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Question
On the basis of your understanding of the poem, answer the following question
by ticking the correct option.
The rain calls itself the 'dotted silver threads' as_________.
Options
the shimmering drops fall one after the other
it ties heaven and earth
it dots the earth with shimmering water
it decorates the fields
Solution
the shimmering drops fall one after the other
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Understanding the tenses:
The tense forms that have been practised and discussed in this chapter, allow
you to show accurately and subtly the time and the relationship of actions and
events with it. We use them in speech and writing.
Understanding and recognising how the tense forms are used.
Can you identity the present tense forms.
Simple Present Present Perfect
1. I llli!¥ tennis 1. I have played tennis
2. You read well. 2. You have read well.
3. She sees something 3. She has seen something.
Present Continuous
1. I am playing tennis
2. You are reading well
3. She is looking at something.
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1. I knew about it 1. I had known about it
2. You took it away 2. You had taken it away
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1. I am reading a book. I was reading a book.
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“There were three animals altogether,” he explained. “There were two goats and a cat and then there were four pairs of pigeons.”
“And you had to leave them?” I asked.
“Yes. Because of the artillery. The captain told me to go because of the artillery.” “And you have no family?” I asked, watching the far end of the bridge where a few last carts were hurrying down the slope of the bank.
“No,” he said, “only the animals I stated. The cat, of course, will be all right. A cat can look out for itself, but I cannot think what will become of the others.”
“What politics have you?” I asked.
“I am without politics,” he said. “I am seventy-six years old. I have come twelve kilometers now and I think now I can go no further.”
“This is not a good place to stop,” I said. “If you can make it, there are trucks up the road where it forks for Tortosa.”
“I will wait a while,” he said, “ and then I will go. Where do the trucks go?” “Towards Barcelona,” I told him.
“I know no one in that direction,” he said, “but thank you very much.
Read the extract given below and answer the question that follow.
Does the old man have a family? What were the animals he was worried about?
Joe did not see the Guardians of the Poor on that day, on the next, nor on the day following. In fact, he never saw them at all on Maggie’s account, for in less than a week Mrs. Joe Thompson would as soon leave thought of taking up her own abode in the almshouse as sending Maggie there.
What light and blessing did that sick and helpless child bring to the home of Joe Thompson, the poor wheelwright! It had been dark, and cold, and miserable there for a long time just because his wife had nothing to love and care for out of herself, and so became soar, irritable, ill-tempered, and self-afflicting in the desolation of her woman’s nature. Now the sweetness of that sick child, looking ever to her in love, patience, and gratitude, was as honey to her soul, and she carried her in her heart as well as in her arms, a precious burden. As for Joe Thompson, there was not a man in all the neighbourhood who drank daily of a more precious wine of life than he. An angel had come into his house, disguised as a sick, helpless, and miserable child, and filled all its dreary chambers with the sunshine of love.
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Who was the angel? Why does the author say she was disguised?
Why did author preferred boots made by Mr Gessler than that of big firms?
What should be done to save trees?
What does the word ‘bake’ in the above passage mean?
When did the angel appear to Abou Ben Adhem?
