Question

When I was a kid, I lived in a little town called Elm Ridge. Everyone knew their best friend since pre-K, which was pretty much our whole lives. In third grade, my best friend Becky and I spent all of our free time making friendship bracelets for one another. We could spend hours lying together on our beds, weaving the colors as intricately as our tiny fingers could manage. Every color meant something: Red meant you were smart, white meant you were nice, blue meant you were brave, etc. I had an entire collection of bracelets. Honestly, it seemed like some of the girls in my class had hundreds or even thousands of bracelets. I kept mine in a special box and refused to leave the house without wearing at least three or four.
But the summer after third grade, my family moved away. We moved to a bigger town, where kids did not know all of their friends since pre-K. They also did not know anything about friendship bracelets. On my first day of fourth grade, when I proudly displayed to the girls in my class a red-white-and-blue bracelet Becky had made me, they looked at me like I had two heads. These girls were into these crazy neon barrettes you bought at the mall, not bracelets you made yourself. I put my friendship bracelets in a box in one of my drawers and never dared showed them to anyone ever again.
Even though I would never see Becky after I moved, I would look at my bracelets all the time, wishing my bed were back in my old room in Elm Ridge and that Becky were laying beside me, our tiny fingers weaving threads together for hours and hours.
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Based on what the narrator says in paragraph one, why does Becky give the narrator a red-white-and-blue friendship bracelet?
A.
She knows the narrator is sad to be moving away.
B.
She is scared the narrator will forget about her.
C.
She thinks the narrator is smart, nice, and brave.
D.
She and the narrator have been friends since pre-K.

Answer 1

C. She thinks the narrator is smart, nice, and brave.