@pie-element/select-text 9.5.11-next.22 → 9.5.11-next.25

package/module/demo.js

@@ -230,109 +230,52 @@ generate.model = (id, element) => {
         '<p>Select the sentence from&#160;&#34;The Gymnast&#34; that <span class="relative-emphasis">best</span> represents the theme.</p>',
       rationale:
         '<p>The final sentence of the passage best exemplifies the theme of the short story because Natasha&#39;s practice and determination finally pays off.</p>',
-      // tokens: [
-      //   {
-      //     text: 'She thought about what she had to do, struggling to rein in her wild, fearful thoughts.',
-      //     end: 90,
-      //     start: 3,
-      //     correct: false,
-      //   },
-      //   {
-      //     start: 449,
-      //     end: 585,
-      //     text: 'Just for a hair of a moment, Natasha wondered if she really wanted a perfect 10, so weary was she of trying for but never achieving one.',
-      //     correct: false,
-      //   },
-      //   {
-      //     end: 627,
-      //     correct: false,
-      //     text: 'At last Natasha\'s moment arrived.',
-      //     start: 594,
-      //   },
-      //   {
-      //     end: 743,
-      //     text: 'The faces of past giants of gymnastics swam before her mind\'s eye, now razor&#8211;sharp with fierce determination.',
-      //     correct: false,
-      //     start: 628,
-      //   },
-      //   {
-      //     text: 'Suddenly, the din of the gymnasium was silent to her.',
-      //     end: 997,
-      //     correct: false,
-      //     start: 944,
-      //   },
-      //   {
-      //     end: 1087,
-      //     start: 998,
-      //     correct: false,
-      //     text: 'Forcing all sound out of her mind, she focused on the gleaming balance beam ahead of her.',
-      //   },
-      //   {
-      //     correct: true,
-      //     start: 1088,
-      //     end: 1225,
-      //     text: 'Taking a deep breath, Natasha made her graceful, yet powerful approach, mounted the beam flawlessly, and...executed her first perfect 10.',
-      //   },
-      // ],
-      // "element": "select-text",
-      // text: '<p>She thought about what she had to do, struggling to rein in her wild, fearful thoughts. Coach Cummings always said that an undisciplined mind never scored a perfect 10. Natasha wanted to please her Coach, yet sometimes his approval wasn\'t as exciting as his anger. The gymnasts were unanimous about one thing: Coach Cummings\'s fits of disapproving rage were much more humorous to witness than his infrequent, backslapping moments of high praise. Just for a hair of a moment, Natasha wondered if she really wanted a perfect 10, so weary was she of trying for but never achieving one.</p>\n\n<p>At last Natasha\'s moment arrived. The faces of past giants of gymnastics swam before her mind\'s eye, now razor&#8211;sharp with fierce determination. "I am talented. I am not afraid. I will make a perfect 10," she spoke aloud to herself, as she approached the mat, dusted her hands with chalk to prevent slippage, and returned to her starting point. Suddenly, the din of the gymnasium was silent to her. Forcing all sound out of her mind, she focused on the gleaming balance beam ahead of her. Taking a deep breath, Natasha made her graceful, yet powerful approach, mounted the beam flawlessly, and...executed her first perfect 10.</p>\n',
       tokens: [
-        // {
-        //   id: '0-30-1751440197593',
-        //   quote: 'She thought about what she had',
-        //   start: 0,
-        //   end: 30,
-        // },
-        // {
-        //   id: '185-206-1751440199435',
-        //   quote: 'o please her Coach, y',
-        //   start: 185,
-        //   end: 206,
-        // },
-        // {
-        //   id: '356-379-1751440202337',
-        //   quote: 'e much more humorous to',
-        //   start: 356,
-        //   end: 379,
-        // },
-        // {
-        //   id: '0-88-1751443110733',
-        //   quote: 'She thought about what she had to do, struggling to rein in her wild, fearful thoughts. ',
-        //   start: 0,
-        //   end: 88,
-        // },
-        // {
-        //   id: '590-607-1751443116013',
-        //   quote: "Át last Ñatasha's",
-        //   start: 590,
-        //   end: 607,
-        // },
-        // {
-        //   id: '624-641-1751443118643',
-        //   quote: 'The faces of past',
-        //   start: 624,
-        //   end: 641,
-        // },
-        // {
-        //   id: '1223-1231-1751443121777',
-        //   quote: 'header 2',
-        //   start: 1223,
-        //   end: 1231,
-        // },
-        // {
-        //   id: '358-376-1751443129379',
-        //   quote: '»»» were much more',
-        //   start: 358,
-        //   end: 376,
-        // },
-        // {
-        //   id: '137-154-1751443132310',
-        //   quote: 'mind never scored',
-        //   start: 137,
-        //   end: 154,
-        // },
+        {
+          text: 'She thought about what she had to do, struggling to rein in her wild, fearful thoughts.',
+          end: 90,
+          start: 3,
+          correct: false,
+        },
+        {
+          start: 449,
+          end: 585,
+          text: 'Just for a hair of a moment, Natasha wondered if she really wanted a perfect 10, so weary was she of trying for but never achieving one.',
+          correct: false,
+        },
+        {
+          end: 627,
+          correct: false,
+          text: "At last Natasha's moment arrived.",
+          start: 594,
+        },
+        {
+          end: 743,
+          text: "The faces of past giants of gymnastics swam before her mind's eye, now razor&#8211;sharp with fierce determination.",
+          correct: false,
+          start: 628,
+        },
+        {
+          text: 'Suddenly, the din of the gymnasium was silent to her.',
+          end: 997,
+          correct: false,
+          start: 944,
+        },
+        {
+          end: 1087,
+          start: 998,
+          correct: false,
+          text: 'Forcing all sound out of her mind, she focused on the gleaming balance beam ahead of her.',
+        },
+        {
+          correct: true,
+          start: 1088,
+          end: 1225,
+          text: 'Taking a deep breath, Natasha made her graceful, yet powerful approach, mounted the beam flawlessly, and...executed her first perfect 10.',
+        },
       ],
-      text: '<p>She thought about what she had to do, <u>struggling to rein</u> in her wild, <b>fearful thoughts</b>. Coach Cummings always said that an undisciplined mind <sup>never scored </sup>a perfect 10. Natasha  €€€ wanted to please her Coach, yet sometimes his approval wasn&#x27;t as exciting as his anger. The gymnasts were unanimous about one thing: Coach Cummings&#x27;s fits of disapproving rage »»» were much more humorous to witness than his infrequent, backslapping moments of high praise. Just for a hair of a moment, Natasha wondered if she really wanted a perfect 10, so weary was she of trying for but never achieving one</p><p><em>Át last Ñatasha&#x27;s moment arrived.</em> The <s>faces</s> of past giants of gymnastics swam before her mind&#x27;s eye, now razor–sharp with fierce determination. &quot;I am talented. I am not afraid. I will make a perfect 10,&quot; she spoke aloud to herself, as she approached the mat, dusted her hands with chalk to prevent slippage, and returned to her starting point. Suddenly, the din of the gymnasium was silent to her. Forcing all sound out of her mind, she focused on the gleaming balance beam ahead of her. Taking a deep breath, Natasha made her graceful, yet powerful approach, mounted the beam flawlessly, and...executed her first perfect 10.</p><p></p><table border="1"><tbody><tr><td><p>header 1</p></td><td><p>header 2</p></td></tr><tr><td><p>row </p></td><td><p>row</p></td></tr></tbody></table><div></div>',
+      // "element": "select-text",
+      text: "<p>She thought about what she had to do, struggling to rein in her wild, fearful thoughts. Coach Cummings always said that an undisciplined mind never scored a perfect 10. Natasha wanted to please her Coach, yet sometimes his approval wasn't as exciting as his anger. The gymnasts were unanimous about one thing: Coach Cummings's fits of disapproving rage were much more humorous to witness than his infrequent, backslapping moments of high praise. Just for a hair of a moment, Natasha wondered if she really wanted a perfect 10, so weary was she of trying for but never achieving one.</p>\n\n<p>At last Natasha's moment arrived. The faces of past giants of gymnastics swam before her mind's eye, now razor&#8211;sharp with fierce determination. \"I am talented. I am not afraid. I will make a perfect 10,\" she spoke aloud to herself, as she approached the mat, dusted her hands with chalk to prevent slippage, and returned to her starting point. Suddenly, the din of the gymnasium was silent to her. Forcing all sound out of her mind, she focused on the gleaming balance beam ahead of her. Taking a deep breath, Natasha made her graceful, yet powerful approach, mounted the beam flawlessly, and...executed her first perfect 10.</p>\n",
       rubricEnabled: false,
     }),
   );

package/module/element.js

@@ -1,5 +1,5 @@
-import {_dll_react, _dll_prop_types, _dll_react_dom, _dll_classnames, _dll_debug, _dll_lodash, _dll_react_dom_server, _dll_pie_lib__pie_toolbox_math_rendering} from "../../../@pie-lib/pie-toolbox-math-rendering-module@5.1.4/module/index.js";
-import {_dll_pie_lib__pie_toolbox_correct_answer_toggle, _dll_pie_lib__pie_toolbox_render_ui} from "../../../@pie-lib/pie-toolbox-module@8.1.1/module/index.js";
+import {_dll_react, _dll_prop_types, _dll_react_dom, _dll_classnames, _dll_debug, _dll_lodash, _dll_react_dom_server, _dll_pie_lib__pie_toolbox_math_rendering} from "../../../@pie-lib/pie-toolbox-math-rendering-module@5.2.0/module/index.js";
+import {_dll_pie_lib__pie_toolbox_correct_answer_toggle, _dll_pie_lib__pie_toolbox_render_ui} from "../../../@pie-lib/pie-toolbox-module@8.2.0/module/index.js";
 var commonjsGlobal = typeof globalThis !== 'undefined' ? globalThis : typeof window !== 'undefined' ? window : typeof global !== 'undefined' ? global : typeof self !== 'undefined' ? self : {};
 function getDefaultExportFromCjs(x) {
   return x && x.__esModule && Object.prototype.hasOwnProperty.call(x, 'default') ? x['default'] : x;
@@ -89,7 +89,7 @@ var _typeof$5 = {
   (module.exports = _typeof, module.exports.__esModule = true, module.exports["default"] = module.exports);
 })(_typeof$5);
 getDefaultExportFromCjs(_typeof$5.exports);
-var controls = {};
+var tokenizer$2 = {};
 var classCallCheck$1 = {
   exports: {}
 };
@@ -126,6 +126,19 @@ var createClass$1 = {
   (module.exports = _createClass, module.exports.__esModule = true, module.exports["default"] = module.exports);
 })(createClass$1);
 getDefaultExportFromCjs(createClass$1.exports);
+var assertThisInitialized$1 = {
+  exports: {}
+};
+(function (module) {
+  function _assertThisInitialized(self) {
+    if (self === void 0) {
+      throw new ReferenceError("this hasn't been initialised - super() hasn't been called");
+    }
+    return self;
+  }
+  (module.exports = _assertThisInitialized, module.exports.__esModule = true, module.exports["default"] = module.exports);
+})(assertThisInitialized$1);
+getDefaultExportFromCjs(assertThisInitialized$1.exports);
 var inherits$1 = {
   exports: {}
 };
@@ -167,19 +180,6 @@ getDefaultExportFromCjs(inherits$1.exports);
 var possibleConstructorReturn$1 = {
   exports: {}
 };
-var assertThisInitialized$1 = {
-  exports: {}
-};
-(function (module) {
-  function _assertThisInitialized(self) {
-    if (self === void 0) {
-      throw new ReferenceError("this hasn't been initialised - super() hasn't been called");
-    }
-    return self;
-  }
-  (module.exports = _assertThisInitialized, module.exports.__esModule = true, module.exports["default"] = module.exports);
-})(assertThisInitialized$1);
-getDefaultExportFromCjs(assertThisInitialized$1.exports);
 (function (module) {
   var _typeof = _typeof$5.exports["default"];
   var assertThisInitialized = assertThisInitialized$1.exports;
@@ -227,6 +227,7 @@ var defineProperty$3 = {
   (module.exports = _defineProperty, module.exports.__esModule = true, module.exports["default"] = module.exports);
 })(defineProperty$3);
 getDefaultExportFromCjs(defineProperty$3.exports);
+var controls = {};
 var Button$2 = {};
 var Button$1 = {};
 var objectWithoutProperties = {
@@ -12304,7 +12305,7 @@ var _interopRequireDefault$m = interopRequireDefault.exports;
 Object.defineProperty(color$1, "__esModule", {
   value: true
 });
-color$1.white = color$1.v = color$1.transparent = color$1.text = color$1.tertiaryLight = color$1.tertiary = color$1.secondaryText = color$1.secondaryLight = color$1.secondaryDark = color$1.secondaryBackground = color$1.secondary = color$1.primaryText = color$1.primaryLight = color$1.primaryDark = color$1.primary = color$1.missingWithIcon = color$1.missing = color$1.incorrectWithIcon = color$1.incorrectSecondary = color$1.incorrect = color$1.focusUncheckedBorder = color$1.focusUnchecked = color$1.focusCheckedBorder = color$1.focusChecked = color$1.disabledSecondary = color$1.disabled = color$1.defaults = color$1.correctWithIcon = color$1.correctSecondary = color$1.correct = color$1.borderLight = color$1.borderDark = color$1.border = color$1.black = color$1.backgroundDark = color$1.background = void 0;
+color$1.white = color$1.v = color$1.transparent = color$1.text = color$1.tertiaryLight = color$1.tertiary = color$1.secondaryText = color$1.secondaryLight = color$1.secondaryDark = color$1.secondaryBackground = color$1.secondary = color$1.primaryText = color$1.primaryLight = color$1.primaryDark = color$1.primary = color$1.missingWithIcon = color$1.missing = color$1.incorrectWithIcon = color$1.incorrectSecondary = color$1.incorrect = color$1.focusUncheckedBorder = color$1.focusUnchecked = color$1.focusCheckedBorder = color$1.focusChecked = color$1.fadedPrimary = color$1.disabledSecondary = color$1.disabled = color$1.defaults = color$1.correctWithIcon = color$1.correctSecondary = color$1.correct = color$1.borderLight = color$1.borderDark = color$1.border = color$1.black = color$1.backgroundDark = color$1.background = void 0;
 var _green = _interopRequireDefault$m(green$1);
 var _orange = _interopRequireDefault$m(orange$1);
 var _pink = _interopRequireDefault$m(pink$1);
@@ -12342,7 +12343,8 @@ var defaults = {
   FOCUS_CHECKED: '#BBDEFB',
   FOCUS_CHECKED_BORDER: '#1565C0',
   FOCUS_UNCHECKED: '#E0E0E0',
-  FOCUS_UNCHECKED_BORDER: '#757575'
+  FOCUS_UNCHECKED_BORDER: '#757575',
+  FADED_PRIMARY: '#DCDAFB'
 };
 color$1.defaults = defaults;
 Object.freeze(defaults);
@@ -12419,6 +12421,10 @@ var primaryText = function primaryText() {
   return pv('primary-text', 'text', defaults.TEXT);
 };
 color$1.primaryText = primaryText;
+var fadedPrimary = function fadedPrimary() {
+  return pv('faded-primary', defaults.FADED_PRIMARY);
+};
+color$1.fadedPrimary = fadedPrimary;
 var secondary = function secondary() {
   return pv('secondary', defaults.SECONDARY);
 };
@@ -97183,7 +97189,6 @@ const require$$14$2 = _dll_classnames;
   exports["default"] = _default;
 })(controls);
 getDefaultExportFromCjs(controls);
-var tokenizer$2 = {};
 var builder = {};
 var nlcstToString_1 = nlcstToString;
 function nlcstToString(node, separator) {
@@ -102673,8 +102678,16 @@ var en = {};
       },
       charting: {
         addCategory: 'Add category',
+        actions: 'Actions',
+        add: 'Add',
+        "delete": 'Delete',
         newLabel: 'New label',
-        reachedLimit_other: "There can't be more than {{count}} categories."
+        reachedLimit_other: "There can't be more than {{count}} categories.",
+        keyLegend: {
+          incorrectAnswer: 'Student incorrect answer',
+          correctAnswer: 'Student correct answer',
+          correctKeyAnswer: 'Answer key correct'
+        }
       },
       graphing: {
         point: 'Point',
@@ -102767,8 +102780,16 @@ var es = {};
       },
       charting: {
         addCategory: 'Añadir categoría',
+        actions: 'Acciones',
+        add: 'Añadir',
+        "delete": 'Eliminar',
         newLabel: 'Nueva etiqueta',
-        reachedLimit_other: 'No puede haber más de {{count}} categorías.'
+        reachedLimit_other: 'No puede haber más de {{count}} categorías.',
+        keyLegend: {
+          incorrectAnswer: 'Respuesta incorrecta del estudiante',
+          correctAnswer: 'Respuesta correcta del estudiante',
+          correctKeyAnswer: 'Clave de respuesta correcta'
+        }
       },
       graphing: {
         point: 'Punto',
@@ -103034,12 +103055,6 @@ utils.prepareText = prepareText$1;
   Object.defineProperty(exports, "__esModule", {
     value: true
   });
-  Object.defineProperty(exports, "Controls", {
-    enumerable: true,
-    get: function get() {
-      return _controls["default"];
-    }
-  });
   Object.defineProperty(exports, "Legend", {
     enumerable: true,
     get: function get() {
@@ -103082,7 +103097,6 @@ utils.prepareText = prepareText$1;
       return _utils.prepareText;
     }
   });
-  var _controls = _interopRequireDefault(controls);
   var _tokenizer = _interopRequireDefault(tokenizer$2);
   var _tokenSelect = _interopRequireWildcard(tokenSelect);
   var _textSelect = _interopRequireDefault(textSelect);
@@ -103134,12 +103148,6 @@ getDefaultExportFromCjs(textSelect$1);
   Object.defineProperty(exports, "__esModule", {
     value: true
   });
-  Object.defineProperty(exports, "Controls", {
-    enumerable: true,
-    get: function get() {
-      return _textSelect.Controls;
-    }
-  });
   Object.defineProperty(exports, "Legend", {
     enumerable: true,
     get: function get() {

package/module/manifest.json

@@ -4,11 +4,11 @@
   "modules": [
     {
       "name": "@pie-lib/pie-toolbox-math-rendering-module",
-      "version": "5.1.4"
+      "version": "5.2.0"
     },
     {
       "name": "@pie-lib/pie-toolbox-module",
-      "version": "8.1.1"
+      "version": "8.2.0"
     }
   ]
 }

package/module/print-demo.js

@@ -228,109 +228,52 @@ generate.model = (id, element) => {
         '<p>Select the sentence from&#160;&#34;The Gymnast&#34; that <span class="relative-emphasis">best</span> represents the theme.</p>',
       rationale:
         '<p>The final sentence of the passage best exemplifies the theme of the short story because Natasha&#39;s practice and determination finally pays off.</p>',
-      // tokens: [
-      //   {
-      //     text: 'She thought about what she had to do, struggling to rein in her wild, fearful thoughts.',
-      //     end: 90,
-      //     start: 3,
-      //     correct: false,
-      //   },
-      //   {
-      //     start: 449,
-      //     end: 585,
-      //     text: 'Just for a hair of a moment, Natasha wondered if she really wanted a perfect 10, so weary was she of trying for but never achieving one.',
-      //     correct: false,
-      //   },
-      //   {
-      //     end: 627,
-      //     correct: false,
-      //     text: 'At last Natasha\'s moment arrived.',
-      //     start: 594,
-      //   },
-      //   {
-      //     end: 743,
-      //     text: 'The faces of past giants of gymnastics swam before her mind\'s eye, now razor&#8211;sharp with fierce determination.',
-      //     correct: false,
-      //     start: 628,
-      //   },
-      //   {
-      //     text: 'Suddenly, the din of the gymnasium was silent to her.',
-      //     end: 997,
-      //     correct: false,
-      //     start: 944,
-      //   },
-      //   {
-      //     end: 1087,
-      //     start: 998,
-      //     correct: false,
-      //     text: 'Forcing all sound out of her mind, she focused on the gleaming balance beam ahead of her.',
-      //   },
-      //   {
-      //     correct: true,
-      //     start: 1088,
-      //     end: 1225,
-      //     text: 'Taking a deep breath, Natasha made her graceful, yet powerful approach, mounted the beam flawlessly, and...executed her first perfect 10.',
-      //   },
-      // ],
-      // "element": "select-text",
-      // text: '<p>She thought about what she had to do, struggling to rein in her wild, fearful thoughts. Coach Cummings always said that an undisciplined mind never scored a perfect 10. Natasha wanted to please her Coach, yet sometimes his approval wasn\'t as exciting as his anger. The gymnasts were unanimous about one thing: Coach Cummings\'s fits of disapproving rage were much more humorous to witness than his infrequent, backslapping moments of high praise. Just for a hair of a moment, Natasha wondered if she really wanted a perfect 10, so weary was she of trying for but never achieving one.</p>\n\n<p>At last Natasha\'s moment arrived. The faces of past giants of gymnastics swam before her mind\'s eye, now razor&#8211;sharp with fierce determination. "I am talented. I am not afraid. I will make a perfect 10," she spoke aloud to herself, as she approached the mat, dusted her hands with chalk to prevent slippage, and returned to her starting point. Suddenly, the din of the gymnasium was silent to her. Forcing all sound out of her mind, she focused on the gleaming balance beam ahead of her. Taking a deep breath, Natasha made her graceful, yet powerful approach, mounted the beam flawlessly, and...executed her first perfect 10.</p>\n',
       tokens: [
-        // {
-        //   id: '0-30-1751440197593',
-        //   quote: 'She thought about what she had',
-        //   start: 0,
-        //   end: 30,
-        // },
-        // {
-        //   id: '185-206-1751440199435',
-        //   quote: 'o please her Coach, y',
-        //   start: 185,
-        //   end: 206,
-        // },
-        // {
-        //   id: '356-379-1751440202337',
-        //   quote: 'e much more humorous to',
-        //   start: 356,
-        //   end: 379,
-        // },
-        // {
-        //   id: '0-88-1751443110733',
-        //   quote: 'She thought about what she had to do, struggling to rein in her wild, fearful thoughts. ',
-        //   start: 0,
-        //   end: 88,
-        // },
-        // {
-        //   id: '590-607-1751443116013',
-        //   quote: "Át last Ñatasha's",
-        //   start: 590,
-        //   end: 607,
-        // },
-        // {
-        //   id: '624-641-1751443118643',
-        //   quote: 'The faces of past',
-        //   start: 624,
-        //   end: 641,
-        // },
-        // {
-        //   id: '1223-1231-1751443121777',
-        //   quote: 'header 2',
-        //   start: 1223,
-        //   end: 1231,
-        // },
-        // {
-        //   id: '358-376-1751443129379',
-        //   quote: '»»» were much more',
-        //   start: 358,
-        //   end: 376,
-        // },
-        // {
-        //   id: '137-154-1751443132310',
-        //   quote: 'mind never scored',
-        //   start: 137,
-        //   end: 154,
-        // },
+        {
+          text: 'She thought about what she had to do, struggling to rein in her wild, fearful thoughts.',
+          end: 90,
+          start: 3,
+          correct: false,
+        },
+        {
+          start: 449,
+          end: 585,
+          text: 'Just for a hair of a moment, Natasha wondered if she really wanted a perfect 10, so weary was she of trying for but never achieving one.',
+          correct: false,
+        },
+        {
+          end: 627,
+          correct: false,
+          text: "At last Natasha's moment arrived.",
+          start: 594,
+        },
+        {
+          end: 743,
+          text: "The faces of past giants of gymnastics swam before her mind's eye, now razor&#8211;sharp with fierce determination.",
+          correct: false,
+          start: 628,
+        },
+        {
+          text: 'Suddenly, the din of the gymnasium was silent to her.',
+          end: 997,
+          correct: false,
+          start: 944,
+        },
+        {
+          end: 1087,
+          start: 998,
+          correct: false,
+          text: 'Forcing all sound out of her mind, she focused on the gleaming balance beam ahead of her.',
+        },
+        {
+          correct: true,
+          start: 1088,
+          end: 1225,
+          text: 'Taking a deep breath, Natasha made her graceful, yet powerful approach, mounted the beam flawlessly, and...executed her first perfect 10.',
+        },
       ],
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