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YEAR 11 H/W: SATURDAYNature's son: on the trail of Theodor Fontane, the German Charles DickensNorth of Berlin, in a lowland world of lakes and quiet beauty, follow in the footsteps of a 19th-century writer who documented the natural landscapeThe train cuts west across Berlin and then veers north. Suburbs of pale stucco houses peter out into birch and pine forest. Beyond these is the Bruchland of the North German plain: sandy-soiled, marshy and latticed by canals. A few shaggy horses drink from troughs in silver fields. It’s early in the day and moist still rises from the ground.Next to me in the carriage are local teens, travelling between towns to pass their Saturday, and young couples visiting their families in the small villages north-west of the German capital. A cluster of literature buffs have clambered aboard too.We’re making the 90-minute journey to Neuruppin, the birthplace of 19th-century author Theodor Fontane, little-known to English readers but sometimes called the German Charles Dickens. Fontane was born on 30 December 1819 – 200 years ago this month – and the town has spent the year celebrating his bicentennial with events, tours, readings and walks.I first discovered Fontane for myself after moving to Berlin five years ago. I read translations of his famous novels – Effi Briest and The Stechlin – and was then transfixed by his enthralling non-fiction five-volume work, Wanderungen durch die Mark Brandenburg (Rambles through Brandenburg state), which has never been translated. Fontane took inspiration from the English habit of documenting the minutiae of rural life, and published the Wanderungen between 1862 and 1889, to render his home region in the same style.In a country where 20th-century history weighs heavily, Fontane offers a long gaze on the landscape. Reading, I was transported to a time when the wilderness of the east became the centre of the Prussian empire, to when Berlin industrialised and the state of Brandenburg emptied as workers sought jobs in urban factories, a century after the same had started to happen in Britain. The natural world he described – with birch and alder stands in sandy soil and marshes so thick that cattle would become mired in mud – remains visible in traces today.I’m visiting Neuruppin to follow one of Fontane’s journeys, something I’ve done often in recent years, taking footpaths from his birthplace and along the shores of the lake, Ruppiner See, looking for a thread between his past and Germany’s present. He could hardly have imagined that his hometown would become known for him: as Fontanestadt (Fontane Town).Crowds disembark from the train and gather for local tours – Fontane’s old haunts are handily marked out for visitors – but I wander the town alone, setting a course for the lakeshore. Where he described the town bathed in summer warmth, I find cold December sun pouring over the cobbled streets. Calling Neuruppin pretty would be an understatement: rebuilt in neoclassical style following an enormous fire in 1787 (leaving it “like a loaf of bread of which only the heels remained”, wrote Fontane) the town is tidy, with wide streets and stately pastel townhouses. Miniature Christmas decorations hang from lamp posts, and a small farmers’ market occupies the central square. Still, the traces of the region’s more recent history linger: I head for the water, past the Apotheke above which Fontane was born, following Karl-Marx-Strasse and passing Friedrich-Engels Strasse – the town served as a garrison for Soviet troops from 1945 until the Wall fell.Fontane’s stories centred on the everyday: the details of the landscape and the lives of villagers, the intrigues of local counts and crown princes, the beauty of their castles. He wrote of picturesque villages tucked into woodlands, and fishermen gathered on the shores, trading stories of the Seven Years’ or Napoleonic wars. Now, a wellness spa named for Fontane rises from the water, cold Nordic wood and metal against the town’s Prussian houses. Luxury apartments are under construction next door. Beyond here, paved roads turn to sand and a forest track wanders off northward. The woods feel deserted.Fontane travelled often by boat; I decide to test the water with an icy swim. I’ve traced his boat journeys south of Berlin in much the same way and found lakeside villages still quiet despite the capital city on their doorsteps. The countryside here still manages to feel remote, unchanged. Lake Ruppin is still as Fontane described – sandy-bottomed and clear, under gentle slopes that seem at odds with the flat fields beyond. Swimming out into the cold, I can see the length of it – almost 10km end to end.Dressed and warm again, I walk a few more kilometres until the lake narrows to a canal. I reach a freshly paved road, signposted as a Fontane cycle route, and then arrive at another lake altogether: Molchowsee, lined with crumbling dachas and newly built mansions. Fontane said that despite its lack of mountains this land of lakes – the Ruppiner Schweiz (Ruppiner Switzerland) – is beautiful because of its wealth of clear waterways and vast forests. To the friendly and attentive eye, he wrote, this watery landscape could offer more than enough.The sun dips low on the horizon so I turn back toward the railway station. As I ride home to the city past the unchanged fields, surrounded by refreshed spa visitors and Berliners clutching their novels, I see a sparrow hawk hunting along a hedgerow and count baubles of mistletoe high among the trees.TASKS:Find a word from the passage which means: “the two-hundredth anniversary of a significant event.”________________________________________________________________________________Summarise what you learn about Theodor Fontane in 5 clear bullet points.Find an example of metaphor and explain the effect on readers.To what extent do you agree with this statement: “The writer makes Neuruppin sound like a good tourist destination.” Support your answer with evidence from the article.YEAR 11 H/W: SUNDAYThe best of strolls: walking Charles Dickens’ LondonLet’s start at the end. On 14 June 1870, the body of Charles Dickens was lowered into Poets’ Corner in Westminster Abbey, watched by perhaps a dozen mourners. His friend, Wilkie Collins, was among them, but there was no place for Dickens’ estranged wife, Catherine. Dickens had wanted to be buried near his home in Kent, with no fuss, but he’d lost control of his own story. He was 58 years old – and the brass lettering on his black tombstone still glows with unquenchable force.Dickens loved to walk, at speed, often through the night. Follow him past the Houses of Parliament (where he made his name writing Sketches by Boz) and down to the foot of Hungerford Bridge and the grey Thames (“stretching away to the great ocean, Death”). This is where the 12-year-old Dickens worked in Warren’s Blacking Factory. You can kindle some Pickwickian cheer in Gordon’s Wine Bar on Villiers Street. It dates from 1890 but is undeniably “Dickensian”. The trains (which brought Dickens’ coffin from Kent) clatter overhead in and out of Charing Cross.Parallel Buckingham Street (where Dickens – and David Copperfield – once lodged) leads to the Strand. Nothing much survives other than its width and bustle, but the Lyceum Theatre (opened 1834) put on an adaptation of A Tale of Two Cities in 1860. And Dickens lived just behind at 16 Wellington Street (now gone) before moving to number 26, where he kept a bachelor flat and produced his magazine, All Year Round.Walk across Covent Garden and past the grand, grubby Garrick Club, which Dickens loved and loathed. In Dickens’ day, Seven Dials, just to the north, was a raddled slum of “dirty men, filthy women, squalid children … reeking pipes … depressed dogs”. Thanking your lucky stars (or the author’s campaigning work), head east along narrow, now-sanitised streets to 58-59 Lincoln’s Inn Fields, the house of Dickens’ friend and biographer, John Forster. In Bleak House, this is the home (and murder scene) of the ghastly lawyer, Mr Tulkinghorn.One of Dickens’ own homes lies to the north, best reached via Chancery Lane (“the one great principle of English law is to make business for itself”) and Gray’s Inn Walks Gardens. Dickens lived at 48 Doughty Street from 1837 to 1839, the period when his fame was at its height. It has been reconstructed as he knew it (sort of): his desk, the dining table set for a feast, and the bedroom where his sister-in-law, Mary, died.Head across Gray’s Inn Road and follow Elm Street and Mount Pleasant (where Smallweed skulked in Bleak House) to cross Rosebery Avenue into Coldbath Square. Then take Crawford Passage into Farringdon Road and the warm embrace of the Betsey Trotwood pub. Betsey was David Copperfield’s aunt – and the pub, while not of Dickens’ era, feels right. Just to the left is Pear Tree Court, where Oliver Twist watched the Artful Dodger picking pockets.Next, dodge back along Clerkenwell Road to go down Hatton Garden (number 54 was Mr Fang’s magistrates court in Oliver Twist), admiring the jewellers, and into Saffron Hill. The streets are dark, narrow and now gentrified: you wouldn’t think that this was once Fagin’s lair, nor that the One Tun pub was, reportedly, Bill Sikes’ local, The Three Cripples.Cross Farringdon Road again, which was in an uproar of new building in the 1860s (it still is) and finish in the tiny Jerusalem Tavern, opened in 1996 but looking ancient. There’s a log fire, it’s cold outside, so raise a glass and say, “God bless us, every one!”TASKS:Find a word from the passage which means: “a person who attends a funeral as a relative or friend of the dead person.”________________________________________________________________________Summarise what you learn about Dickens’ London in 5 clear bullet points.Find an example of metaphor and explain the effect on readers.To what extent do you agree with this statement: “Charles Dickens used the city of London as a source of inspiration in much of his writing.” Support your answer with evidence from the article.YEAR 11 H/W: MONDAY'I dropped out of school, now I sell ?60,000 trainers'Can you remember your 12th birthday? There was probably some cake - maybe even in the shape of a caterpillar - and, if you were lucky, friends, family and a few presents. Whatever you did that day, the chances are it's not affected the rest of your life very much.But for Joe Franklin, who possesses a trainer collection so exclusive he's become one of the go-to suppliers for the UK rap scene, that day is when it all began. He saved up some birthday money and put it towards a pair of Jessie J's signature Nike Air Max 90s, trainers he says he only wanted to impress his friends."Later that day someone offered me double what I paid. So obviously I took it and I made double my money," he tells Radio 1 Newsbeat.Since then the most expensive pair of trainers he's sold went for ?62,000, after he flew to LA and bought them from a collector for ?45,000. They were a pair of Back to the Future Nike Air Mags that laced themselves up - just like in the movie.That's an eye-watering number but Joe - who's still only 17 and lives at home with his parents in north-west London - says the "higher net-worth" collectors he sells to see trainers like art.Most of his clients live in Russia and Dubai - the type of people who might come to London and park their gold Lamborghinis outside Harrods over the summer.But he also sells to a lot of UK-based rappers who want something that will make them stand out in a video shoot, or just look good. Dizzee Rascal, AJ Tracey, Notes and M Huncho have all been clients.Joe says on an average week he now makes anywhere between ?5,000 and ?20,000. He was making half of that while still at school - so it's probably not surprising he ended up dropping out of college at 16 with just a couple of GCSEs."I had so many people getting in contact with me requesting to buy trainers and asking if I could source them trainers, and I couldn't do it while being in college. It was too much to deal with."Joe, who's dyslexic, says he was never particularly academic anyway. But people at school saw he had an "eye for a deal. They could see I'm not this ultra-bright kid but that I know when there's money to be made.""But as months went by and I carried on doing it, they realised it's a commodity, right? It's supply and demand at the end of the day. They didn't even look at it as trainers. They just saw it as a product that I could get hold of and make profit on."He uses Instagram to show off some of his products, through @5upplied, and brings clients to a space he works out of in east London - by appointment only. It is, Joe says, an exclusive service.He gives the time he delivered a pair of Nike SB Dunk Paris trainers, worth ?30,000, to a private jet at Luton private aviation airport - having been given just two hours to source them - as an example. "If you need your trainers delivered to you on a runway, I can deliver them on a runway. It really doesn't matter," he says.To make that happen he had to speed across the country - in a taxi, Joe is still learning to drive - negotiating with the collector he was sourcing the trainers from on the way. After picking them up he got to the airport, and the buyer was "in the jet, sitting there with his wife and his kids, luggage and food everywhere. And he's like 'I can't believe you made it. I texted you two hours ago to get me some of the rarest trainers out and you've literally delivered them to me on a plane'."Joe says it was a moment that really meant something to him. "I was really humbled by what he said. Obviously you know your clients are satisfied with the service you're giving them but when they say it to you and they really mean it, it means a lot more."It all sounds very serious - but Joe's 17 and making a decent amount of money. Surely he's living a life some of us can only dream of? It's only natural to ask what he spends his money on."Honestly? I just reinvest it back into the business. I use my money to make more money." And he reveals that his friends, who are mostly still at school or working, don't even ask him to get the rounds in at the weekend. "Not yet," he laughs.Joe plans to expand out of trainers and launch a "social media music app - nothing that's been done before", but says he'll keep selling trainers until he finds something better to sell.His tip to anyone wanting to start a business - which he caveats by reminding us he's still only 17 - is to "learn from your mistakes, always take criticism, just keep trying - and never give up".TASKS:Find a word from the passage which means: “a useful or valuable thing.”_______________________________________________________________Summarise what you learn about Joe’s business in 5 clear bullet points.Find an example of a fact and explain the effect on readers.To what extent do you agree with this statement: “Joe Franklin proves that success can be achieved at a young age.” Support your answer with evidence from the article.YEAR 11 H/W: TUESDAYAustralia bushfires might burn for months, Morrison warnsAustralian Prime Minister Scott Morrison has warned that the devastating bushfires raging in the country might go on for months. At least 24 people have died since the fires began in September. Air quality in the capital Canberra was this weekend rated the worst in the world.Mr Morrison announced the creation of a recovery agency to help those who have lost homes and businesses in the fires. He has faced fierce criticism over the speed of his response to the crisis. The weekend saw some of the worst days of the crisis so far, with hundreds more properties destroyed. Rural towns and major cities saw red skies, falling ash and smoke that clogged the air.Conditions eased in Victoria and New South Wales on Sunday after temperatures and wind speeds dropped and some light rain fell. But authorities warned that the danger was far from over. "We're in uncharted territory," said the New South Wales premier, Gladys Berejiklian. "We can't pretend that this is something that we have experienced before. It's not."John Steele, 73, who was evacuated with his wife from their rural property north of Eden late on Saturday, told the AFP news agency: "Visibility was down to about 50 metres, if that, and we had lots of debris falling out of the sky and a lot of white ash. The sky is still red. We're not out of the woods yet."Prime Minister Morrison on Saturday announced the largest military call-up in the country's recent history, mobilising up to 3,000 reservists to assist exhausted volunteer firefighters. Mr Morrison, who cancelled a planned visit to India because of the crisis, faced further condemnation on Sunday, after the head of the NSW Rural Fire Service revealed the service had only learned of the plan to call up reserve troops through the media.In an indication of the long road ahead, Mr Morrison warned that the fires might burn for many months, and said that the newly-created recovery agency would run for at least two years. The body will help bushfire-hit communities recover, media reports said, through work ranging from rebuilding infrastructure to providing mental health support.Queen Elizabeth on Sunday said she was "deeply saddened" by the fires, and thanked the emergency services "who put their own lives in danger" to help communities.A fundraiser for fire services launched by the Australian comedian Celeste Barber on Friday raised more than A$20 million (?10.6m; $13m) in just 48 hours "Please help any way you can. This is terrifying," Ms Celeste wrote in a Facebook appeal. She called the rush of donations "incredible", and said the proceeds would go to NSW Rural Fire Service - a government-funded agency staffed by volunteers - and the Brigades Donations Fund, which channels charitable donations directly to fire brigades.Members of the comedian's family were evacuated from the town of Eden in New South Wales, where officials told residents to leave immediately and head north if they did not have a bushfire response plan.A number of celebrities have also donated money to support the firefighting effort in recent days - among them the US singer Pink and Oscar-winner Nicole Kidman, who pledged $500,000. "Our family's support, thoughts and prayers are with everyone affected by the fires all over Australia," she wrote on Instagram.News of the donations was praised by Australians on social media, but some lamented that private citizens were raising funds they said should have been put in place by the government.Nearly 200 fires are still burning across the country, with every state and territory affected. More than 1,200 homes have been destroyed and millions of hectares of land scorched.Tens of thousands of homes in NSW were left without power and thousands of people have been evacuated from coastal towns over the past week. The town of Cooma suffered a further blow on Saturday night when a large tower carrying millions of litres of water exploded, flooding homes and sweeping away vehicles.NSW Deputy Premier John Barilaro told ABC News the incident was a "massive disaster".TASKS:Find a word from the passage which means: “scattered pieces of rubbish or remains.”______________________________________________________________Summarise what you learn about the Australian bushfires in 5 clear bullet points.Find an example of a fact and explain the effect on readers.To what extent do you agree with this statement: “The Australian bushfires are a devastating natural disaster.” Support your answer with evidence from the article.YEAR 11 H/W: WEDNESDAYThe Fantastic Mr Dahl: ExtractPublished September 13, 2012 by Michael RosenI first met Roald Dahl in a television studio in 1980. He was already very famous, though perhaps not quite as mega-famous as he is today.He’d written James and the Giant Peach, Charlie and the Chocolate Factory, Fantastic Mr Fox and Danny the Champion of the World. But now he had a new book out. And so did I. We were both appearing in the same TV programme because someone thought that we were writing similar kinds of stories. To tell the truth, I was quite excited. I was going to meet a writer whose books millions of children loved. But there was someone else with me who was even more excited than I was. This was my son Joe, who was about five years old.In TV studios, there’s often a little room away from all the cameras, where you wait until it’s your turn to be filmed. It’s called the green room – even though it’s not usually green. Joe and I sat on one side of this particular green room and Roald Dahl was on the other. I noticed that he didn’t really look at me even though I looked at him and tried to say hello. Instead, everynow and then, Roald Dahl looked across at Joe. This went on for some time.After a bit, Roald caught Joe’s attention and said to him in quite a stern way, ‘Come here.’ Joe looked at me and I nodded. So he went over and stood in front of Roald Dahl. And, as everyone will tell you, Roald was very big – even when he was sitting down. Big legs, big body, even a big head. For a little boy, he must have seemed huge. A real giant. Then, in a big, booming voice, Roald Dahl said to Joe, ‘What’s that growing on your father’s face?’ Joe looked across the room at me and then back at Roald Dahl. In a small voice, he said, ‘A beard?’‘Exactly!’ said Roald Dahl. ‘And it’s disgusting!’Joe looked unsure. Was this a joke or was it serious? He smiled, but only a little.Roald Dahl went on, ‘It’s probably got this morning’s breakfast in it. And last night’s dinner. And old bits of rubbish, any old stuff that he’s come across. You might even find a bicycle wheel in it.’ Joe looked back again at me and my beard. I could see on his face that there was a part of him that believed what he had just heard. After all, Roald Dahl hadn’t asked Joe what he thought might be in my beard. He’d just told him in that firm, very sure voice what was actually, really and very definitely in my beard. And that’s what Roald Dahl was like. When he spoke, he did sound very, very certain – even if what he was saying was extraordinary, amazing, weird, fantastical or downright crazy. Soon after that, Roald and I were called into the studio – me to talk about my book about a giant flea that lived in the London Underground and Roald Dahl to talk about . . . can you guess? The Twits, of course. It’s all a long time ago now, but I seem to remember that the interviewer asked us what we thought were the ‘ingredients’ of a good story for children. ‘Above all,’ Roald Dahl told the interviewer, ‘it must be FUNNY.’ Afterwards, we returned to the green room, picked up our coats and went home. I think he said goodbye to me. He certainly said goodbye to little Joe, and had a few words of wisdom for him too. He leaned towards my son and said, ‘And don’t forget what I said about your father’s beard.’TASKS:Find a word from the passage which means: “a strict and severe manner.”____________________________________________________________________SEE NEXT PAGE FOR MORE QUESTIONS!Summarise what you learn about Michael Rosen’s meeting with Roald Dahl in 5 clear bullet points.Find an example of a list and explain the effect on readers.To what extent do you agree with this statement: “Roald Dahl is presented much like a Big Friendly Giant in this extract.” Support your answer with evidence from the article.YEAR 11 H/W: THURSDAYCristiano Ronaldo – Madrid: My StoryThere is a strong memory I have from when I was 7 years old. It is so clear to me that I can picture it right now, and it makes me feel warm. It has to do with my family.I had just started playing real football. Before, I was just playing in the streets of Madeira with my friends. And when I say the street, I don’t mean an empty road. I really mean a street. We didn’t have goals or anything, and we had to stop the game whenever the cars would drive by. I was completely happy doing that every day, but my father was the kit-man for CF Andorinha — and he kept encouraging me to go and play for the youth team. I knew it would make him really proud, so I went.The first day, there were a lot of rules that I didn’t understand, but I loved it. I got addicted to the structure and the feeling of winning. My father was on the side lines at every match with his big beard and his work trousers. He loved it. But my mother and my sisters had no interest in football.So every night at dinner, my father kept trying to recruit them to come see me play. It was like he was my first agent. I remember coming home from the matches with him and he’d say, “Cristiano scored a goal!”They would say, “Oh, great.” But they didn’t really get excited, you know?Then he would come home the next time and say, “Cristiano scored two goals!”Still no excitement. They would just say, “Oh, that’s really nice, Cris.” So what could I do? I just kept scoring and scoring.One night, my father came home and said, “Cristiano scored three goals! He was unbelievable! You have to come see him play!”But still, I would look to the side lines before every match and see my dad standing there alone. Then one day — I will never forget this image — I was warming up and looked over and I saw my mom and sisters sitting together on the bleachers. They looked… how do I say this? They looked cosy. They were kind of huddled close together, and they were not clapping or yelling, they were just waving to me, like I was in a parade or something. They definitely looked like they had never been to a football match before. But they were there. That’s all I cared about.I felt so good in that moment. It meant a lot to me. It was like something switched inside of me. I was really proud. At that time, we didn’t have much money. Life was a struggle back then in Madeira. I was playing in whatever old boots my brother passed down to me or my cousins gave me. But when you’re a kid, you don’t care about money. You care about a certain feeling. And on that day, this feeling, it was very strong. I felt protected and loved. In Portuguese, we say menino querido da família.I look back on the memory with nostalgia, because that period of my life turned out to be short. Football gave me everything, but it also took me far away from home before I was really ready. When I was 11 years old, I moved from the island to the academy at Sporting Lisbon, and it was the most difficult time in my life.It’s crazy for me to think about now. My son, Cristiano Jr., is 7 years old as I’m writing this. And I just think about how I would feel, packing up a bag for him in four years and sending him to Paris or London. It seems impossible. And I’m sure it seemed impossible for my parents to do with me.But it was my opportunity to pursue my dream. So they let me go, and I went. I cried almost every day. I was still in Portugal, but it was like moving to another country. The accent made it like a completely different language. The culture was different. I didn’t know anybody, and it was extremely lonely. My family could only afford to come visit me every four months or so. I was missing them so much that every day was painful.Football kept me going. I knew I was doing things on the field that the other kids at the academy couldn’t do. I remember the first time I heard one of the kids say to another kid, “Did you see what he did? This guy is a beast.”I started hearing it all the time. Even from the coaches. But then somebody would always say, “Yeah but it’s a shame he’s so small.”And it’s true, I was skinny. I had no muscle. So I made a decision at 11 years old. I knew I had a lot of talent, but I decided that I was going to work harder than everybody. I was going to stop playing like a kid. I was going to stop acting like a kid. I was going to train like I could be the best in the world.I don’t know where this feeling came from. It was just inside of me. It’s like a hunger that never goes away. When you lose, it’s like you’re starving. When you win, it’s still like you’re starving, but you ate a little crumb. This is the only way I can explain it.TASKS:Find a word from the passage which means: “a sentimental longing or wistful affection for a period in the past.”_____________________________________________________________Summarise what you learn about Cristiano Ronaldo’s childhood in 5 clear bullet points.Find an example of a simile and explain the effect on readers.To what extent do you agree with this statement: “Cristiano Ronaldo has incredible passion and drive in his sport.” Support your answer with evidence from the article.YEAR 11 H/W: FRIDAYCropped-out climate activist Vanessa Nakate urges media to hear AfricansUgandan activist says she hopes storm over Davos photo will help shift narrativeThe Ugandan climate activist who was cropped out of a press photo in Davos has said many African activists experience the same erasure but feel unable to speak up.The Associated Press apologised last week after it cropped Vanessa Nakate out of a photo she had posed for alongside fellow activists Greta Thunberg, Loukina Tille, Luisa Neubauer and Isabelle Axelsson.At a Fridays For Future press conference in Stockholm on Friday, the 23-year-old said: “This is something that has been going on for a long while and African activists are trying so hard to be heard. It gets so frustrating when no one really cares.”She said she had received messages from other activists who had experienced similar things but were too scared to speak out or who did not receive much attention when they did.“It’s really sad that the incident happened,” she said. “But when I look at it in a more positive way, it has actually made the world set their eyes on the activists in Africa and try as much as possible to listen to their stories. So I’m actually very optimistic about this and I believe that it is going to change the stories of different climate activists in Africa.”Nakate joined the press conference by videolink along with other African climate activists.Thunberg said at the event: “It’s quite obvious I get a certain kind of media attention. If I say something, it turns into a headline. Of course, that is not the case for pretty much all other climate activists, especially from the global south, unfortunately.”Speaking of what happened to Nakate at Davos, Thunberg said: “Since Vanessa is my friend, it was very hard to see what she had to experience there, and we tried to support each other through that.”Makenna Muigai, an activist from Nairobi, Kenya, told the press conference: “Africa at large is being affected by the negative impacts of climate change. A great example is the locust infestation in east Africa, which will soon lead to food insecurity. The sad thing is, lots of people from western countries are unaware as to why this is happening.”Ndoni Mcunu, a climate scientist from the Global Change Institute at the University of the Witwatersrand in South Africa, highlighted how the continent was already feeling the impact of the climate crisis.“Due to drought and other effects of climate change, we have seen almost 52 million people become food insecure in our continent,” she said. “How is it that we’re not being spotlighted in stories? That’s the main challenge we have as a continent. It is said that Africa only contributes 5% of the global greenhouse gas emissions, yet we are the most impacted.”TASKS:Find a word from the passage which means: “a person who campaigns to bring about political or social change.”______________________________________________________________Summarise what you learn about Vanessa Nakate’s complaints in 5 clear bullet points.Find an example of a rhetorical question and explain the effect on readers.To what extent do you agree with this statement: “Vanessa Nakate’s treatment shows disregard for how climate issues effect African countries.” Support your answer with evidence from the article. ................
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