Group activity day

Today my instructor put us in groups of 3 and 4 so that we could complete our activity. Our activity was to make a claim about a characters ideal of the world and what is meant by it. My groups character was Cory, Troys son. We came up with a claim and found evidence as well as commentary. During the process it wasn’t that hard the only hard thing about it was incorporating my other group members opinions. So we all worked together and had a good outcome on our claim eveidence and paragraph. All in all it was a good and productive day in AP lit.

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