The hourly wages earned by 20 employees are shown in the first box-and-whisker plot below. The person earning $15 per hour quits and is replaced with a person earning $8 per hour. The graph of the resulting salaries is shown in plot 2. A box-and-whisker plot is shown. The number line goes from 7 to 15. The whiskers range from 8 to 15, and the box ranges from 8. 8 to 10. 2. A line divides the box at 9. 5. Plot 1 a box-and-whisker plot is shown. The number line goes from 7 to 15. The whiskers range from 8 to 11, and the box ranges from 8. 7 to 10. A line divides the box at 9. 6. Plot 2 how does the mean and median change from plot 1 to plot 2? the mean and median remain the same. The mean decreases, and the median remains the same. The mean remains the same, and the median decreases. The mean and median decrease

indirect competition   is the conflict between vendors whose products or services are not the same but that could satisfy the same consumer need.

answer: compare a myth legend, or classic work of literature of you choice to a modern work that reinterprets it.focus on the similarities in theme between the newer work and the original, and provide examples that illustrate these themes from both works. the modern work may be any novel, movie, play, short story, or other storytelling medium with which you’re familiars long as it is clearly inspired by a myth, legend, or classic work of literature.

short-response prompt  

read the following excerpt from “fish cheeks” by amy tannin which tan recounts a christmas eve dinner.  

i fell in love with the minister’s son the winter i turned fourteen. he was not chinese, but as white as mary in the manger. for christmas i prayed for this blond-haired boy, robert, and a slim new american nose.  

on christmas eve i saw that my mother had outdone herself in creating a strange menu. she was pulling black veins out of the backs of fleshy prawns. the kitchen was littered with appalling mounds of raw food: a slimy rock cod with bulging fish eyes that pleaded not to be thrown into a pan of hot oil. tofu, which looked like stacked wedges of rubbery white sponges. a howl soaking dried fungus back to life. a plate of squid, their backs crisscrossed with knife markings so they resembled bicycle tires.  

after everyone had gone, my mother said to me. “you want to be the same as american girls on the outside.” she handed me an early gift. it was a miniskirt in beige tweed. “but in side you must always be chinese. you must be proud you are different. your only shame is to have shame.”