K. Reiter
The cool summer breeze blew Joni’s hair this way and that as Marshall cruised down the road, his hat pulled down just covering his bushy eyebrows. Cruising in the red jeep with the top down had become one of heir favorite evening activities. The music blared, causing the seats to vibrate with every beat. Joni and Marshall bobbed their heads as they drove through the neighborhood.
The sun had started to set, and the sky darkened. The moon overhead hid behind the dark clouds, and the stars twinkled from afar. As Joni and Marshall sat idly at the stop sign, Joni gazed up at the nebulous sky out of the open rooftop of the jeep. Her mind began to wander when out of nowhere, she noticed that the lights above were moving. Was it an airplane? Or a shooting star? Was it Amelia Earhart?
“Hey, Marshall. Do you see those lights moving?” Joni asked.
“It’s just an airplane,” Marshall responded in a way that let Joni know he thought she was crazy. He brought the jeep to a stop and gawked up at the sky.
“Wait, there’s more,” Joni said excitedly as she pointed into the sky. The bright lights were equally spaced apart and moving at a rapid speed, much faster than an airplane. An eerie haze had settled, and the moon’s glow was barely visible.
“What is the world?” Marshall pondered as he tossed his hat in the backseat and tilted his head until his nose was high in the air. Joni and Marshall began to count the strange lights as they reappeared from behind the dark clouds, only to disappear again. They counted eight in total that were strung across the sky like Christmas lights.
“I think we’ve just witnessed an alien invasion,” Joni stated as her eyes widened. She stared at Marshall as he continued to peer into the mysterious sky. When the lights had completely disappeared from their sight, Marshall continued to drive slowly down the street. Joni sat in silence, the hair on her arms still standing on end.
“That was wi..,” Joni started to say when she noticed the lights out of the corner of her eye. But this time, they were lower in the sky and seemed to be trailing them. Marshall stepped on the gas and tried to lose them, but they were in hot pursuit of the jeep. Marshall jerked the jeep around the corner. He felt like he was in an Indy race.
“I have a plan,” Marshall whispered as if the lights were able to hear him. “Follow my lead.” He brought the jeep to an abrupt stop and leaped out. Joni did the same. Both started to sprint towards a big tree. They took shelter behind it. The strange lights soon disappeared into the night sky, or so they thought.
Question
Read the sentence from paragraph 6.
They counted eight in total that were strung across the sky like Christmas lights.
How does the author’s use of figurative language impact the meaning of the passage?
Responses
A by suggesting that the lights give off colored light in the skyby suggesting that the lights give off colored light in the sky
B by showing that the lights are bright and spaced apartby showing that the lights are bright and spaced apart
C by suggesting that the lights are aliens from another planetby suggesting that the lights are aliens from another planet
D by showing that the lights are only visible in December by showing that the lights are only visible in December
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The correct response is:
B by showing that the lights are bright and spaced apart.
This option captures the impact of the author's figurative language by comparing the lights to Christmas lights, which are typically bright and arranged at intervals, highlighting their appearance in the sky.
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