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		<title>Love, love, love</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 22 Sep 2008 15:46:33 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Briefly summarize the emotions the speaker experiences during Porphyria’s Lover. For example, in the first ten lines his heart is breaking as he listens for Porphyria’s arrival, and then he relishes the warmth and cheer she creates. Firstly, the speaker seems really strange because he does not answer porphyrias calling and is like thinking a [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=crosty77.wordpress.com&amp;blog=2576071&amp;post=83&amp;subd=crosty77&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><span style="color:#333333;"><span style="color:#000000;"><strong><span lang="EN-GB">Briefly summarize the emotions the speaker experiences during </span><span lang="EN-GB">Porphyria’s Lover.</span></strong><span lang="EN-GB"><strong> For example, in the first ten lines his heart is breaking as he listens for Porphyria’s arrival, and then he relishes the warmth and cheer she creates.</strong> </span></span></span></p>
<p><span style="color:#333333;"><span style="color:#000000;"><span lang="EN-GB">Firstly, the speaker seems really strange because he does not answer porphyrias calling and is like thinking a lot. It seemed that he was sad and angry Porphyria is still going with his other lover. Then, as you read the poem he starts to feel happy and glad that Porphyria says she loves him. This made his heart swell and to think Porphyria worshiped him. Then, the speaker kills Porphyria and is like in love with her more dead than alive because he kisses her and stays with her hughed. </span></span></span></p>
<p><span style="color:#333333;"><span lang="EN-GB"><span style="color:#000000;"><strong>How do the speaker’s emotions change as the poem progresses?</strong></span></span></span></p>
<p><span style="color:#333333;"><span lang="EN-GB"><span style="color:#000000;">First, he is like sad and angry with Porphyria. Then he feels she worships and loves him because she says to him she loves him. Then, at the end he kills Porphyria and feels like he loves her even more because he kisses her and hughs her while being dead.</span></span></span></p>
<p><span style="color:#333333;"><span lang="EN-GB"><span><span style="color:#000000;"><strong>Why do you think the speaker murders his beloved?</strong></span></span></span></span></p>
<p><span style="color:#333333;"><span lang="EN-GB"><span><span style="color:#000000;">Because he believes she will never be totally for himself and only by killing her he could be all the time with him. The moment he kills her he feels taht finally he can be with her all night and stays hughed with ther and kisses her. </span></span></span></span></p>
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		<title>The Power of Imagination</title>
		<link>http://crosty77.wordpress.com/2008/09/01/the-power-of-imagination/</link>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 01 Sep 2008 14:05:25 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[The first time I felt something for an animal was when I had my dog. I named him Max and was my friend throughout two years. He was like a very good friend of mine during the first 8 months of our relationship, but then we were not as good friends as before. Now, I [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=crosty77.wordpress.com&amp;blog=2576071&amp;post=78&amp;subd=crosty77&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>The first time I felt something for an animal was when I had my dog. I named him Max and was my friend throughout two years. He was like a very good friend of mine during the first 8 months of our relationship, but then we were not as good friends as before. Now, I had other things to do and the poor Max was always in my backyard and I never went to visit him or play with him. He was like in jail and everytime he went out he got crazy and went to destroy garbage bags and to scare little children. Everyone in the condominium were angry with my dog and my parents decided to give him away. The moment I heard this I became really sad and started to regret I did not spent time with him. Finally, my parents gave away Max and I become really sad. This was the first time I became sad because of an animal.</p>
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		<title>Persuasive Essay</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 25 Aug 2008 14:05:35 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Do you think abortion should be accepted? Well, in many countries this atrocious practice is accepted and practiced. For the ones who do not know, abortion is a surgery in which the doctors kill the baby of the mother. The mother gives her permission to do this for many reasons, like for example she can not raise the baby alone. Some people accept [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=crosty77.wordpress.com&amp;blog=2576071&amp;post=73&amp;subd=crosty77&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Do you think abortion should be accepted? Well, in many countries this atrocious practice is accepted and practiced. For the ones who do not know, abortion is a surgery in which the doctors kill the baby of the mother. The mother gives her permission to do this for many reasons, like for example she can not raise the baby alone. Some people accept this practice by saying that the mother has the right of deciding what she wants to do with the baby but many others, like me do not agree.</p>
<p>Many people think it is okay to abort a baby just becuse it is still not a person. Let me tell you that from the moment the sperm and the egg join a new person is born, so everytime a baby is aborted, they are killing a person. They also say that the mother can make whatever decision because it is her baby, but what about the decision of the baby, remember that he is a person too. If you could ask the baby if he wanted to live he would surely say yes.</p>
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		<title>Friends Across Centuries</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 11 Aug 2008 14:04:32 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[I think surely I would like to be friend with Samuel Johnson because I always like to meet new people and view different points of view. He would surely talk about different things than anyone of that time because he was a very peculiar and different person. It was as if he was not human and [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=crosty77.wordpress.com&amp;blog=2576071&amp;post=71&amp;subd=crosty77&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I think surely I would like to be friend with Samuel Johnson because I always like to meet new people and view different points of view. He would surely talk about different things than anyone of that time because he was a very peculiar and different person. It was as if he was not human and thought differently. It would be very interesting hearing his stories of life or how he made his dictionary. Hearing him talk would surely be fascinating. Maybe at some point I would be a little overwhelmed with his strange personality, but surely I would enjoy the time spent with him. Another good thing about this man would be that he was rich and famous, so it would be fun if he shared some of this things with me. It would be really interesting to talk to such an imaginative and very knowledgable person. He could instruct me all of the things he knows about life and all his experiences in life. We could enjoy good meals, eating until being full, and have a lot of glasses of wine, while telling anecdotes and stories from our lives. We could just stay a whole afternoon talking and just relaxing. He could write books, while I read them and told him how good the story was or what he needed to change. I would surely love to be the first person to read Samuel Johnson&#8217;s books and to have his dictionary. Surely, having his dictionary would be a very good thing; whenever I read a book and I did not understanded a word I could search in the dicitionary. For me, how he wrote many books and his dictionary is the main reason I would talk to him and be his friend. I think we could really think about life and read many bookds together. To hear talk a person as excentric and as bright as him would surely be a delightful thing for my ear. So, if you ask me if I would like to be friend of Samuel Johnson, I would answer: sure, why no!</p>
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		<title>Diary: Day Two</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 30 Jul 2008 00:41:35 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Hello there diary, today was as usual: school, study, play guitar, watch tv. The only difference from a normal day is that today I learned two new songs in guitar, and because of it I have not done my homework. I feel really tired becasue I slept late yesterday and slept in a class by [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=crosty77.wordpress.com&amp;blog=2576071&amp;post=64&amp;subd=crosty77&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Hello there diary, today was as usual: school, study, play guitar, watch tv. The only difference from a normal day is that today I learned two new songs in guitar, and because of it I have not done my homework. I feel really tired becasue I slept late yesterday and slept in a class by accident. I played a little while poker in internet trying to win some money in a tournament but I was defeated, lucily I did not payed to play. Also, today I was thinking if I should ask for a date to this girl I think I feel something for her. It is just confusing because I do not really know if I like her, hopefully I will decide before friday.</p>
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		<title>Diary: Day One</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 30 Jul 2008 00:36:31 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Dear diary, today I waked like a normal day but something told me that maybe it will not be as normal. I made evertyhing I nomally did every morning: being waked by my father, eat my breakfast, bath, brush my teeth, dress up, and hurry up because I am late and my father is hurrying [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=crosty77.wordpress.com&amp;blog=2576071&amp;post=62&amp;subd=crosty77&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Dear diary, today I waked like a normal day but something told me that maybe it will not be as normal. I made evertyhing I nomally did every morning: being waked by my father, eat my breakfast, bath, brush my teeth, dress up, and hurry up because I am late and my father is hurrying me up. When I came to school I said hi to everyone and chated a little bit instead of working in the homework I did not did the day before. The bell rang and I had to receive classes. I received the best class in the world: Literature. We read some excellent stories and I could not wait to see what would happen the next day we read. All the other classes where as always, very very boring. The bell rang again and we had recess, in which I talked with my friends and laugh a little bit. Then back to the boring life of a normal day of school. We had to spanish classes and finaly what was going to take all the boredome and normalness of the day was going to happen. Today was the match of 12th grade against 10th grade. It was an amazing match and full of emotion. The match was so amazing because our grade was in the semifinals. We started loosing the match, but some minutes later Jose Domingo Solano scored for our team with a penalty. The match ended and the match had to be decided with penalties. They missed one but then we missed another. At the end Mario stopped another penalty and he scored the next, making our grade pass to the finals! Everyone was so excited and happy to have defeated one of our most hated rivals.</p>
<p>Besides this amazing event, nothing else amazing happened. The only important things was that I saw Click and it made me cry in the part were the main character yells to his aging father. I like so much this movie and is one of my favorite. Because of watching this movie and being in the computer I did not made my homework. Also I played guitar and because of not doing my homework in the afternoon I slept at 11 o&#8217;clock doing my homework. In guittar I learned two new songs: save tonight by eagle eye cherry and your body is a wonderland by john mayer. I am pretty sure tomorrow I will be so sleepy.</p>
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		<title>Biographical Article</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 28 Jul 2008 15:49:27 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Have you ever heard the name Jorge Bohl? Surely you have. You may have known him as the professional soccer player of Guatemala who lead his country to the World Cup or maybe as the millionaire economist who works at Wall Street. Anyway you know this fascinating person, you surely know that he is a [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=crosty77.wordpress.com&amp;blog=2576071&amp;post=60&amp;subd=crosty77&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p style="line-height:14.25pt;"><span style="font-size:10pt;color:#000000;font-family:&quot;">Have you ever heard the name Jorge Bohl? Surely you have. You may have known him as the professional soccer player of Guatemala who lead his country to the World Cup or maybe as the millionaire economist who works at Wall Street. Anyway you know this fascinating person, you surely know that he is a person born for triumph.</span></p>
<p style="line-height:14.25pt;"><span style="font-size:10pt;color:#000000;font-family:&quot;"> He started his life as an adult playing soccer for the Guatemalan team and for the club Juventus of Turin. He became the best player of all time of the Guatemalan team and the top scorer of Juventus in the season 2010-2011. He was being payed almost three hundred thousand euros per month and his career was evolving in a magnificent way. He even won the prize for te best rookie player of the year. His pretty new career was ended when he suffered a devastating injury in his left ankle, which left him off the field forever. His bright career as a soccer player now ended, but the start of the rest of his life started. In August 15, 2011, he decided he wanted to finish the studies he left behind when he started to be a player. So he made exams for the Harvard University and successfully was accepted in the University. He studied Economy for five years and achieved to get an Economist degree. Later on, he got a masters degree in business administration. After finishing his studies, he decided to go live in New York and work in Wall Street. He worked for about three years in there and during that time became one of the richest person born in Guatemala. He even created new techniques in Economy and shaped the way to benefit from the offer and demand. He recently became the richest person born in Guatemala and entered as one of the 1000 richest men on Earth. He also financed the world’s tallest building: the Grand Jaguar. It has about 195 floors and is all pure luxury. This building counts with some of the most modern technology and even has room service for the offices. Some of the most rich man in the world has their office in this building. </span></p>
<p style="line-height:14.25pt;"><span style="font-size:x-small;">Last year he decided he wanted to try luck again in music. Since he had about sixteen years old, he played guitar and loved it. He made some songs with his band and showed the demos to the Universal Music Group. He got a contract and he sold about fifteen million copies, making about one billion five thousand million dollars ($1,500,000,000). He described his music as &#8220;melodic and full of life&#8221;. It seems that for this multi billionaire nothing is impossible. </span></p>
<p style="line-height:14.25pt;"><span style="font-size:x-small;">His most recent achievment is winning the Nobel Prize for Economy for his contribution to the field. He was considered the best economist in the world and maybe of all time. In an act of charity, he donated what he won to the victims of the recent hurricane Kevin. He dedicated his price to his parents, his brothers, his best friends, and to God. </span></p>
<p style="line-height:14.25pt;"><span style="font-size:x-small;">About six months ago we asked him what was the reason for his success and he answered: &#8220;I just do not let something stop me. Have you ever thought the saying that nothing is impossible? Well, that is hundred pecent true but only when your desire to achieving impossible is stronger.&#8221; We then asked him what would be his most recent projects and he answered:&#8221; Well, I was planning to write a book on business and how to become rich. I only want to help other to find maybe what they really want to do and what will give them money.&#8221; He ended the conversation saying: &#8220;I think people should never be happy or sad about having money. There was a time in my adolescence in which my parents did not had money and me and my family were the same happy as we are now.&#8221; We will have to wait to see the upcoming book, which should be an  amazing one. About what he said about money, I think we should all think the same as he and live happy with what we have and not with what we do not have.</span></p>
<p style="line-height:14.25pt;"><span style="font-size:10pt;color:#000000;font-family:&quot;">This extraordinary and amazingly intelligent person is not only a man of business, he is also helping his country, who is one of the most poor in the world. He has made about sixty six programs for helping the poor people. He has helped economically about five thousand families through five years, donating about thirty million dollars. He has also helped the Catholic Church of his country by donating about five million dollars to help them. </span></p>
<p style="line-height:14.25pt;"><span lang="EN-US"><span style="font-size:small;font-family:Calibri;"><span style="font-size:x-small;">I think we can all conclude that this man has reached all his goals and made everything he wants in life. This man is living life at its fullness and is just having the best of it. </span> </span></span></p>
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		<title>Values: Triumph</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 28 Jul 2008 14:05:54 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[When Miss Gaby asked me to write a story in which we had triumphed and that we made a lot of effort to achieve it, I instantly thought of the time I worked in Fetiche, a store that sells perfumes. I worked in my vacations of last year as a salesman. First, everything was very [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=crosty77.wordpress.com&amp;blog=2576071&amp;post=58&amp;subd=crosty77&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify;margin:0 0 10pt;"><span lang="EN-US"><span style="font-size:small;"><span style="font-family:Calibri;">When Miss Gaby asked me to write a story in which we had triumphed and that we made a lot of effort to achieve it, I instantly thought of the time I worked in Fetiche, a store that sells perfumes. I worked in my vacations of last year as a salesman. First, everything was very difficult for me, because it was a totally new thing which in my entire life I have never done it. So, as I started to get used, I proposed myself to be the best salesman of the store. I was so in to it that while my working mates where playing and not doing their job, I was or learning prices or selling to costumers. The competition was tough the whole time I was in Fetiche, because there were about three working mates that wanted to reach the same goal as me, and they were wining. I remember that one day I thought that maybe I could not do it, that it was too difficult for me achieving my goal, but suddenly I realized that even when I did not achieved my goal, the more I sold the more money I would get and the better salesman I would be. So from that day on, I started to work even harder. I remember that one day a person came into the store and I was the first to attend him. He brought all his family, about seven members, and I thought that, since they were so many, the perfumes I was about to sell were going to be very cheap. As many times happen in life, intuition fails and the total opposite happens. This man, who looked of not much money, was buying as crazy. He told me to help choosing each of his family members a perfume and so they choose some perfumes. As he saw the perfumes, I told him that each time he bought the big perfume, he got a prize. So he told me that every time a family member chooses a perfume, he wanted the big one, this left me astonished because each costs like about Q. 800 and it is very difficult to sell those. Each of the family member choose a big perfume, the only person who choose more than one was what seemed his girlfriend. She chose about three big perfumes. When I came to the cash register, I was sure this would be the biggest sale of all my working time in here. When the clerk finished charging the perfumes, the total amount was of about Q. 8,000. Every one of my working mates was astonished and congratulated me because every single perfume was of our goal perfumes, which were an amount of specifically perfumes which we had to sale so that our payment in the end duplicated. I remember that three days before the bazaar was over there was this boy who always sold more than me and was wining me by about Q. 10,000. I could never sell as much as he sold and I do not even know why. I remember that he did not came to work the last three days of work and now I still had hope of winning. Now it was the last day of work for me and this was the day in which more people came to the store. So I was totally prepared to sell the most because, even though my number one enemy was out of combat, there was this girl who had like Q. 2000 more than me, and I was sure I could win her. So that last day I sold about Q. 30,000 and at the end I was the best salesman of the store.</span></span></span></p>
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		<title>A Modest Proposal</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 14 Jul 2008 15:49:16 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[I know you are talking ironically, but only by talking in that way I feel you are crazy. If you want a real change do not make fun, give solutions, make proposals, instead of criticizing. I want a change for Ireland too, but we need leaders, not satirical writers. You could write criticizing landlords of England, but you have to make [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=crosty77.wordpress.com&amp;blog=2576071&amp;post=55&amp;subd=crosty77&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I know you are talking ironically, but only by talking in that way I feel you are crazy. If you want a real change do not make fun, give solutions, make proposals, instead of criticizing. I want a change for Ireland too, but we need leaders, not satirical writers. You could write criticizing landlords of England, but you have to make solutions for that problem. Only in that way we can motivate all the people in Ireland and really make a change. I am pretty sure that if we incentivate our people they will respond. Let&#8217;s make a better proposal, a proposal for liberty, a proposal for equal right, a proposal for hapiness, a proposal for patriotism. Let&#8217;s teach our people this values and take them to be better lives and for me the only way is a war. We will never be able to get free from the chains that holds us in the same place if we do not defeat England. I know this seems as atrocious as your &#8220;modest proposal&#8221; but it is the only way I see to freedom. They have taken so much from us, our food, our money, our pride, our honor, but they will never take the power of will, the will of having a better life for us. Join me to see our country in glory! Instead of eating our babies, let&#8217;s train them for war. Instead of calling woman a breeder, call them heroines because they are giving us the future leaders and fighters.</p>
<p>When you talked about eating catholics, that made me really angry. I do not know what religion you are, but we, the catholics of Ireland should join against the anglicans of England. Let us join, no matter religion, for a common cause: for our liberty. If you think that maybe war is not the solution, let us then protest in peace. Let us walk through all England protesting and marching until they finally accept our liberty. Start to spread the word through all Ireland that we will pay not one cent more to the English. Let us face them and tell them we do not want to be dominated by them, that we are free men and that we will never accept what they are doing. Let us tell the king of England and all of the landlords that dominate us that we will no longer subjugate to them, that from now on we will live our lives as we please and we will eat what we want. Tell them Ireland says they do not want to be subjugated and dominated any more, that we will make them pay for all the atrocities they have done to us. I know the English fear that we make a rebellion, deep in my heart and if they do not fear us lets make them fear. Let&#8217;s make them fear our spears, let&#8217;s make them fear our swords, let&#8217;s make them fear our arrows, let&#8217;s make them fear our fury, let&#8217;s make them fear our courage, but most important let&#8217;s make them fear that we are free men!</p>
<p>I know that for you the worst thing those English bastards are doing to us is making our people poor, but it is not the worst thing of all. The worst thing above everything is that they are taking our freedom, a freedom that has been given to us from the time we are born. They are taking away what we believe in and what we deserve. This is what we should fight for, not as your &#8220;modest proposal&#8221;. You will see that when we finally get our desired freedom from those English landlords you and I and every person who lives in Ireland will drink the best wine and eat the best quality of pork. Everyone will be so proud of getting their independence and living a wonderful life with all the pleasures it has.</p>
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		<description><![CDATA[Section 1   1.________________Biological Changes_________ occur during adolescence. 2.________Adolescent growth spurt______________ time of rapid growth during which most adolescents grow 8 to 12 inches in height. 3.________Adolescence_________________ begins with the onset of puberty. 4.________Puberty_________________ the specific developmental changes that lead to the ability to reproduce. 5._____Primary sex characteristics_____________ characteristics that are directly involved in reproduction. [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=crosty77.wordpress.com&amp;blog=2576071&amp;post=54&amp;subd=crosty77&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><span style="font-size:xx-small;font-family:Arial;">Section 1</span></p>
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<p><span style="font-size:xx-small;font-family:Arial;">1.________________Biological Changes_________ occur during adolescence.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size:xx-small;font-family:Arial;">2.________Adolescent growth spurt______________ time of rapid growth during which most adolescents grow 8 to 12 inches in height.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size:xx-small;font-family:Arial;">3.________Adolescence_________________ begins with the onset of puberty.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size:xx-small;font-family:Arial;">4.________Puberty_________________ the specific developmental changes that lead to the ability to reproduce.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size:xx-small;font-family:Arial;">5._____Primary sex characteristics_____________ characteristics that are directly involved in reproduction.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size:xx-small;font-family:Arial;">6._________Secondary sex characteristics_____________ characteristics that distinguish males and females but are not directly involved in reproduction.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size:xx-small;font-family:Arial;">7.______Hormones_____________ present in children of both sexes from birth.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size:xx-small;font-family:Arial;">8.___________Testosterone______________ hormone that increases in males during puberty.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size:xx-small;font-family:Arial;">9.__________Estrogen_______________ hormone that increases in females during puberty.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size:xx-small;font-family:Arial;">10.___________Menarche______________ first menstruation</span></p>
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<p><span style="font-size:xx-small;font-family:Arial;">Section 2</span></p>
<p> <span style="font-size:xx-small;font-family:Arial;">1. Research suggests that hormones have some effect on the activity level, mood swings, and aggressive tendencies of many adolescents.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size:xx-small;font-family:Arial;">True</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size:xx-small;font-family:Arial;">2. Adolescence is a psychological concept as well as a biological concept.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size:xx-small;font-family:Arial;">true</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size:xx-small;font-family:Arial;">3. During adolescence, parent-child relationships are unchanged</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size:xx-small;font-family:Arial;">False</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size:xx-small;font-family:Arial;">4. The adolescent quest for independence may lead to less time spent with family.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size:xx-small;font-family:Arial;">True</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size:xx-small;font-family:Arial;">5. Adolescents who feel close to their parents tend to show greater self-reliance than those who are distant from their parents.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size:xx-small;font-family:Arial;">True</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size:xx-small;font-family:Arial;">6. Adolescents tend to interact with their fathers more than they do with their mothers.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size:xx-small;font-family:Arial;">False</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size:xx-small;font-family:Arial;">7. The transition from childhood to adolescence involves a decrease in the importance of peers.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size:xx-small;font-family:Arial;">False</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size:xx-small;font-family:Arial;">8. Cliques are peer groups of 5 to 10 people who spend a great deal of time with one another.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size:xx-small;font-family:Arial;">True</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size:xx-small;font-family:Arial;">9. Parental and peer influences never coincide.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size:xx-small;font-family:Arial;">False</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size:xx-small;font-family:Arial;">10. Peer pressure peaks at about age 19</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size:xx-small;font-family:Arial;">False</span></p>
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