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@Pizzaz11 group

@Kanaroli group

  1. Why did immigrants want to come to the United States? List at least 2 push factors and 2 pull factors.

  2. Compare and contrast the immigrant experience at Ellis Island and Angel Island.

  3. What conditions did immigrants face once they arrived in cities? List at least 2 issues/problems.

@Peter_Duende language

  1. What is the function of the whole note?

  2. On the staff, what does the 4 of the 2/4 represent? Her theory is if 2 indicates 2 counts per measure, the 4 indicates up to 4 counts?

@DuckDuck487

Due to a difference in mission and philosophy with Camp Stevens, we will no longer be using this camp for our retreats. As a result, this year’s retreat will be postponed until the spring when a new venue can determined. As always, we strive to bring the best to you and your children.

@JustALostM book

@saor_illust school 

it's 3 am and you're sitting on the roof, legs dangling over the edge as you struggle to make sense of this world. it's so big, and yet it's so small.
everything's insignificant, almost, in the sheer massiveness of the world, and yet everything matters. chaos theory. thoughts filter through your head, and you can't stop them, but it's okay. you have a blanket wrapped around you in the cold of the night, and a caramel latte in hand -- your favourite -- and you know everything is okay. inside the house below, you can almost hear the sounds of your found family shuffling about as they prepare for a giant "sleep-over" of sorts in the living-room. 

you turn your head to look over your shoulder as you hear footsteps approaching you, coming up the steps to the roof. it's dad, irish, panzer, or better known as tiarnan. he sits down next to you, legs dangled over the edge. "hey," he says, and you smile back at him in response, though you don't know if it can even be seen in the darkness of the night. you lean your head against his shoulders -- an easy feat, considering he's a foot taller than you, and continue to sip your coffee. "you ready to head back? we're ready," he says as he speaks again, breaking the silence. 

"... yeah, i think i am," you respond, smiling. you head back down the stairs and into the house, where you find odhran, francis, and aoibheann striking up a medley while sean's curled up next to the fire by aoibheann, alex and mags cuddled up with circa, and metro just vibing with everyone, sat down by hat and stroking her head like a cat. tiarnan only joins in with his brothers, taking up the harmony, and you settle down with circa and metro, gazing at the fire, utterly content with life.

everything... is okay. you wish you could tell your younger self of this heaven. you know without looking that steve is staring at you all from afar, but it's okay. he doesn't scare you, he can't hurt you from inside the house. you are safe, protected, and loved.