I think that it’s asking for your opinion, but the most unbiased answer that I think I can give you is A. If there is a correct answer, please tell me so I can delve further into it.
Answer:
consistency
Explanation:
According to my research on different research methods and terminology, I can say that based on the information provided within the question the criterion being described is called consistency. This is basically the fact that something keeps on repeating itself regardless of the different amount of varieties that it is exposed to. This is what researchers hope to achieve when making and testing an experiment.
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False, because in his writings, Thoreau has this:
"Some of my pleasantest hours were during the long rainstorms... which confined me to the house for the afternoon.."
So from this you can reason that he saw these afternoon storms as enjoyable and pleasant to him.
Thus the answer is false.
My mother came home at about 10:00 pm that night. Tired, sore, and hopeless that she would never be able to get another job. I saw a new bruise on her left eye when she came home. "great" I thought. "she had another bad day".
"Hey mom...what happened to your eye"? Ahh kid don't worry about that. Just a little disagreement". *sigh* i knew who did this. My mothers pimp..he's a total *******. "Mom was it DshiNNE again"? "Kid! i said don't worry about it, it just work"! She stomped upstairs again like she does every night after work.
after her shift she smokes her crack. Always.
I was still sitting in my living room or, what was supposed to be a living room. This room was just a couch and an old TV. I sat there, thinking about whatever the hell. Then I hear a loud bang. "what the...what was that"? "mom?! whats going on up there"? *silence* I went upstairs to see what the loud bang was. My mother was not in here room like she normally was. I got this, sick feeling that something was super wrong. I went over to the bathroom. I Opened the door...