My glider is graceful, / my glider is grand, / I launch it aloft / with a flick of my hand. It smoothly ascends, / then it pauses and swoops, / it hovers in space / and turns intricate loops. A. sad
B. disappointed
C. proud

Roger looked at the door—looked at the woman then looked at the door again— for a second he thought of making a dash to escape the possible punishment but something inside him urged him to stay. Finally, went to the sink.

A. insisting
B. careful
C. confusing