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Prepare a Presentation (on paper or on a PC) as a piece of reference to other students. Make use of the following points.

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(1) Title: Night of the Scorpion
(2) Introduction of the poet: Nissim Ezekiel (1924-2004) was an Indian Jewish poet, actor, playwright, editor, and art critic. He was a foundational figure in postcolonial India’s literary history, specifically for Indian writings of a wider range.
     The poem depicts the selfless love of a mother, who is stung by a scorpion.
(3) The complete poem:

Night of the Scorpion
 I remember the night my mother
was stung by a scorpion. Ten hours
of steady rain had driven him
to crawl beneath a sack of rice.

 Parting with his poison – flash
of diabolic tail in the darkroom –
 he risked the rain again

The peasants came like swarms of flies
and buzzed the name of God a hundred times
to paralyze the Evil One.

With candles and with lanterns
 throwing giant scorpion shadows
 on the mud-baked walls
 they searched for him: he was not found.
 They clicked their tongues.
 With every movement that the scorpion made his poison moved in Mother’s blood, they said.
 May he sit still, they said
 May the sins of your previous birth be burned away tonight, they said.
 May your suffering decrease the misfortunes of your next birth, they said.
 May the sum of all evil balanced in this unreal world against the sum of good become diminished by your pain.
 May the poison purify your flesh of desire, and your spirit of ambition,
 they said, and they sat around on the floor with my mother in the center,
 the peace of understanding on each face. 

More candles, more lanterns, more neighbors,
 more insects, and the endless rain.
 My mother twisted through and through,
 groaning on a mat.
 My father, sceptic, rationalist,
 trying every curse and blessing,
 powder, mixture, herb, and hybrid
 He even poured a little paraffin
upon the bitten toe and put a match to it. 
 I watched the flame feeding on my mother.
 I watched the holy man perform his rites to tame the poison with an incantation.
 After twenty hours it lost its sting.

 My mother only said
 Thank God the scorpion picked on me
 And spared my children.
-Nissim Ezekiel

(4) Learning objectives: My mother only said
 Thank God the scorpion picked on me
 And spared my children.
I watched the flame feeding on my mother.
 I watched the holy man perform his rites to tame the poison with an incantation.
(5) Style of writing (This is a narrative poem in the first person, lines of irregular length, free verse-absence of rhyme and meter, enjambement Style is free and colloquial. There is repeated use of indirect speech, Imagery, use of similes, metaphors, alliteration, repetition, and onomatopoeia.) 
(6) Scorpion lines 

I remember the night my mother was stung by a scorpion. Ten hours of steady rain had driven him to crawl beneath a sack of rice. Parting with his poison - a flash of diabolic tail in the darkroom -
he risked the rain again.

(7) The peasants: The peasants came like swarms of flies
and buzzed the name of God a hundred times
to paralyze the Evil One.
(8) The poet's father (sceptic, rationalist. anxious, worried)
(9) The poet's mother (brave, patient, selfless, loving, understanding)
(10) Vocabulary: The poem is simple, easy-to-understand. The poem is enriched using various figures of speech such as Alliteration, Antithesis, Hyperbole, Inversion, Metaphor, Onomatopoeia, Oxymoron, Repetition,  Simile, and transferred Epithet. An example of personification from the poem is " I watched the flame feeding on my mother " as the flame is given the human quality of 'feeding'. 
(11) Credits: The ironic twist in the poem comes when in the end the mother who suffered in silence opens her mouth. she say's 'Thank God the scorpion picked on me and spared my children." yes,  I like this poem because of this poem mention the bond between the mother and son.

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अध्याय 3.1: Night of the Scorpion - English Workshop [पृष्ठ १०६]

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बालभारती English Kumarbharati [English] Standard 10 Maharashtra State Board
अध्याय 3.1 Night of the Scorpion
English Workshop | Q 10 | पृष्ठ १०६

संबंधित प्रश्न

Read the following extract and do the activities.
I remember the night my mother
was stung by a scorpion. Ten hours
of steady rain had driven him
to crawl beneath a sack of rice.
Patting with his poison – flash
Of diabolic tail in the dark room -
he risked the rain again.
The peasants came like swarms of flies
And buzzed the name of God a hundred times
to paralyse the Evil One.
With candles and with lanterns
throwing giant scorpion shadows
on the mud-baked walls
they searched for him: he was not found.
They clicked their tongues.
With every movement that the scorpion made his poison
moved in Mother’s blood, they said.

(A1) Choose the correct option for the following.
(1) The incident in the poem took place in
(i) the morning (ii) the night
(iii) the afternoon (iv) the evening

(2) ‘The Evil’ mentioned in the poem was
(i) the peasant (ii) the God
(iii) the scorpion (iv) the mother

(3) The scorpion crawled beneath a sack of
(i) sugar (ii) a wheat
(iii) corns (iv) rice

(4) The peasants are compared with
(i) flock of sheep (ii) group of monkeys
(iii) swarms of flies (iv) herds of cattle

(A2) Write the reactions of the people when they knew that the mother was stung by a scorpion.
(i)..................................................................
(ii)................................................................
(iii)...............................................................
(iv)...............................................................

(A3) Write down the rhyming words from the stanzas for the following.
(i) fight - (ii) clash -


Get into pairs and discuss the following with your partners and complete the table.

Many people are superstitious. This means that they have a belief for which they have no logical reason.

An example of superstition is that - walking under a ladder brings bad luck. In pairs, list any superstitions that you know of.

Superstition What it implies
(1) Smashing a mirror Brings seven years of bad luck.
(2)  
(3)  
(4)  
(5)  

Brainstorm what you know about Scorpions. Use the points given below.


After reading the poem, complete the following. What happens? There are three main parts of the poem. Do you know what they are about? The first one is done for you.

Lines What is happening?
1-7 The scorpion comes into the home to escape the rain and stings the poet’s mother.
8-33  
34-48  

Choose the correct alternative.

The child is afraid but admires ____________.


Choose the correct alternative.

His father and the villagers panic and hastily suggest _____________.


Choose the correct alternative.

Using the first person gives the feeling that it is told from ______________.


Choose the correct alternative.

The poem is titled ‘Night of the Scorpion’, for, the major part of the poem _______________.


Choose the correct alternative.

The peasants chant the name of God to _______________.


Read the following poem and write an appreciation of it with the help of the given points in a paragraph format:

Night of the Scorpion

I remember the night my mother
was stung by a scorpion. Ten hours
of steady rain had driven him
to crawl beneath a sack of rice.
Parting with his poison - flash
of diabolic tail in the dark room -
he risked the rain again.
The peasants came like swarms of flies
And buzzed the name of God a hundred times
to paralyse the Evil One.
With candles and with lanterns
throwing giant scorpion shadows
on the mud-baked walls
they searched for him: he was not found.
They clicked their tongues.
With every movement that the scorpion made his poison
moved in Mother's blood, they said.
May he sit still, they said
May the sins of your previous birth
be burned away tonight, they said.
May your suffering decrease
the misfortunes of your next birth, they said.
May the sum of all evil
balanced in this unreal world
against the sum of good
become diminished by your pain.
May the poison purify your flesh
of desire, and your spirit of ambition,
they said, and they sat around
on the floor with my mother in the centre,
the peace of understanding on each face.
More candles, more lanterns, more neighbours,
more insects, and endless rain.
My mother twisted through and through,
groaning on a mat.
My father, sceptic, rationalist,
trying every curse and blessing,
powder, mixture, herb and hybrid.
He even poured a little paraffin
upon the bitten toe and put a match to it.
I watched the flame feeding on my mother.
I watched the holy man perform his rites to tame the
poison with an incantation.
After twenty hours
it lost its sting.
My mother only said
Thank God the scorpion picked on me
And spared my children.

Points:

  • The title and the poet of the poem
  • Rhyme scheme
  • Figures of speech
  • Central Idea/Theme

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