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प्रश्न
Narrating an experience :
Narrate an experience in about 80 - 100 words with the help of the following beginning. Suggest a suitable title for it.
It was Saturday and my parents were not at home. Being alone I could not sleep peacefully.............................
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उत्तर
Alone At Home With The Knocking For Company
It was Saturday and my parents were not at home. Being alone I could not sleep peacefully, so I got up and headed to the living room. After searching hard, I finally found the television remote. Trying to be brave I decided to watch a crime thriller. Thinking back now I can't remember the name of the movie. What I do remember is that after watching about fifteen minutes of the movie I switched off the television. Suddenly I heard a loud banging on the door. My parents had the keys so it could not be them. For a moment I thought it could be some kind of criminal. Then I chided myself thinking that honestly was impossible. What could a criminal want with me anyway? But on the other hand, who would knock on the door at 11pm? Braving myself, I slowly opened the door but there was no one outside. I bolted the door, ran to my bedroom and hid under the covers, spending the whole night convincing myself that it must have been a prank of some sort. The next morning the neighbours were talking about some teenagers knocking on everybody's doors last night. And then I finally got some sleep.
Notes
Write your narration by using the points given below –
• Write a suitable title to your story/narration.
• Write story / narration in such a way to draw listeners’ attention.
• Write your story / narration based on creativity and imagination.
• Try to convey a positive message through your story.
• If the beginning is given, begin your story/narration with the given beginning and write proper conclusion.
• If the end is given, begin your story/ narration in such a way to get the end given.
Marking Scheme
• Title and Beginning 01
• Vocabulary and Grammar 01
• Use of appropriate points 01
• Logical order 01
• Conclusion 01
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