Lectura #2: Lee el siguiente fragmento de "Carmelina" y contesta las preguntas abajo.
Carmelina lay motionless in Mama and Papa's big bed. A few hours ago, she'd been fussing and crying, trying to throw the covers off. Now she lay deathly still, her face waxy and white. "She looks like a wax statue," Gianna thought.
Mama touched Carmelina's forehead and whispered, "She's as hot as an oven."
"Is Carmelina going to be alright?" Gianna asked.
"I don't know."
"She has to be all right," Gianna said. Carmelina had been born in the middle of the war. She was only two; she couldn't die now that peace was so close.
"I don't know what to do," Mama said. Her voice was tight and shrill. Gianna could tell she was fighting back tears.