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RETRIEVAL&EXAM STRATEGYPRACTICEY111. Lit P1 -MAC and ACCExplode the quotation:‘O, full of scorpions is my mind, dear wife.’‘hard and sharp as flint’‘This castle hath a pleasant seat; the air nimbly and sweetly recommends itself unto our gentle senses’‘If they had rather die, they had better do it and decrease the surplus population.’2. Lang P1Q2Read the Lang P1 text: Great Expectations by Charles Dickens Context: A young boy is invited to the house of a young girl. He meets her wealthy, elderly Aunt in a room by herself.She was dressed in rich materials - satins, and lace, and silks - all of white. Her shoes were white. And she had a long white veil dependent from her hair, and she had bridal flowers in her hair, but her hair was white. Some bright jewels sparkled on her neck and on her hands, and some other jewels lay sparkling on the table. Dresses, less splendid than the dress she wore, and half-packed trunks, were scattered about. She had not quite finished dressing, for she had but one shoe on - the other was on the table near her hand - her veil was but half arranged. I saw that everything within my view which ought to be white, had been white long ago, and had lost its brightness, and was faded and yellow. I saw that the bride within the bridal dress had withered like the dress she wore, and like the flowers, and had no brightness left but the brightness of her sunken eyes.How does the writer use language to describe the Aunt?3. Lit P2P&Che’s here in my head when I close my eyes, dug in behind enemy lines,not left for dead in some distant, sun-stunned, sand-smothered land or six-feet-under in desert sand,but near to the knuckle, here and now, his bloody life in my bloody hands.Poem? Context? Themes? Key What/How/Why in this stanza? Links to another poem?4. Lit P1MACSEYTON The queen, my lord, is dead.MACBETH She should have died hereafter; There would have been a time for such a word. To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow, Creeps in this petty pace from day to dayTo the last syllable of recorded time,And all our yesterdays have lighted foolsThe way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle! Life's but a walking shadow, a poor playerThat struts and frets his hour upon the stageAnd then is heard no more: it is a taleTold by an idiot, full of sound and fury, Signifying nothing. (Act V, Sc V)To what extent does Shakespeare present Macbeth as a sympathetic character in this extract? How is it similar or different to the rest of the play?5.Lit P1Lit P2Support or oppose each statement with evidence:Dickens wants his reader to consider Scrooge to be a repugnant character.Priestley presents some positive features in Mrs Birling’s character.Scrooge is only miserable because he is lonely.Macbeth only murdered out of love for his wife.6. Lang P2Q321st C: BBC news report on child labour in India. 20th C non-fiction textAs the police and counsellors question her, Lakshmi breaks down. She tells the police that shewas sexually assaulted by the men who kidnapped her. She was threatened that if she toldanyone about it, they would tell everyone back home in her village and her honour would bedestroyed. And then, when she started working the agent who arranged her work withheldall her wages leaving her with nothing.Her uncle is just relieved to have found her. A tea garden worker from Assam, he says herparents died when she was young and her grandmother is worried sick about the young girl.He is also angry about the abduction. "What can we really do? We are poor people - I didn'thave enough money to come to Delhi to look for my missing niece. Unscrupulous agents andmiddlemen just come into our homes when parents are away working at the tea gardens andlure young girls with new clothes and sweets. Before they know it, they are on a train to a bigcity at the mercy of these greedy men."He is not alone. One child goes missing every eight minutes in India and nearly half of themare never found. Kidnapped children are often forced into the sex trade. But many here feelthat children are increasingly pushed into domestic labour - hidden from public view withinthe four walls of a home. The government estimates 500 000 children are in this position.How does the writer convey his viewpoint and attitudes about the situation for children inIndia?7. Lang P1Q2Read the Lang P1 text. It is from The Hound of the Baskervilles by Arthur Conan Doyle.Context: A mystery/detective novel with Sherlock Holmes.I have said that over the great Grimpen Mire there hung a dense, white fog. It was drifting slowly in our direction and banked itself up like a wall on that side of us, low but thick and well defined. The moon shone on it, and it looked like a great shimmering ice-field, with the heads of the distant tors as rocks borne upon its surface. Holmes' face was turned towards it, and he muttered impatiently as he watched its sluggish drift. Every minute that white woolly plain which covered one-half of the moor was drifting closer and closer to the house. Already the first thin wisps of it were curling across the golden square of the lighted window. The farther wall of the orchard was already invisible, and the trees were standing out of a swirl of white vapour. As we watched it the fog-wreaths came crawling round both corners of the house and rolled slowly into one dense bank on which the upper floor and the roof floated like a strange ship upon a shadowy sea.How does the writer use language to describe the fog?8. Lit P2P&CName 2 poems that convey these key ideas and give two simple quotations as evidence:Emotional or psychological conflict:Identity:Power of memory:9. Lang P1Q5Plan a Q5 narrative with these elements and write the opening 2 paragraphs:A boy / the sea / excitement of getting on the boat / a glimmer of hopeor write an opening description based on the image below:10. Lit P2P&CIf buildings were paper, I might feel their drift, see how easily they fall away on a sigh, a shift in the direction of the wind.Maps too. The sun shines through their borderlines, the marksthat rivers make, roads, railtracks, mountainfolds,Fine slips from grocery shops that say how much was soldand what was paid by credit card might fly our lives like paper kites.Poem? Context? Themes? Key What/How/Why in these stanzas? Links to another poem?11. Lit P1MACemasculatedhubrishamartiaequivocationMachiavellian12. Lang P1Q2Heart of Darkness by Joseph Conrad. Context: The narrator, Marlow, is travelling along theCongo River sometime around 1890 in search of a man who has gone missing.Going up that river was like travelling back to the earliest beginnings of the world, whenvegetation rioted on the earth and big trees were kings. An empty stream, a great silence,an impenetrable forest. The air was warm, thick, heavy and sluggish, There was no joy inthe brilliance of the sunshine. The long stretches of the waterway ran on, deserted, intothe gloom of over-shadowed distances. The stillness of life did not in the least resemblepeace.How does the writer use language to convey the narrator’s feelings about the setting?13. Lit P2P&CSomething is happening. A stranger’s featuresfaintly start to twist before his eyes,a half-formed ghost. He remembers the criesof this man’s wife, how he sought approvalwithout words to do what someone mustand how the blood stained into foreign dust.A hundred agonies in black and whitefrom which his editor will pick out five or sixfor Sunday’s supplement. The reader’s eyeballs prickwith tears between the bath and pre-lunch beers.Poem? Context? Themes? Key What/How/Why in these stanzas? Links to another poem?14. Lit P1MACFirst Murderer We are men, my liege.MACBETHAy, in the catalogue ye go for men;As hounds and greyhounds, mongrels, spaniels, curs, Shoughs, water-rugs and demi-wolves, are cleptAll by the name of dogs: the valued file Distinguishes the swift, the slow, the subtle, Thehousekeeper, the hunter, every one According to the gift which bounteous nature Hath inhim closed; whereby he does receive Particular addition. from the billThat writes them all alike: and so of men. Now, if you have a station in the file,Not i' the worst rank of manhood, say 't;And I will put that business in your bosoms, Whose execution takes your enemy off,Grapples you to the heart and love of us, Who wear our health but sickly in his life, Whichin his death were perfect. (Act 3 Sc I)How does Shakespeare use language to convey Macbeth in this extract?How does this extract link to the play as a whole?15. Lit P1ACCUse the following in full sentences to suggest authorial intention in ACC. Add to the sentences with an example:expose / ruthlessness / Victorian societyreveals / struggle / impoverishedencourages / sympathy / vulnerableuses / motif / symbolises / spirit16. Lang P2Q5You have been given an opportunity to present a speech to your local MP on the issue of lowering the voting age to 16. Write a speech, giving your opinions on this matter. You can incorporate the following facts:? Numbers involved in the climate protests? When you are 16 you are allowed to: drive a moped, choose your own GP, change your name bydeed poll, be paid the national minimum wage, apply for a passport without parental consent,join the armed forces (with parental consent), get married (with parental consent).? The age of criminal responsibility in the UK is 10 years old.? When surveyed three quarters of 16-17 years old said they would have voted in the EUreferendum.17. Lang P2Q4Newspaper article: 20th C non-fiction textI’m a City Hater - Get me Out of Here! by Malcolm WestonI’ve had enough. I’m leaving. Who was it who said that when a man is tired of London, he’stired of life? Well, I don’t think I’m tired of life - I’d like to go on living as long as I can - butI’m fed up to the back teeth with London. It’s dirty. It’s noisy. You can barely move in Oxford Street sometimes. Everything’s expensive (how can anyone afford to live here?). And everyone is so bad tempered. I know it’s meant to be terribly lively and exciting but, frankly, I’m bored with it. Sorry, Londoners. It’s nothing personal: I don’t really like any cities - or towns. So, I’m off home. And this time next week, you’ll find me half-way up a mountain somewhere in the Lake District, looking up at the sky and listening to the sound of silence.Letter by Charles Lamb to William Wordsworth: 19th C non-fiction textI don’t much care if I never see a mountain in my life. I have passed all my days in London.The lighted shops of the Strand and Fleet Street, the innumerable trades, tradesmen andcustomers, coaches, waggons, playhouses, all the bustle and wickedness round aboutConvent Garden, the Watchmen, drunken scenes, rattles, - lie awake, if you awake, at allhours of the night, the impossibility of being dull in Fleet Street, the crowds, the very dirt &mud…all these things work themselves into my mind and feed me. The wonder of thesesights impels me into night walks about the crowded streets and I often shed tears fromthe fullness of joy at so much life! These emotions must be strange to you. So are yourrural emotions to pare how the writers convey their different attitudes towards time spent in London.18. Lit P1MACUsing the motifs below - what do they symbolise and give a quotation for each:BLOOD:DONE:CLOTHES:NIGHT/STARS:NATURE:19. Lit P2P&CHer father embarked at sunrisewith a flask of water, a samurai swordin the cockpit, a shaven headfull of powerful incantationsand enough fuel for a one-wayjourney into historyPoem? Context? Themes? Key quotations? Key What/How/Why in this stanza? Links?20. Lit P1MACIs this a dagger I see before me …..……I see thee still,And on thy blade and dudgeon gouts of blood,Which was not so before. There's no such thing:It is the bloody business which informsThus to mine eyes. Now o'er the one halfworldNature seems dead, and wicked dreams abuseThe curtain'd sleep; witchcraft celebratesPale Hecate's offerings, and wither'd murder,Alarum'd by his sentinel, the wolf,Whose howl's his watch, thus with his stealthy pace.With Tarquin's ravishing strides, towards his designMoves like a ghost. Thou sure and firm-set earth,Hear not my steps, which way they walk, for fearThy very stones prate of my whereabout,And take the present horror from the time,Which now suits with it. Whiles I threat, he lives:Words to the heat of deeds too cold breath gives. (Act 2 sc 1)How does Shakespeare convey horror towards the act of murder that is about to take place?21. Lang P1Q3Name parts of the NARRATIVE ARC:If an extract came from the opening, what structural elements might you look for?If an extract came from a few chapters into a novel, what structural elements might you look for?If an extract came from the middle or towards the end of the novel, what structural elements mightyou look for?List useful terminology to use when commenting on structure:22. Lang P1Q3Jaws by Peter Benchley Context: A boy is in the water at the beach. There has been a shark attack in the area.The boy was resting, his arms dangling down, his feet and ankles dipping in and out of the water with each small swell. His head was turned towards shore, and he noticed that he had been carried out beyond what his mother would consider safe. He could see her lying on her towel, and the man and child playing in the wavewash. He was not afraid, for the water was calm and he wasn’t really very far from shore – only forty yards or so. But he wanted to get closer; otherwise his mother might sit up, spy him, and order him out of the water. He eased himself back a little bit so he could use his feet to help propel himself. He began to kick and paddle towards shore. His arms displaced water almost silently, but his kicking feet made erratic splashes and left swirls of bubbles in his wake.The fish did not hear the sound, but rather registered the sharp and jerky impulses emitted by the kicks. They were signals, faint but true, and the fish locked on them, homing. It rose, slowly at first, then gaining speed as the signals grew stronger.The boy stopped for a moment to rest. The signals ceased. The fish slowed, turning its head from side to side, trying to recover them. The boy lay perfectly still, and the fish passed beneath him, skimming the sandy bottom. Again it turned.The boy resumed paddling. He kicked only every third or fourth stroke; kicking was more exertion than steady paddling. But the occasional kicks sent new signals to the fish. This time it needed to lock on them only an instant, for it was almost directly below the boy. The fish rose. Nearly vertical, it now saw the commotion on the surface. There was no conviction that what thrashed above was food, but food was not a concept of significance. The fish was impelled to attack: if what it swallowed was digestible, that was food; if not, it would later be regurgitated. The mouth opened, and with a final sweep of the sickle tail the fish struck.How does the writer structure the text to interest you as a reader?23. Lit P1ACCCONTEXT in ACC: List 4 key points about context.24. Lang P1Q1Grapes of Wrath by John Steinbeck. List 4 details about the weather:To the red country and part of the gray country of Oklahoma, the last rains came gently, and theydid not cut the scarred earth. The plows crossed and re-crossed the rivulet marks. The last rainslifted the corns quickly and scattered weed colonies and grass along the sides of the roads so thatthe gray country and the dark red country began to disappear under a green cover. The sun flareddown on the growing corn day after day until a line of brown spread along the edge of eachbayonet. The clouds appeared, and went away, and in a while they did not try anymore.25. Lit P1ACC"A merry Christmas, uncle! God save you!" cried a cheerful voice. It was the voice of Scrooge's nephew, who came upon him so quickly that this was the first intimation he had of his approach. "Bah!" said Scrooge, "Humbug!"He had so heated himself with rapid walking in the fog and frost, this nephew of Scrooge's, that he was all in a glow; his face was ruddy and handsome; his eyes sparkled, and his breath smoked again.* * * * * * * * * * * *"There are many things from which I might have derived good, by which I have not profited, I dare say," returned the nephew. "Christmas among the rest. But I am sure I have always thought of Christmas time, when it has come round -- apart from the veneration due to its sacred name and origin, if anything belonging to it can be apart from that -- as a good time: a kind, forgiving, charitable, pleasant time: the only time I know of, in the long calendar of the year, when men and women seem by one consent to open their shut-up hearts freely, and to think of people below them as if they really were fellow-passengers to the grave, and not another race of creatures bound on other journeys. And therefore, uncle, though it has never put a scrap of gold or silver in my pocket, I believe that it has done me good, and will do me good; and I say, God bless it!"How does Dickens present the character of Fred in this extract and elsewhere in the novella?26. Lang P1Q5Write the opening of a story in which a person is being followed.27. Lit P1ACC"At this festive season of the year, Mr. Scrooge," said the gentleman, taking up a pen, "it is more thanusually desirable that we should make some slight provision for the Poor and Destitute, who suffergreatly at the present time. Many thousands are in want of common necessaries; hundreds ofthousands are in want of common comforts, sir.""Are there no prisons?" asked Scrooge."Plenty of prisons," said the gentleman, laying down the pen again."And the Union workhouses?" demanded Scrooge. "Are they still in operation?""They are. Still," returned the gentleman, "I wish I could say they were not.""The Treadmill and the Poor Law are in full vigour, then?" said Scrooge."Both very busy, sir.""Oh! I was afraid, from what you said at first, that something had occurred to stop them in theiruseful course," said Scrooge. "I'm very glad to hear it.""Under the impression that they scarcely furnish Christian cheer of mind or body to the multitude," returned the gentleman, "a few of us are endeavouring to raise a fund to buy the Poor some meat and drink and means of warmth. We choose this time, because it is a time, of all others, when Want is keenly felt, and Abundance rejoices. What shall I put you down for?""Nothing!" Scrooge replied.How does Dickens present different attitudes to poverty, here and elsewhere in the novella?28. Lang P2Q2The hunter who killed Cecil the Lion doesn't’t deserve our sympathy: 20th C non-fictionWe love a good fight don’t we? Enter Walter J Palmer, a tanned dentist from Minnesota, with a bow and arrow. Along comes Cecil the lion, the alpha male of his pride, minding his own business being the best known and most beloved lion in Zimbabwe if not in Africa, as well as the subject of an Oxford University study. Then Cecil is shot with a bow and arrow, taking 40 hours to die, all because Palmer thought killing a magnificent animal was sporty.I read the story of Cecil’s killing and my education and intellect deserted me for a minute. I felt only disgust and rage, somewhat inarticulately. I feel no calmness about big-game hunters. I am not persuaded by their justifications, which can be easily punctured with buckshot. Trophy hunting contributes to conservation, they say: bids as high as $350 000 are paid to hunt black rhinos, with the money going to conservation in Namibia. What is the point, I say, when there are only 5000 black rhinos left?Shooting in the Himalayas - A Journal of Sporting adventures: 19th C non-fictionCarefully we beat a most likely jungle, full of deer, peafowl, partridges: not a shot was fired, lest thenobler game should be disturbed. At last, despairing of a tiger, we blazed away at everything, untilone of our party was brought in with his hand dreadfully shattered by the bursting of a gun. Havingsent him home, we beat steadily on, when three shots were fired in quick succession. ‘Dekho sahib!”was screeched out by a dozen voices, which sent us all in pursuit: elephants crashed through thejungle, screaming and trumpeting as they smelt the tiger. A waving line was seen on the long grass, asif some large animal was moving swiftly and stealthily along. Then, charging at full speed, the tigerwith a final spring fixed himself on Mayne’s elephant, which after a violent struggle, succeeded inshaking him off. Severely wounded, he retired into some long grass, and in making a second charge,was shot dead.The events that take place in each hunt are different. Summarise the differences.29. Lit P1MACUse the following vocabulary in full sentences to suggest authorial intention in MACBETH. Add to each of the sentences with an example:depicts / horror / guilt and remorseexposes /emptiness and isolation /murderemploys / theme / appearance and realityestablishes / moral order / denouement of the playforces / audience to question / supernatural30. Lit P2P&CThe poignant misery of dawn begins to grow?.?.?.We only know war lasts, rain soaks, and clouds sag stormy.Dawn massing in the east her melancholy armyAttacks once more in ranks on shivering ranks of grey,But nothing happens.Sudden successive flights of bullets streak the silence. Less deadly than the air that shudders black with snow, With sidelong flowing flakes that flock, pause, and renew,We watch them wandering up and down the wind's nonchalance, But nothing happens.Poem? Context? Themes? Key What/How/Why in these stanzas? Links to another poem?31. Lang P2Q3The Titanic - A survivor’s story: 20th C non-fictionNow only pale faces, each form strapped about with those white bars. So gruesome a scene. Wepassed on. The awful good-byes. The quiet look of hope in the brave men's eyes as their wives wereput into the lifeboats. Nothing escaped one at this fearful moment. We left from the sun deck,seventy-five feet above the water. Mr Case and Mr Roebling, brave American men, saw us to thelifeboat, made no effort to save themselves, but stepped back on deck. Later they went to anhonoured grave.Our lifeboat, with thirty-six in it, began lowering to the sea. This was done amid the greatestconfusion. Rough seamen all giving different orders. No officer aboard. As only one side of the ropesworked, the lifeboat at one time was in such a position that it seemed we must capsize in mid-air. Atlast the ropes worked together, and we drew nearer and nearer the black, oily water. The first touchof our lifeboat on that black sea came to me as a last good-bye to life, and so we put off - a tiny boaton a great sea - rowed away from what had been a safe home for five days.”How does the writer use language to convey a sense of fear to the reader?32. Lit P2P&CI wander thro' each charter'd street,Near where the charter'd Thames does flow.And mark in every face I meetMarks of weakness, marks of woe.In every cry of every Man, In every Infants cry of fear, In every voice: in every ban,The mind-forg'd manacles I hearPoem? Context? Themes? Key What/How/Why in these stanzas? Links to another poem? ................
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