Which sentence from the text BEST supports the statement below? Cassie realizes that although Gramp has grown older, his love for her has not changed.

Before the 1800's people didn't have right or left shoes. They had shoes of just one shape that they used for both feet. When people first saw right and left shoes, they laughed. They called them "crooked shoes." "What a silly idea," they said. You can tell that shoes before 1800:

Every day after work Paul took his muddy boots off on the steps of the front porch. Alice would have a fit if the boots made it so far as the welcome mat. He then took off his dusty overalls and threw them into a plastic garbage bag; Alice left a new garbage bag tied to the porch railing for him every morning. On his way in the house, he dropped the garbage bag off at the washing machine and went straight up the stairs to the shower as he was instructed. He would eat dinner with her after he was "presentable," as Alice had often said. Based on the text, how do you know Paul works in construction?

Tim looked out the window. The house looked so lonely. Tim's father put the last suitcase in the trunk and started up the car. Thor, his dog, put his head on Tim's lap, like he understood how Tim was feeling. "It's okay Thor," he said, "Dad says we will like California." What is happening?

A hungry sparrow, one cold winter’s day, fluttered about hunting for something to eat. At last she saw a movement on an icy pond. Aha! she thought. A grub! and down she swooped, hoping for a meal. But there was no grub, only a twig blowing in the breeze. The ice was so cold that the sparrow’s feet began to sting. “Oh, cruel ice!” she exclaimed. “Nothing has ever hurt me as much as this. There’s no one else like you, who can give a poor little bird such pain. How does it feel to be the greatest power there is? The sparrow thinks the ice is the most powerful thing because it…

The ice creaked and cracked as a laugh shivered along his bright surface. “Powerful? Me?” he growled. “How wrong you are. The sun is much stronger than I am. When the spring comes, he’ll shine his hot rays down on me and I’ll splinter and melt away. You must ask the sun how it feels to be powerful, little bird.” The sparrow, glad to lift her feet from the ice’s freezing surface, flew up and up into the sky, as close to the sun as she dared. “Tell me, great sun,” she chirped, shielding her face with a wing from the sun’s blinding rays, “are you the greatest power there is? I thought it was the ice, but he tells me you’ll melt him away when the spring comes.” Flames shot out from the sun’s fiery heart, threatening to singe the sparrow’s feathers. “The greatest power on earth?” he roared. “It’s not me, no no, not me. How could it be, since the clouds can cover me and hide me from below? Ask the clouds, sparrow. Ask the clouds.” Which of the following describes the sun?

The sparrow flew on, seeking refuge from the sun’s tremendous heat in the wet mistiness of the clouds. “Cool wet clouds, mighty storm clouds, are you greater than the sun?” she asked. “For that’s what he tells me.” Lightning flickered and thunder groaned all around, making the sparrow’s feathers shiver. “Powerful? Not us,” rumbled the clouds. “The wind can blow us anywhere it chooses. Go and ask the wind.” The wind picked up the sparrow and tumbled her about in its gusts and eddies5 until she hardly knew where she was. “Stop, wind! Is it true what the clouds have told me, that you are the greatest power there is?” shouted the sparrow. The wind snatched up flurries of leaves from the ground below and played with them as it answered, “Little sparrow, how can that be? There is something I can never move, however hard I blow. The mountain is more powerful than me. Go to the mountain and ask him.” Which of the following describes the power of the wind?

The sparrow flew to the mountain, and perched on the very top. “Mountain, can you hear me?” she sang out. “The wind tells me that you are more powerful even than him. Are you the greatest thing on earth?” Deep inside the mountain, rocks clashed and ground together, before at last the mountain spoke. “Look around you, little bird. Grass covers me from my feet to the crown of my head, and there’s nothing I can do to shake it off. Ask the grass who is most powerful here.” So the sparrow, looking down at the grass, called out, “Grass, grass, did you hear the mountain? Are you the most powerful thing there is?” The blades of grass all around her shook and rattled as a thousand voices called out in reedy tones, “Oh sparrow, how can you think we are powerful, when worms can burrow through us and disturb our roots?” Why is grass considered more powerful than the mountain?

The sparrow, who was very tired by now, and faint7 with hunger, looked around until she saw a worm hole. She stood above it and called down, “Worm, are you there? The grass tells me how powerful you are — the most powerful thing on earth. Tell me, is it true?” The humble8 worm had never been asked such a question before. Unwisely, he poked his head out of his hole, and sighed, “Oh, how I wish I was! Then I would never be afraid of being eaten by a hungry sparrow.” Too late, he saw who it was who had called down to him, for at that moment the sparrow opened her beak and began to gobble him up. Just before he disappeared altogether, the worm managed to gasp, “How does it feel then, cruel sparrow, to be the greatest thing on earth?” The sparrow swallowed, and wiped her beak on the grass. “A little less hungry,” she said. How does the sparrow feel after meeting the worm?

Which detail from the text supports the following theme: even if we’re small, we sometimes have more power than we think we do?

I practiced in the shower. I practiced in the car. I practiced in a downtown karaoke sushi bar. I practiced in the basement. I practiced in my head. I practiced on my bicycle. I practiced in my bed. But the fact is, though I act as if I practice all the time, it still seems I’m either stuck before or getting past my prime. I practiced in the darkness. I practiced while I read. I practiced full of confidence, I practiced full of dread. I practiced for the living, I practiced for the dead — maybe I practiced when I should have just been doing it instead? Which detail from the text best supports the theme "Sometimes taking a lot of time to practice prevents you from discovering and trying something new"?