The glass was cool under her hands despite her pounding heart. She tried to slow her breathing. She was safe, at last, inside. Or was she? How had that snake gotten into the screened-in and walled-up back porch. If it could get in there, it's possible it could get inside where she was as well.
Becky wasn't someone who was normally skittish about wild things. She'd handled snakes before, picked up lizards many times, caught frogs in the garage and let them go. But snakes seemed to always catch her off guard. They would turn up when least expected. She would see them out of the corner of her eye and just the surprise of it would make her jump; her adrenalin would pump, her heart would thump, and her panic would take over.
What was she going to do? She couldn't just stand there waiting for the snake to decide to leave. What if it were venomous? It didn't look like a viper, but it could be. She would need to get out there soon to water the plants.
"What this requires is some advanced planning," she said out loud to her cat, Louie. "And, I will probably have to go 'once more into the fray' kitty," she said, looking in the cat's direction for emphasis.
"First things first, though," she said. The cat meowed back. It often did that, having become used to being talked to. "Let's look that fellow up," Becky said walking to her bookshelf.
"Let's see, snakes," she said, thumbing through her reptile and amphibian identification book. "It's brown and gray, with some black. With a pattern that looks ... there it is," she said thumping the page so hard that Louie jumped. "Not venomous," she said, triumphantly.
"It's an oak snake, Louie," she returned the book and strode over to her closet. "Not venomous, but I am still not taking chances," she said.
She reached into the closet and pulled out her heaviest jacket. It was lined and stuffed thick with lots of padding. Then she found her mittens and a pair of rubber boots. She knew even non-venomous snakes would sometimes threaten to strike when scared. "And that threat would work on me," Becky said aloud again, though Louie had no idea what she was talking about.
"It's 90 degrees outside, Louie," she said, "so get the iced lemonade ready for when I return."
It wasn't much of a plan, but it was the best she could come up with. With her armor on, she was already sweating when she slowly pushed open the sliding glass door and stepped back on to the porch.
She was pretty sure the snake would slither away from her presence. She propped open the outside door, and hoped she could shoo the snake in that direction.
Sweat dampened her arms and collected on her face. She spread her arms out, and took a few steps toward the snake. There was so much for it to hide beneath. Becky regretted the rocking chairs and all the plant stands between where the snake was in the corner and the door to the outside.
At first it seemed like the snake was just going to remain where it was, flicking its tongue every now and then. Becky waved her arms, lunged in its direction, and stomped her feet. It sat there, coiled in the corner, as if perfectly happy to remain there. In a fit of desperation, she picked up one side of the rocking chair the snake was under and let it drop. The snake jumped, raised its head like it was going to strike, and then stayed right where it was.
"Snake," Becky said, "This is not how it works. You have got to go." The snake moved its head back and forth, swaying a bit, and that gave Becky an idea.
She had read somewhere that snakes can "hear" thanks to the ability to process vibrations through the bone in their jaw. This awareness of vibrations in the ground was one reason it was very hard to sneak up on snakes. She quickly realized that getting the snake out was going to be a lot easier than she had thought.
Becky turned on the radio she kept on the porch and lowered it to the ground, pointing in the snake's direction. She adjusted the controls so that the bass was as high as it could go. Then, she cranked up the volume. She envisioned the snake swaying to the sounds of "Dancing Queen," by Abba, and then leaving the porch and going far, far away.
Coming back into the house, she began peeling off the now damp armaments she had put on earlier. "Louie, there is more than one way to skin a snake," she said laughing. She watched as the snake uncoiled and moved cautiously in the direction of the door. Bending down to pick up Louie, Becky sighed and stroked his head. "'Cause no one ever wants to skin a cat, sweetie."
Review the narrative "Snake Story" and answer the question below:
What clues does the author give that the snake is not a real threat to Becky? Use details and quotations from the story to support your position.
it said oak snakes are non venomis.
a minor earthquake
B.
the evolution of bacteria
C.
a global mass extinction
D.
one volcanic eruption
Answer is c
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Benvolio and Mercutio are a source of comic relief as well as wisdom in the play.
Explanation:
The pair is an unlikely one but they are friends and are there to help Romeo out. Benvolio often listens to his woes patiently while Mercutio makes harmless fun of it sometimes, but both characters present tidbits of wisdom for Romeo to follow.
When it comes to fighting for things however, Benvolio takes a step back as a pacifist while Mercutio steps up and fights.
absurd
B.
angry
C.
somber
D.
moralistic
spectacular view I'd ever seen in my life.
Which statement best describes the narrator's point of view in this excerpt?
A. He was sorry he agreed to the hike up the mountain.
B. He was in a state of panic because he was up so high.
C. He was in awe of what he saw from the top of the mountain.
D. He was bored by everything that happened on the hike.
Answer:
Option C. The statement that best describes the narrator's point of view in the excerpt is that he was in awe of what he saw from the top of the mountain.
Explanation:
In the excerpt provided in the question, the narrator describes without a great sense of enthusiasm and excitement his/her experience with hiking a specific mountain by being sarcastic about the whole experience. But it is clear in his/her description, that he/she was in awe of what he/she saw from the top of the mountain as the description says: "I mean, it was only the most spectacular view I'd ever seen in my life."
Answer: it C. he was in awe of what he saw from the top of the mountain
Explanation:
Answer:
Men is the obvious answer
Explanation:
Men get paid more then women, for the same amount of work. Females carry a child for 9 months, they are physically creating a life inside their bodies. Females also have to go through the pain of child birth, and deal with the aftermath of breast feeding the child. There are many more reason why men have it easier in the world, but those were on the top of my head.