In the story Nothing Constant "Nothing is constant but change."

—Heraclitus, an ancient Greek philosopher

1

It was the last day of school; the kids were gone, the books had been collected, and Principal Drake was handing out final paychecks. This was normally a relaxed meeting at which teachers wearing casual clothes smiled and wished each other well for the summer. But no one was smiling today, because a story in the local newspaper had exploded like a crack of thunder.

2

The headline read, "Board of Education Plans New Middle School," and the staff members of East Orange Elementary were rattled.

3

Principal Tom Drake opined, "I am concerned about a situation in which a newspaper already knows school district information that comes as a surprise to me and my teachers." He continued, "But of far greater concern is what this means for us, for our colleagues at West Orange,

D. He encourages people to accept change without fear.

Explanation:

Mr. French encouraged all the teachers in the meeting to accept change without fear. This was because of the apprehension that loomed over them as they learned of the new middle school that was to be built by the school board. Most of the teachers including the Principal feared that they might lose their jobs. Mrs. Green believed that the change would affect her since she was not so skilled in the use of computers.

Mr. French was the voice of reason in the room who allayed the fears of the teachers by assuring them that they could adjust to change just as their graduating students adjusted to change in their new schools.

hmm, sadly there is no dialogue. there is no place in the story where he is talking to anyone. it's more of just describing what he eats and where he sleeps. you have to become anne frank, give details of where you are, what other folks look like, how the environment is. have a little bit of dialogue tell of what people are specifically saying. anne frank talked about her entire household including the people, the objects, the lighting, the food they ate, and even the smell in the air. there has to be more to your diary entries, the whole story in its current state is only about peter van daan, the food, the sounds, and where he sleeps. also he seems to be writing only once a year yet more than that happened from day to day. for a friend, i can you write it out, if you want.

may i know the title of the book?