Questões de Vestibular: Grupos I IV V e VI

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1 Q680639 | Matemática, Arcos, Grupos I IV V e VI, MACKENZIE, MACKENZIE

O valor de m, real, para que exista o arco que satisfaz a igualdade cos x = 2m – 5 é

2 Q680645 | Biologia, Platelmintos e Nematódeos, Grupos I IV V e VI, MACKENZIE, MACKENZIE

Identifique como verdadeiras (V) ou falsas (F) as afirmativas a respeito do celoma.


( ) Está presente a partir dos platelmintos.

( ) Trata-se de uma cavidade corpórea revestida totalmente por mesoderme.

( ) Atua no transporte de diversas substâncias (nutrientes, gases, hormônios, excretas etc) por meio do líquido celomático.

( ) Permite a diversificação dos movimentos corporais.


A sequência correta de cima para baixo é:

3 Q680640 | Matemática, Grupos I IV V e VI, MACKENZIE, MACKENZIE

Quantos números distintos de 4 algarismos são tais que o produto de seus algarismos é igual a 420?

4 Q680636 | Inglês, Grupos I IV V e VI, MACKENZIE, MACKENZIE

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HOME

They rose up like men. We saw them. Like men they stood.

We shouldn’t have been anywhere near that place. Like most farmland outside Lotus, Georgia, this here one had plenty scary warning signs. The threats hung from wire mesh fences with wooden stakes every fifty or so feet. But when we saw a crawl space that some animal had dug—a coyote maybe, or a coon dog—we couldn’t resist. Just kids we were.The grass was shoulder high for her and waist high for me so, looking out for snakes, we crawled through it on our bellies.The reward was worth the harm grass juice and clouds of gnats did to our eyes, because there right in front of us, about fifty yards off, they stood like men. Their raised hooves crashing and striking, their manes tossing back from wild white eyes. They bit each other like dogs but when they stood, reared up on their hind legs, their forelegs around the withers of the other, we held our breath in wonder. One was rust-colored, the other deep black, both sunny with sweat. The neighs were not as frightening as the silence following a kick of hind legs into the lifted lips of the opponent. Nearby, colts and mares, indifferent, nibbled grass or looked away. Then it stopped. The rust-colored one dropped his head and pawed the ground while the winner loped off in an arc, nudging the mares before him.

As we elbowed back through the grass looking for the dug-out place, avoiding the line of parked trucks beyond, we lost our way. Although it took forever to re-sight the fence, neither of us panicked until we heard voices, urgent but low. Igrabbedher arm and put a finger to my lips. Never lifting our heads, just peeping through the grass, we saw them pull a body from a wheelbarrow and throw it into a hole already waiting. One foot stuck up over the edge andquivered, as though it could get out, as though with a little effort it could break through the dirt being shoveled in. We could not see the faces of the men doing the burying, only their trousers; but we saw the edge of a spade drive the jerking foot down to join the rest of itself. When she saw that black foot with its creamy pink and mud-streaked sole beingwhackedinto the grave, her whole body began to shake. I hugged her shoulders tight and tried to pull her trembling into my own bones because, as a brother four years older, I thought I could handle it. The men were long gone and the moon was a cantaloupe by the time we felt safe enough to disturb even one blade of grass and move on our stomachs, searching for the scooped-out part under the fence. When we got home we expected to be whipped or at leastscoldedfor stayingout so late, but the grown-ups did not notice us. Some disturbance had their attention.

Since you’re set on telling my story, whatever you think and whatever you write down, know this: I really forgot about the burial. I only remembered the horses. They were so beautiful. So brutal. And they stood like men.

SOURCE: Excerpted from MORRISON,Toni. Home(2012), Harmondsworth: Penguin, 2012.

The words in the box below have been undelined in the text. Choose the option that indicates the correct synonym for each of the words in the order they appear in the text:
grabbed quivered whacked scolded

5 Q680633 | Texto associado, Modernismo, Grupos I IV V e VI, MACKENZIE, MACKENZIE

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They rose up like men. We saw them. Like men they stood.

We shouldn’t have been anywhere near that place. Like most farmland outside Lotus, Georgia, this here one had plenty scary warning signs. The threats hung from wire mesh fences with wooden stakes every fifty or so feet. But when we saw a crawl space that some animal had dug—a coyote maybe, or a coon dog—we couldn’t resist. Just kids we were.The grass was shoulder high for her and waist high for me so, looking out for snakes, we crawled through it on our bellies.The reward was worth the harm grass juice and clouds of gnats did to our eyes, because there right in front of us, about fifty yards off, they stood like men. Their raised hooves crashing and striking, their manes tossing back from wild white eyes. They bit each other like dogs but when they stood, reared up on their hind legs, their forelegs around the withers of the other, we held our breath in wonder. One was rust-colored, the other deep black, both sunny with sweat. The neighs were not as frightening as the silence following a kick of hind legs into the lifted lips of the opponent. Nearby, colts and mares, indifferent, nibbled grass or looked away. Then it stopped. The rust-colored one dropped his head and pawed the ground while the winner loped off in an arc, nudging the mares before him.

As we elbowed back through the grass looking for the dug-out place, avoiding the line of parked trucks beyond, we lost our way. Although it took forever to re-sight the fence, neither of us panicked until we heard voices, urgent but low. Igrabbedher arm and put a finger to my lips. Never lifting our heads, just peeping through the grass, we saw them pull a body from a wheelbarrow and throw it into a hole already waiting. One foot stuck up over the edge andquivered, as though it could get out, as though with a little effort it could break through the dirt being shoveled in. We could not see the faces of the men doing the burying, only their trousers; but we saw the edge of a spade drive the jerking foot down to join the rest of itself. When she saw that black foot with its creamy pink and mud-streaked sole beingwhackedinto the grave, her whole body began to shake. I hugged her shoulders tight and tried to pull her trembling into my own bones because, as a brother four years older, I thought I could handle it. The men were long gone and the moon was a cantaloupe by the time we felt safe enough to disturb even one blade of grass and move on our stomachs, searching for the scooped-out part under the fence. When we got home we expected to be whipped or at leastscoldedfor stayingout so late, but the grown-ups did not notice us. Some disturbance had their attention.

Since you’re set on telling my story, whatever you think and whatever you write down, know this: I really forgot about the burial. I only remembered the horses. They were so beautiful. So brutal. And they stood like men.

SOURCE: Excerpted from MORRISON,Toni. Home(2012), Harmondsworth: Penguin, 2012.

Assinale a alternativa correta sobre a produção literária brasileira ao longo do Século XIX.

6 Q680638 | Inglês, Grupos I IV V e VI, MACKENZIE, MACKENZIE

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Woman in India admits poisoning six family members with cyanide

Murders took place over 14-year period and each victim ate a meal prepared by the killer


A woman in the southern Indian state of Kerala has confessed to poisoning six members of her family over a 14-year period by adding cyanide to their food.
Police began investigating earlier this year when the brother-in-law of 47-year-old suspect Jolly Thomas became suspicious that she may have forged his parents’ will.
Authorities discovered that Thomas had been at the scene of all six deaths, and that each death had occurred after eating a meal she had prepared. Up to that point the deaths had not been treated as suspicious because of the timeframe.
Thomas, a popular member of the community in Kozhikode, was allegedly motivated by wanting control of the family finances and property, police said.
According to police, the first poisoning was of Thomas’s mother-in-law, who died in 2002 after eating mutton soup. In 2008, her-father-in-law died, followed by her husband in 2011, who police said died after eating rice and curry. An autopsy conducted on his body at the time confirmed poisonous substances in his stomach, but police treated his death as suicide.
Thomas’s husband’s uncle was then allegedly given coffee laced with cyanide as punishment for insisting that a postmortem be carried out on his nephew.
In 2014, police said Thomas killed the two-year-old daughter of her dead husband’s cousin, Scaria Shaju. The cousin’s wife was then killed in 2016. A year later Thomas and Shaju married.
Shaju told police he had no idea that Thomas was behind his wife and daughter’s death, but he has been arrested along with a third person.
On Friday, police exhumed remains from the local cemetery and said that they confirmed cyanide poisoning in each of the deaths. On Monday, they said Thomas confessed to all the murders.

SOURCE: https://www.theguardian.com/world/2019/oct/07/woman-in-india-admitspoisoning-six-family-members-with-cyanide access on Oct. 7th, 2019.

Consider this excerpt and answer: “Authorities discovered that Thomas had been at the scene of all six deaths, and that each death had occurred after eating a meal she had prepared.” This suggests that:

7 Q680647 | Biologia, Sistema Respiratório Humano, Grupos I IV V e VI, MACKENZIE, MACKENZIE

Na respiração associada à circulação humana,

8 Q680634 | Inglês, Grupos I IV V e VI, MACKENZIE, MACKENZIE

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HOME

They rose up like men. We saw them. Like men they stood.

We shouldn’t have been anywhere near that place. Like most farmland outside Lotus, Georgia, this here one had plenty scary warning signs. The threats hung from wire mesh fences with wooden stakes every fifty or so feet. But when we saw a crawl space that some animal had dug—a coyote maybe, or a coon dog—we couldn’t resist. Just kids we were.The grass was shoulder high for her and waist high for me so, looking out for snakes, we crawled through it on our bellies.The reward was worth the harm grass juice and clouds of gnats did to our eyes, because there right in front of us, about fifty yards off, they stood like men. Their raised hooves crashing and striking, their manes tossing back from wild white eyes. They bit each other like dogs but when they stood, reared up on their hind legs, their forelegs around the withers of the other, we held our breath in wonder. One was rust-colored, the other deep black, both sunny with sweat. The neighs were not as frightening as the silence following a kick of hind legs into the lifted lips of the opponent. Nearby, colts and mares, indifferent, nibbled grass or looked away. Then it stopped. The rust-colored one dropped his head and pawed the ground while the winner loped off in an arc, nudging the mares before him.

As we elbowed back through the grass looking for the dug-out place, avoiding the line of parked trucks beyond, we lost our way. Although it took forever to re-sight the fence, neither of us panicked until we heard voices, urgent but low. Igrabbedher arm and put a finger to my lips. Never lifting our heads, just peeping through the grass, we saw them pull a body from a wheelbarrow and throw it into a hole already waiting. One foot stuck up over the edge andquivered, as though it could get out, as though with a little effort it could break through the dirt being shoveled in. We could not see the faces of the men doing the burying, only their trousers; but we saw the edge of a spade drive the jerking foot down to join the rest of itself. When she saw that black foot with its creamy pink and mud-streaked sole beingwhackedinto the grave, her whole body began to shake. I hugged her shoulders tight and tried to pull her trembling into my own bones because, as a brother four years older, I thought I could handle it. The men were long gone and the moon was a cantaloupe by the time we felt safe enough to disturb even one blade of grass and move on our stomachs, searching for the scooped-out part under the fence. When we got home we expected to be whipped or at leastscoldedfor stayingout so late, but the grown-ups did not notice us. Some disturbance had their attention.

Since you’re set on telling my story, whatever you think and whatever you write down, know this: I really forgot about the burial. I only remembered the horses. They were so beautiful. So brutal. And they stood like men.

SOURCE: Excerpted from MORRISON,Toni. Home(2012), Harmondsworth: Penguin, 2012.

Considering the text, answer the question: Who were they in: “Like men they stood.” (1st line)

10 Q680652 | Conhecimentos Gerais, Política, Grupos I IV V e VI, MACKENZIE, MACKENZIE

“ A política externa do Barão do Rio Branco (1903-1912), orientada pela aceitação tácita da Doutrina Monroe e do corolário que o presidente Theodore Roosevelt lhe aplicou, para uma aliança tácita com o Estados Unidos, refletiu uma situação em que o Brasil dependia em cerca de 60% a 70% das exportações de café e estas, em igual proporção, do mercado norte-americano. Naquelas circunstâncias, constituiu igualmente um meio de enfrentar as pressões financeiras da Grã-Bretanha, tradicional credor da nação, bem como as ameaças da Argentina, coligada eventualmente com outros países do continente.”
(BANDEIRA, Moniz. Brasil-Estados Unidos: A rivalidade emergente. Rio de Janeiro: Civilização Brasileira; 1989. p.25-26)
Sobre a política externa brasileira e norte americana do início do século XX, é correto afirmar que
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