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risky Squirrel was a lively little chap. And he was very bold, too. You see, he was so nimble that he felt he could always jump right out of danger—no matter whether it was a hawk chasing him, or a fox springing at him, or a boy throwing stones at him. He would chatter and scold at his enemies from some tree-top. And it was seldom that he was so frightened that he ran home and hid inside his mother's house. Mrs. Squirrel's house was in a hollow limb of a hickory tree. It was a very convenient place to live; for although the tree was old, it still bore nuts. And it is very pleasant to be able to step out of your house and find your dinner all ready for you—simply waiting to be picked. Of course, Frisky Squirrel and his mother couldn't find their dinner on the tree the whole year 'round—because it was only in the fall that there were nuts on it. But luckily there were other things to eat—such as seeds, of which there were many kinds in the woods. The woods where Mrs. Squirrel and her son lived were full of the finest trees to climb that anybody could wish for. And Frisky loved to go leaping from branch to branch, and from tree to tree. He was so fearless that he would scamper far out on the ends of the smallest limbs. But no matter how much they bent and swayed beneath his weight, he was never afraid; in fact, that was part of the fun. As she watched Frisky whisking about among the trees, now swinging on this branch, now leaping far out to that one, Mrs. Squirrel sometimes wondered how he could keep dashing about so madly. Frisky Squirrel was almost never still except when he was asleep. There was so much to do! Frisky wished that the days were longer, for though he tried his hardest, he couldn't climb all the trees in the forest. Each night he had to give up his task, only to begin all over again the next morning. If there had been nothing to do but climb the trees, Frisky would have been able to climb more of them. But there were other things that took time. 1. Directions: Select all the correct answers.Which two words best describe Mrs. Squirrel? smart courageous attractive naughty observant Submit
why? im trying to finish a problem, not do another one
I would say either preposition or adverb. Preposition because it seems like a place or adverb because it describes where he jumped...hope this helps!
As Jamel approached his house, he saw a brown box that was as tall as he was. As he got closer, he saw that the label on the box was addressed to his mom. He also saw that it was sent to her by “F. Schwarz.” When he saw that name, he got really excited. He knew that the box had to be from FAO Schwarz, the big toy store. He dragged the box inside the house. Upon getting the box inside, he found a note from his mom saying that she would be back in a few minutes and that his older brother, Darnell, was in charge. Jamel could not wait that long. After spending a few seconds pacing back and forth, he decided that his mom would never get home. He knew he had to figure out what was in the box. He shook the box, but whatever was in it was packed so tightly that it did not make a sound. He then decided to poke a hole in the box so he could peek into it. He poked the hole, but could not see anything, so he made the hole bigger. Just as he thought he saw something, he heard his mom say, “Jamel, what do you think you’re doing?” Jamel said, “I’m trying to figure out what you bought me from FAO Schwarz.” “That’s not from FAO Schwarz,” said his mom. “It’s a white tiger rug I bought on eBay. When Darnell goes to college, I’m going to turn his room into a place to display my white tiger collectibles.” Jamel responded, “You mean it’s not for me?” and then wandered into the kitchen complaining about how he never got anything cool. 1. Which of the following words best describes Jamel? impatient calm helpful generous