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Read the passage. Tornado Watch As Sydney unlocked the back door, she sighed at how easily it opened. She used to have to put h...Question
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Tornado Watch
As Sydney unlocked the back door, she sighed at how easily it opened. She used to have to put her shoulder in just the right spot to force their old door to open. They’d had this new back door, this new house, for not quite a year. “It should feel like home by now,” she thought sadly before greeting her dog Charlie, a spunky beagle with big brown eyes. Three years ago, a tornado had torn through their town, decimating everything in its path, and their house, unfortunately, had been part of the decimation. It took two never-ending years, but Sydney’s family rebuilt their house with the help of a very generous insurance check, and according to her mom and little sister, the new house was an improvement. Sydney could admit it was a little bigger and even a little nicer—the back door didn’t stick anymore, for example—but she preferred their old house, even with all of its imperfections.
Sydney wasn’t left alone with her thoughts for long, because her 11-year-old little sister, Sophie, burst in, chattering animatedly about her day. Sophie tossed her backpack on the counter, gave Charlie a treat, and started rummaging for a snack in the refrigerator.
Sophie poked her head out of the fridge and asked her sister worriedly, “Where’s Mom? She’s not working late tonight, is she?”
“I’m sure you’ll be delighted to hear that I’m on dinner duty again,” Sydney said, unable to resist tormenting her sister. When Sophie moaned, Sydney laughed and admitted, “She’ll be home in less than an hour, so you are safe from the risk of food poisoning for one more day.”
Giddy with relief, Sophie bounced into the living room, and Sydney heard the television come on. “Sydney, get in here!” Sophie called frantically. Sydney immediately knew what was wrong, because all day at school people had been talking about the dire weather predictions. Before the tornado, she hadn’t remembered her classmates talking about barometric pressure or the Fujita scale. “We now live in fear of supercells and sirens and everything we might lose again,” she thought.
Sydney tried to stay calm as she watched the weather forecast with her frightened little sister. “The meteorologist said it’s a tornado watch, Soph. You remember that just means tornadoes are possible, right? There is no tornado warning yet, and there might not be one, so right now there’s just a storm coming our way. We have our shelter in the basement if we need it. We’ll keep the news on and be smart, but we don’t need to freak out.” She forced a smile, hoping to reassure her sister, though she felt anything but sure herself.
“I haven’t even had time to get used to the new back door yet,” she thought as Sophie disappeared upstairs. Mom had a half-hour commute and should be headed home right now, unless she had to work late. Thankfully, she would be coming in the opposite direction of the storm, but the storm was coming fast, and Sydney hoped fervently her mom was coming faster.
The sky darkened ominously and then was illuminated by a brilliant flash of lightning. Charlie, who had always been terrified of storms, tried to wedge himself under the sofa. Sydney took three calming breaths and went to the kitchen to get flashlights, snacks, and a deck of cards. She pulled Charlie’s head from under the sofa and clipped his leash to his collar. She was torn between watching the driveway for her mom and going upstairs to check on Sophie. Just then, Sophie appeared at the top of the stairs, carrying every bag she owned stuffed full of her most prized possessions, and disappeared into the basement. She quickly raced back upstairs, this time with an armful of reusable shopping bags.
A loud crack followed by an immediate rumbling of thunder told Sydney that the storm had arrived. She flicked her eyes to the television screen just as the yellow tornado watch turned to a red tornado warning. She let out the breath she hadn’t realized she was holding as the terrible truth sank in: somewhere nearby there was a tornado. She knew her mom would expect them to get in the shelter immediately. Sydney looked at the driveway one last time, hoping in vain to see her mother’s car pulling in. Sophie came down the stairs as the sirens sounded, loud and insistent. It was a terrible sound, a reminder of all that had been lost three years before. Sydney saw the panic and tears in her sister’s eyes as she gave her a hug and directed her to the basement stairs. Sophie raced down with all of her bags. Sydney was trying to tug a reluctant Charlie into the shelter when her mom appeared at the top of the stairs. Sydney had never felt happier than she did in that moment as her mom raced down the stairs and helped with Charlie.
Sydney’s mom stopped in astonishment when she saw Sophie surrounded by all of her bags. Sophie looked sheepish as she tried to make room for them all. “I just hated losing everything last time,” she said. “Didn’t you Sydney? Why didn’t you grab anything?”
Sydney considered what she might have gathered: her soccer jersey, her laptop, or her favorite novel. She thought about an old back door that always used to stick and a new one that opens easily. She patted Charlie, who was now calm, and smiled at her sister and mom. “Everything that matters to me, everything that can’t be replaced, is already here; I didn’t need to bring anything else,” she said.
Just then the lights went out; Sydney flicked on her flashlight and said, “Well, I did bring a few things with me. Crazy Eights by flashlight, anyone?” How does Sophie's character change in response to the storm?
Responses
a Sophie is terrified when she sees a tornado watch on TV but feels better when her sister reassures her they'll be safe in the basement.
a Sophie is terrified when she sees a tornado watch on TV but feels better when her sister reassures her they'll be safe in the basement.
b Sophie rushes up to her room to save her things before the tornado hits but feels foolish that she's the only one who thought to do so.
b Sophie rushes up to her room to save her things before the tornado hits but feels foolish that she's the only one who thought to do so.
c Sophie is concerned about gathering her prized belongings but is relieved when she is in the basement with her mother, sister, and dog.
c Sophie is concerned about gathering her prized belongings but is relieved when she is in the basement with her mother, sister, and dog.
d Sophie is worried that her mother will get caught in the tornado and is relieved when her mother arrives just before the storm hits.
Tornado Watch
As Sydney unlocked the back door, she sighed at how easily it opened. She used to have to put her shoulder in just the right spot to force their old door to open. They’d had this new back door, this new house, for not quite a year. “It should feel like home by now,” she thought sadly before greeting her dog Charlie, a spunky beagle with big brown eyes. Three years ago, a tornado had torn through their town, decimating everything in its path, and their house, unfortunately, had been part of the decimation. It took two never-ending years, but Sydney’s family rebuilt their house with the help of a very generous insurance check, and according to her mom and little sister, the new house was an improvement. Sydney could admit it was a little bigger and even a little nicer—the back door didn’t stick anymore, for example—but she preferred their old house, even with all of its imperfections.
Sydney wasn’t left alone with her thoughts for long, because her 11-year-old little sister, Sophie, burst in, chattering animatedly about her day. Sophie tossed her backpack on the counter, gave Charlie a treat, and started rummaging for a snack in the refrigerator.
Sophie poked her head out of the fridge and asked her sister worriedly, “Where’s Mom? She’s not working late tonight, is she?”
“I’m sure you’ll be delighted to hear that I’m on dinner duty again,” Sydney said, unable to resist tormenting her sister. When Sophie moaned, Sydney laughed and admitted, “She’ll be home in less than an hour, so you are safe from the risk of food poisoning for one more day.”
Giddy with relief, Sophie bounced into the living room, and Sydney heard the television come on. “Sydney, get in here!” Sophie called frantically. Sydney immediately knew what was wrong, because all day at school people had been talking about the dire weather predictions. Before the tornado, she hadn’t remembered her classmates talking about barometric pressure or the Fujita scale. “We now live in fear of supercells and sirens and everything we might lose again,” she thought.
Sydney tried to stay calm as she watched the weather forecast with her frightened little sister. “The meteorologist said it’s a tornado watch, Soph. You remember that just means tornadoes are possible, right? There is no tornado warning yet, and there might not be one, so right now there’s just a storm coming our way. We have our shelter in the basement if we need it. We’ll keep the news on and be smart, but we don’t need to freak out.” She forced a smile, hoping to reassure her sister, though she felt anything but sure herself.
“I haven’t even had time to get used to the new back door yet,” she thought as Sophie disappeared upstairs. Mom had a half-hour commute and should be headed home right now, unless she had to work late. Thankfully, she would be coming in the opposite direction of the storm, but the storm was coming fast, and Sydney hoped fervently her mom was coming faster.
The sky darkened ominously and then was illuminated by a brilliant flash of lightning. Charlie, who had always been terrified of storms, tried to wedge himself under the sofa. Sydney took three calming breaths and went to the kitchen to get flashlights, snacks, and a deck of cards. She pulled Charlie’s head from under the sofa and clipped his leash to his collar. She was torn between watching the driveway for her mom and going upstairs to check on Sophie. Just then, Sophie appeared at the top of the stairs, carrying every bag she owned stuffed full of her most prized possessions, and disappeared into the basement. She quickly raced back upstairs, this time with an armful of reusable shopping bags.
A loud crack followed by an immediate rumbling of thunder told Sydney that the storm had arrived. She flicked her eyes to the television screen just as the yellow tornado watch turned to a red tornado warning. She let out the breath she hadn’t realized she was holding as the terrible truth sank in: somewhere nearby there was a tornado. She knew her mom would expect them to get in the shelter immediately. Sydney looked at the driveway one last time, hoping in vain to see her mother’s car pulling in. Sophie came down the stairs as the sirens sounded, loud and insistent. It was a terrible sound, a reminder of all that had been lost three years before. Sydney saw the panic and tears in her sister’s eyes as she gave her a hug and directed her to the basement stairs. Sophie raced down with all of her bags. Sydney was trying to tug a reluctant Charlie into the shelter when her mom appeared at the top of the stairs. Sydney had never felt happier than she did in that moment as her mom raced down the stairs and helped with Charlie.
Sydney’s mom stopped in astonishment when she saw Sophie surrounded by all of her bags. Sophie looked sheepish as she tried to make room for them all. “I just hated losing everything last time,” she said. “Didn’t you Sydney? Why didn’t you grab anything?”
Sydney considered what she might have gathered: her soccer jersey, her laptop, or her favorite novel. She thought about an old back door that always used to stick and a new one that opens easily. She patted Charlie, who was now calm, and smiled at her sister and mom. “Everything that matters to me, everything that can’t be replaced, is already here; I didn’t need to bring anything else,” she said.
Just then the lights went out; Sydney flicked on her flashlight and said, “Well, I did bring a few things with me. Crazy Eights by flashlight, anyone?” How does Sophie's character change in response to the storm?
Responses
a Sophie is terrified when she sees a tornado watch on TV but feels better when her sister reassures her they'll be safe in the basement.
a Sophie is terrified when she sees a tornado watch on TV but feels better when her sister reassures her they'll be safe in the basement.
b Sophie rushes up to her room to save her things before the tornado hits but feels foolish that she's the only one who thought to do so.
b Sophie rushes up to her room to save her things before the tornado hits but feels foolish that she's the only one who thought to do so.
c Sophie is concerned about gathering her prized belongings but is relieved when she is in the basement with her mother, sister, and dog.
c Sophie is concerned about gathering her prized belongings but is relieved when she is in the basement with her mother, sister, and dog.
d Sophie is worried that her mother will get caught in the tornado and is relieved when her mother arrives just before the storm hits.
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The most accurate response regarding Sophie's character change in response to the storm is:
**d Sophie is worried that her mother will get caught in the tornado and is relieved when her mother arrives just before the storm hits.**
This option captures Sophie's concern for her mother's safety during the tornado watch and her relief when her mother arrives home safely, highlighting her emotional state throughout the passage.
**d Sophie is worried that her mother will get caught in the tornado and is relieved when her mother arrives just before the storm hits.**
This option captures Sophie's concern for her mother's safety during the tornado watch and her relief when her mother arrives home safely, highlighting her emotional state throughout the passage.