Problem: Last Sunday , we opted for a simple way to spend the last few hours of the weekend - walking and exploring the neigbourhood . Enticed by a makeshift bazaar that was assembled on one of the sois , we burrowed into that lane and let the sights and sounds encountered along the way to dictate the directions . I reckoned we spent some three hours loitering around the neigbhourhood before we got caught in the rains .

Why might we have decided to explore ?

A: We wanted to see new things in the neighborhood

Problem: Oh the honesty hurts . But the longer I ' m there , the more I get attached . It 's a class of 19 and is , lucky for me , the most wild of the two 3rd and 4th grade classrooms . Mostly due to the presence of some very active boys .

What may be a fact about the person who is talking ?

A: They are a teacher .

Problem: He held so tightly that his knuckles turned white , and his body flickered with a purplish shimmer . He had to stay in control . He had to .

What might be true of him ?

A:
He has a hard time keeping a grip on his emotions .