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      <description>Identify 2 pieces of evidence that could help you make an inference. Label the evidence as implicit or explicit.</description>
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         <title>Esperanza Rising, Text Excerpt</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>"Poppy, I want to feel it," she said. "Come." They walked to the end of the row, where the incline of the land formed a grassy swell.<br><br>Papa lay down on his stomach and looked up at her, patting the ground next to him. Esperanza smoothed her dress and knelt down. Then, like a caterpillar, she slowly inched flat next to him, their faces looking at each other. The warm sun pressed on one of Esperanza's cheeks and the warm earth on the other.<br><br>She giggled.<br><br>"Shhh," he said. "You can only feel the earth's heartbeat when you are still and quiet." She swallowed her laughter and after a moment said, "I can't hear it, Poppy,"<br><br>"Aguantate tantito y la fruta caera en tu mano," he said. "Wait a little while and the fruit will fall in your hand. You must be patient, Esperanza."<br><br>She waited and lay silent, watching Papa's eyes. And then she felt it. Softly at first. A gentle thumping. Then stronger. A resounding thud, thud, thud against her body.<br><br>She could hear it, too. The beat rushing in her ears. Shoomp, shoomp, shoomp.<br><br>She stared at Papa, not wanting to say a word. Not wanting to lose the sound. Not wanting to forget the feel of the heart of the valley.<br><br>She pressed closer to the ground, until her body was breathing with the earth's. And with Papa's. The three hearts beating together.<br><br>She smiled at Papa, not needing to talk, her eyes saying everything.<br><br>And his smile answered hers. Telling her that he knew she had felt it.</div>]]></description>
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