SAT Vocabulary: Attitudes

A toddler shelved a picture book with the pages facing out, and the librarian's amused smile gave her away.

Eli checked his pocket twice for the permission slip and stayed anxious until the bus door closed.

Nora's apologetic smile came right after the flour hit the kitchen floor, and she already had the broom.

After snapping at a teammate, the captain kept his eyes on his shoes, ashamed to face the bench.

The clerk brought out the exact coat Priya had tried to describe, and she stood astonished at the counter.

Whenever coworkers mentioned the old manager, Jordan's bitter tone returned, years after he lost the promotion.

In the last scene, the understudy made a bold entrance and stepped into the light without a cue.

Bees circled the roses, yet the gardener's calm hands kept pruning.

Wet planks lined the dock, and the sailor moved in a cautious way, testing each board.

Maya hummed while she watered the fern, a cheerful sound in the sunny apartment.

The new student cried about missing home, and the school nurse stayed compassionate, sitting with him until he could speak.

Weeks of practice showed when Luis stepped up for the penalty kick, confident in his plant foot.

Two copies of the same title sat on opposite shelves, which left Sam confused about which one the list meant.

Without a word, the reviewer slid the draft back, and the contemptuous sniff said the rest.

Rosa sat by the ducks with a warm pretzel, content and in no hurry to leave the park.

Smoke rose from the hayloft, and the young farmer ran toward the barn, courageous enough to go in with a wet blanket.

A curious child pressed close to the bakery glass to see how the dough was twisted.

When the driver offered a free transfer, the cynical passenger assumed the company was only trying to look generous.

Theo blamed the oven timer the moment anyone mentioned the burnt cookies, defensive about the whole batch.

Arms folded, the student gave a defiant answer and would not step back into the classroom.

Opening night ended in a standing cheer, and the director was delighted enough to hug the stage manager.

Cole pushed his lunch aside and watched rain streak the apartment window, too depressed to take a bite.

The last ferry was already pulling away, and Nina waved both arms, desperate for the captain to see her.

The ball slipped past the goalie's glove in the final minute, and her disappointed shout died in the net.

A sour smell rose from the forgotten leftovers, and Leo turned away disgusted.

Evening was close, and the editor sounded doubtful that the article would be ready in time.

Sunflower seeds were still in the packet, and the children were eager to get them into the garden before the rain.

In a quiet voice, Amir made an earnest promise to return the atlas the next afternoon.

The coupon failed at the scanner, and Hana stepped aside embarrassed so the line could move.

Jill sat on the rug and listened, empathetic, after her roommate shared the bad news.

Even the simple warm-up laps got a cheer from the new coach, who stayed enthusiastic through every drill.

The blue ribbon on a classmate's drawing left Kim envious for the rest of the art show.

Riders kept missing the bell, and by the third stop the driver sounded exasperated as he repeated the rule.

The park gate swung open and the puppy spun in excited circles.

Thunder rolled over the pasture, and the lambs bunched together, fearful of the next boom.

The same spreadsheet error kept returning, and Owen shoved his chair back, frustrated with the frozen cell.

Neighbors brought soup after Grandma's long diner shift, and she was grateful enough to send them home with bread.

Free samples disappeared fast once the greedy customer took every piece still on the tray.

Ben smoothed a dog-eared page flat again, guilty about the crease he had made.

Frost had nipped the garden, but the gardener stayed hopeful that the tomatoes would still turn red.

A hostile gull screeched and dove at anyone who stepped near its nest on the piling.

Before the final bow, the lead actor thanked the crew, humble about the night that had gone so well.

Another red light held the bus, and Marco tapped his foot, impatient for the doors to open at his stop.

The field-trip vote went around the room, and Riley stayed indifferent, hand never leaving his lap.

One loaf of bread rang up twice, and the customer grew indignant before the clerk voided the extra charge.

In the lobby group photo, Chris slipped behind a taller neighbor, insecure about standing in front.

Dana read the poem on the library bulletin board and opened a blank notebook, inspired to try a few lines of her own.

Keyboard clicking from the next desk never stopped, and the intern put in earplugs, irritated by the noise.

Noah kept glancing at his phone while his friend laughed through the picnic with someone new, jealous of every shared joke.

The harvest picnic was joyful, with fiddles playing beside a wagon full of apples.

The new apartment was quiet on the first night, and Elena called her sister because she was lonely.

From the bench, one teammate cheered every play, loyal even when he did not take the field.

Empty boats rocked at the dock in the dusk, and he sat melancholy, saying nothing.

Rain soaked Priya's coat, the bus was late, and she sat miserable against the fogged window.

Ana had the highest score and still gave the credit to her study group, modest about her own name on the paper.

In the theater wings, the singer smoothed her sleeve again and again, nervous about the first note.

The smell of cinnamon made Grandpa nostalgic for the bakery where he had worked as a boy.

One sunny morning was enough for the neighbor, optimistic that the whole week would stay dry.

The break-room fridge was empty in the morning, and the staff were outraged that no one had left a note.

Three Friday papers and a wall of library books left Jess overwhelmed at the long table.

The captain gave a passionate speech about playing for one another rather than for the scoreboard.

Coin by coin, the child paid for a pencil, and the clerk stayed patient at the register.

Looking at the dry corn, the farmer gave a pessimistic shake of his head and predicted a ruined harvest.

The cake rose evenly in the scratched pan, and Mom smiled, pleased with the old recipe.

When his daughter finished the poem, Dad clapped longer than anyone, proud of every line.

Plastic bottles, not fish, filled the net, and the fisherman stared puzzled at the dripping mess.

She turned back on the park path, regretful that she had snapped at her friend.

Her stop appeared through the rainy glass, and Amina let out a relieved breath.

He sat through the morning meeting almost silent, resentful that his name had been left off the project credit.

Only a whisper passed between the students when they had to share one library page, and even that was respectful.

Before the interview, Jon paced from the couch to the window, too restless to sit.

The stew needed nothing else. The cook nodded, satisfied, and dropped the spoon in the sink.

Ruth asked to see the original price tag, skeptical of the bright sale sign until she could check the numbers.

The final scene was somber, and people left the theater speaking in low voices.

She trimmed the roses her aunt had planted, and a sorrowful note came into her voice.

A crate with no label sat on the dock, and the harbor guard grew suspicious before he called it in.

The student had missed the quiz because of a late bus, and the teacher was sympathetic as she listened.

Nobody spoke in the locker room. The team stayed tense until the coach read the final score aloud.

Neighbors came to the farm to haul hay before the storm, and the family was thankful for every extra pair of hands.

A pot of soup was waiting on the stove, a thoughtful gift Luis left for his sick roommate.

Until the crowd moved on, the kitten stayed timid under the park bench.

Two schedules went up on the office board because the manager was tolerant of the team trying both.

At the final whistle the players lifted their captain, triumphant and shouting.

The reading list named two editions, and Maya asked the librarian because she was uncertain which one to take.

Lights flickered in the tunnel, and an uneasy quiet moved from seat to seat on the bus.

Frosting-side down, the cupcake hit the kitchen floor, and the child stood upset beside the rack.

Pete would not lend his classmate a pencil after the lunch joke, still vengeful about being the target.

A fox-shaped shadow crossed the fence, and the hen turned wary, gathering her chicks.

She gave the departing sailboat a wistful look and stayed on the pier until it was only a speck.

A brown stain spread on the ceiling, so Sam set a bucket under the pipe, worried it would drip all night.

Every book cart was empty before the doors opened, thanks to a zealous volunteer who would not leave a single book behind.

The neighbor carried the stray kitten in from the garden, and the child gave him an affectionate hug.

Nora volunteered for the hardest account on the new client list, ambitious to prove she could handle it.

A handwritten card waited on the crew table, an appreciative note from the cast after opening night.

Sure he could score alone, the forward played an arrogant game and refused every pass.

The self-checkout flashed a code Mr. Patel had never seen, and he stood bewildered with the bread still in his hand.

The drill repeated until the class was bored, and eyes drifted to the clock above the door.

Soccer balls rolled into the pond because the gate was left open, and the coach was furious at the edge of the grass.

Behind the cereal boxes, the twins found the cookie tin and turned gleeful, already reaching for the lid.

A ribbon hung on what was left of the oak, a sign the neighbors were grieving the tree.

At the dock ladder, the child stayed hesitant until a steady hand reached down.

Six shows in one weekend left the usher jaded, and he barely lifted his hands at the last curtain call.

The morning edition showed the front-page photo upside down, and the editor was livid before the second cup of coffee.

From the barn came a mournful lowing after the calf was led into a separate pen.

In the crowded hallway, Ken read his acceptance letter aloud, overjoyed at every line.

At sunrise the lake was serene, reeds still and no ripples beyond them.

Coins for the overdue book slid across the desk while he stayed sheepish and avoided the librarian's eyes.