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प्रश्न
Narrate an experience in about 80-100 words begining with the follwing words:
It was Sunday and I was enjoying the latest movie in the theatre with my parents.........
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उत्तर
It was Sunday and I was enjoying the latest movie in the theatre with my parents as it was planned. I remember it was their 25th Wedding Anniversary but pretended as if I forgot their anniversary and didn’t wish them. I had some different plans for their Anniversary which was a surprise for them because I knew they would not demand for anything on this special day. After the movie, we three of us went for lunch and later to a mall for shopping. In the evening when reached home there comes a surprise for my parents which I had already planned with the help of my family and friends. The house was completely decorated, cake was ready and the music was on when we entered. There was a great welcome of the couple with flowers and balloons all around. The guests were waiting for them and started clapping as they were entering. My parents were surprised to see this party which they never expected. My mother was in tears and father was speechless. Later, the cake cutting was done, dance performances done, games were played by the guests and lastly dinner. Overall, the party was great and was enjoyed by everyone. I think this is that one surprise which my parents would remember forever.
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Read the following extract and rewrite it from the point of view of Roma :
[You may begin with: Herman and I shared the backseat of Sid's car. .... ]
We piled back into Sid's car, Roma and I sharing the backseat. As European Jews who had survived the war, we were aware that much had been left unsaid between us. She broached the subject, "Where were you during the war?" she asked softly
"The camps," I said, the terrible memories still vivid, the irreparable loss, I had tried to forget. But you can never forget.
She nodded, "My family was hiding on a farm in Germany, not far from Berlin," She told me. "My father knew a priest, and he got us Aryan papers."
I imagined how she must have suffered too, fear, a constant companion. And yet here we were both survivors, in a new world.
"There was a camp next to the farm." Roma continued. "I saw a boy there and I would throw him apples every day."
What an amazing coincidence that she had helped some other boy. "What did he look like?" I asked.
"He was tall, skinny and hungry. I must have seen him every day for six months. "
My heart was racing. I couldn't believe it. This couldn't be. "Did he tell you one day not to come back because he was leaving Schlieben?".
Roma looked at me in amazement. "Yes!"
"That was me!"
I was ready to burst with joy and awe, flooded with emotions. I couldn't believe it! My angel.
"I'm not letting you go," I said to Roma.
I proposed to her. I didn't want to wait.
Read the following extract and rewrite it from the point of view of Orlando:
[You may begin with : When Duke senior and his followers
were taking meal I rushed ...... ]
The Duke senior and his followers were sitting down to a
meal one day when Orlando rushed out from among the trees, his sword in his hand. 'Stop, and eat no more!' he cried. The Duke and his friends asked him what he wanted. 'Food,' said Orlando. 'I am almost dying of hunger. '
They asked him to sit down and eat, but he would not do so. He told them that his old servant was in the wood, dying of hunger. 'I will not eat a bite until he has been fed ', Orlando said.
So the good Duke and his followers helped him to bring
Adam to their hiding place, and Orlando and the old man were fed and taken care of. When the Duke learned that Orlando was a son of his old friend Sir Rowland de Boys, he welcomed him gladly to his forest court.
Orlando lived happily with the Duke and his friends, but he had not forgotten the lovely Rosalind. She was always in his thoughts and every day he wrote poetry about her, pinning it on the trees in the forest. 'These trees shall be my books,' he said, 'so that everyone who looks in the forest will be able to read how sweet and good Rosalind is.'
Rosalind and Celia found some of these poems pinned on
the trees. At first they were puzzled, wondering who could have written them; but one day Celia came in from a walk with the news that she had seen Orlando sleeping under a tree, and she and Rosalind guessed that he must be the poet.
Read the following extract and rewrite it from the point of view of the boy :
[You may begin with : My mother hopes that I am preparing ... ]
''I hope you're preparing for your exams,'' she wrote back.
''After all, there's not much we can do about a skeleton that's been hidden a way for ten or fifteen years. Anyway, there were two newspapers in the cupboard. The Daily Chronicle, published from Delhi on January 18, 1930, is complete. That was four years before you were born. The main headline refers to the 'Bareilly Train Disaster' in which thirteen passengers were killed and nineteen seriously injured. There are also two pages of book reviews, including a review of 'The Glenlitten Murder' by E. Phillips Oppenheim. I think you have read some of his books. Books on the Riviera.
''The other book is about the spirit world, and the possibility of communicating with those who have passed from this material world. Perhaps we can summon up the spirit of the person who inhabited the skeleton? She could tell us how she met her end. Old Miss Kellner holds seances and table-rappings. But how would she summon up a spirit if she doesn't know who it was in the first place?
''The second newspaper - incomplete - is the Civil and
Military Gazette of March 2, 1930. This was published from Lahore, and as you know, Mr. Kipling worked on it a few years earlier. The front page is missing, but page 5 carries an ad for a film called 'The Awakening of Love' starring Vilma Banky. Vilma was a popular heroine when I was a girl. Nothing much else of interest except for a small item under the headline 'Elder Murder Sequel' : ''
Read the extract carefully and rewrite as if you are the friend of the narrator :
[You may begin with: A couple of days later he was walking around ...... ]
A couple of days later, I was walking around the camp, around the barracks, near the barbed-wire fence where the guards could not easily see. I was alone.
On the other side of the fence, I spotted someone: a little girl with light, almost luminous curls. She was half-hidden behind a birch tree.
I glanced around to make sure no one saw me. I called to her softly in German, ''Do you have something to eat?'' She didn't understand. I inched closer to the fence and repeated the question in Polish. She stepped forward. I was thin and gaunt, with rags wrapped around my feet, but the girl looked unafraid. In her eyes, I saw life. She pulled an apple from her woollen jacket and threw it over the fence. I grabbed the fruit and, as I started to run away, I heard her say faintly, ''I"ll see you tomorrow. ''
I returned to the same spot by the fence at the same time every day. She was always there with something for me to eat a hunk of bread or better yet, an apple. We didn't dare speak or linger. To be caught would mean death for us both. I didn't know anything about her, just a kind farm girl, except that she understood Polish. What was her name? Why was she risking her life for me? Hope was in such short supply, and this girl on the other side of the fence gave me some, as nourishing in its way as the bread and apples.
Read the following extract and rewrite it from the point of view of the Daisy, the flower:
[You may begin as: I was very happy ........... ]
How happy the daisy was! No one has the least idea. The bird kissed it with its beak, sang to it, and then rose again up to the blue sky. It was certainly more than a quarter of an hour before the daisy recovered its senses. Half ashamed, yet glad at heart, it. looked over to the other flowers in the garden; surely they had witnessed its pleasure and the honour that had been done to it; they understood its joy. But the tulips stood more stiffly than ever, their faces were pointed and red because they were vexed. The peonies were sulky; it was well that they could not speak, otherwise, they would have given the daisy a good lecture. The little flower could very well see that they were ill at ease, and pitied them sincerely.
Shortly after this, a girl came into the garden, with a large sharp knife. She went to the tulips and began cutting them off, one after another. "Ugh!" sighed the daisy, "that is terrible; now they are done for."
The girl carried the tulips away. The daisy was glad that it was outside, and only a small flower - it felt very grateful. At sunset, it folded its petals and fell asleep, and dreamt all night of the sun and the little bird.
Read the following extract and rewrite it from the point of view of Oliver.
Read the following extract and rewrite it as if the dentist is narrating it:
[You may begin as: I told George that I thought I had seen him somewhere before .......... ]
| Dentist: | I thought I'd seen you somewhere before. Why I know your father well! |
| George: | Do you, sir? |
| Dentist: | Yes, rather. He was only speaking about you the other night. You've been having some trouble with two back teeth, haven't you? |
| George: | (becoming suddenly nervous) N - no - that is not much. |
| Dentist: | Ah! Well, your father thinks you'd better have them out. It's strange you should have come in tonight because I shall be seeing you in the morning. Your dad's made an appointment for you. |
| George: | (obviously alarmed) N - no, not really? You - You don't mean this seriously, do you? |
| Dentist: | Why, yes. But perhaps I shouldn' t have mentioned it. Your dad told me you particularly hate having teeth out. Still, never mind, it's quite painless, you know. |
| George: | (gulping nervously) If there's one thing that gets me in a blue funk it's - (He realizes that Tom and Ginger are regarding him with eyes of triumph) |
| Tom: | George, old chap, we're joining your club tomorrow. |
| George: | Who says so? |
| Ginger: | ou said so yourself, George. You promised. you'd let us join that club if you showed a sign of fear before leaving this house. Well, you showed it right enough the moment you heard you'd got to have some teeth out; and you can't go back on your bargain now - can he, boys? |
| Tom and Alfie: | (in emphatic chorus) No fear! |
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