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Answer the following question:

Why was Rasheed upset?

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Rashid was upset because he had hopes of winning a big prize and he continued trying his luck again and again. But every time he got a trifle. People were looking at him and laughing, but no one showed any sympathy.

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Chapter 8.1: A Game of Chance - Working with the Text [Page 104]

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NCERT English - Honeysuckle Class 6
Chapter 8.1 A Game of Chance
Working with the Text | Q 5 | Page 104

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