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प्रश्न
Discuss in group and answer the following question in two or three paragraphs (100
−150 words)
Of the three, Jerome, George and Harris, who do you think is the best or worst packer?
Support your answer with details from the text.
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उत्तर
Of the three, Jerome is the best packer He knew how to arrange things in order. Both Harris and George messed everything. Harris packed the strawberry jam on top of a tomato and squashed it. George stepped on the butter. They were getting constantly irritated by Montmorency. Till the time Jerome packed, although he took his time, the job. They even kept things behind them and then kept searching for it. They made everything such a mess.
संबंधित प्रश्न
Discuss in pair and answer question below in a short paragraph (30 − 40 words.
What did Harris say after the bag was shut and strapped? Why do you think he waited
till then to ask?
Thinking about the poem
What do you think the last two lines of the poem mean? (Looking back, does the poet regret his choice or accept it?)
Some are Purple and gold flecked grey
For she who has journeyed through life midway,
Whose hands have cherished , whose love has blest,
And cradled fair sons on her faithful breast,
And serves her household in fruitful pride,
And worship the gods at her husband's side.
Read the lines given above and answer the question that follow:
The patriarchal system is referred in this stanza. Quote.
“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.
Why did the soldier tell the old man that it was not a good place to stop?
Lights were shining from every window, and there was a savoury smell of roast goose, for it was New-year’s eve—yes, she remembered that. In a corner, between two houses, one of which projected beyond the other, she sank down and huddled herself together. She had drawn her little feet under her, but she could not keep off the cold; and
she dared not go home, for she had sold no matches, and could not take home even a penny of money. Her father would certainly beat her; besides, it was almost as cold at home as here, for they had only the roof to cover them, through which the wind howled, although the largest holes had been stopped up with straw and rags. Her little hands were almost frozen with the cold. Ah! perhaps a burning match might be some good, if she could draw it from the bundle and strike it against the wall, just to warm her fingers. She drew one out—“scratch!” how it sputtered as it burnt! It gave a warm, bright light, like a little candle, as she held her hand over it. It was really a wonderful light. It seemed to the little girl that she was sitting by a large iron stove, with polished brass feet and a brass ornament. How the fire burned! and seemed so beautifully warm that the child stretched out her feet as if to warm them, when, lo! the flame of the match went out, the stove vanished, and she had only the remains of the half-burnt match in her hand.
Read the extract given below and answer the question that follow.
Why could the girl not go home?
The crocodile lay on the bank of the Limpopo river. Golu thought it was
We should be friendly towards our neighbours. Why so?
What happens when it rains in deserts?
When and how did Timothy become unfriendly?
Why were the sunrays keen to go down to the earth the next day?
What made the ghost speechless? Why?
With the help of your partner, try to rewrite some lines in the poem, or add new ones of your own as in the following examples.
Trees are for birds to build nests in. Trees are for people to sit under.
Now try to compose a similar poem about water, or air
How does a tree prove to be beneficial during Summers?
Which is the word in the extract that means ‘a liquid sweet juice?
What does the writer say about the friendship between man and dog?
What does he want to know about his teacher? Why?
Who says this to whom and why?
“What have you to say in your defence?”
Answer the following question.
Algu found himself in a tight spot. What was his problem?
Find out the meaning of the following words by looking them up in the dictionary. Then use them in sentences of your own.
comical
Fill in the blanks with the words given in the box.
| how, what, when, where, which |
"You should know ______ to talk and ______ to keep your mouth shut," the teacher advised Anil.
