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Last Lessons for the year.

April 20, 2020

 

Hello to Everyone,

Let me start by saying how much I miss each of you. I hope you are all holding up well. Have you thought about the fact you are living through history? I hope you are taking notice it will be something you can tell your grandchildren. Think on that for a while! J

We are almost to the end of the school year and we need to finish it up in a big way. I do not have SOL test score yet, but when I do I’ll call or email each of you. Your classwork is very important to whether you pass for the nine weeks or not. Remember something is better than nothing! Please do your work!! When you have finished this packet of assignments you will be finished doing work for me. Which makes you in control of how fast you want to get this done. All work should be turned into me by May 11, 2020 or before. You will have 10+ graded assignments. Look in student portal for grades.

Lastly, feel free to send me an email. I enjoy hearing from you, and I’ll respond back. If you have assignment work or a school issue I can try and help you get it solved.

Let me know if you need help.

 

 

 

 

Ok let’s get started:

Today’s communication will be about your assignments through the rest of the nine weeks. In addition, to instructions for sending me your work.

It is important for you to finish your work and email it to me. Grades will count and if you are afraid you won’t pass then make sure you do what I have sent. All work will be in Word and you will send it to my email as 1 packet.

1. Make the first page in word have all your information on it.

Your Full Name

Date sent

Class period

Font size 14

2. Title or number of assignment before answers.

All work should be done in WORD. Make one long document with all your work. You only need the answers and prompt response. Easy right?

 

Your document will look something like this:

1. Cover page

2. Little Red Riding Hood

3. Vocabulary

4. All About Me Project

 

Make sure you do these in order and number questions in order please.

5. Focus Journaling (10 in all) the more you do the higher the grade

6. #1 Coward Lion questions

7. #2 Cat questions

8. #3 Hyperinflation questions

9. #4 Carnivorous Plants questions

10. #5 Gilray’s Flower Pot questions 

Here’s an idea:

You could arrange work to be one day or one weeks’ worth.

For example:

Week 1 4-20-20

1st Focus

1st Reading exercise

2nd Focus

2nd Reading exercise

Week 2 4-27-20

3rd Focus

3rd Reading exercise

4th Focus

4th Reading exercise

Understand? Make sure they match the assignment order above!

Below is order I want to see your packet in. You can cut and paste to get everything into order. Good Luck!

 

Red Riding Hood

My Access

Vocabulary

Project

Focus Prompts

Prompts:

1. When Was The Last Time You Tried To Do Something To Look Cool, But It Ended In Utter Embarrassment?

 

2. What If You Could Marry Someone Famous, Either Living Or Dead?

 

3. What Is Your Best Piece Of Advice?

 

4. What Do You Think Is The Best Feeling In The World?

 

5. Would You Rather Eat Only One Meal Every Three Days Of Whatever You Want, And Only Peanuts In Between To Keep You Alive; Or Eat Whatever You Want, Whenever, But Have No Sense Of Taste?

6. To What Extent Do You Shape Your Own Destiny, And How Much Is Down To Fate?

 

7. Is A “Wrong” Act Okay If Nobody Ever Knows About It?

 

8. Can We Have Happiness Without Sadness?

 

9. What’s Something You Could Teach Me About?

 

10. Do You Believe In Luck?

 

Comprehensive Reading plus questions

#1 The Cowardly Lion and the Hungry Tiger

By L. Frank Baum

 

Directions: Read the short story and answer the questions. Refer to the text to check your answers when appropriate.

 

In the splendid palace of the Emerald City, which is in the center of the fairy Land of Oz, is a great Throne Room. This is where Princess Ozma, the Ruler, sits in a throne of glistening emeralds for an hour each day and listens to all the troubles of her people, which they are sure to tell her about. Around Ozma's throne, on such occasions, are grouped all the important personages1 of Oz, such as the Scarecrow, Tiktok the Clockwork Man, the Tin Woodman, the Wizard of Oz, and other famous fairy people. Little Dorothy usually has a seat at Ozma's feet, and crouched on either side the throne are two enormous beasts known as the Hungry Tiger and the Cowardly Lion.

 

These two beasts are Ozma's chief guardians, but as everyone loves the beautiful girl Princess there has never been any disturbance in the great Throne Room, or anything for the guardians to do but look fierce and solemn2 and keep quiet until the Royal Audience is over and the people go away to their homes.

 

Of course no one would dare be naughty while the huge Lion and Tiger crouched beside the throne; but the fact is, the people of Oz are very seldom naughty. So Ozma's big guards are more ornamental3 than useful. No one realizes that better than the beasts themselves.

 

One day, after everyone had left the Throne Room except the Cowardly Lion and the Hungry Tiger, the Lion yawned and said to his friend:

 

"I'm getting tired of this job. No one is afraid of us and no one pays any attention to us."

 

"That is true," replied the big Tiger, purring softly. "We might as well be in the thick jungles where we were born, as trying to protect Ozma when she needs no protection. And I'm dreadfully hungry all the time."

 

"You have enough to eat, I'm sure," said the Lion, swaying his tail slowly back and forth.

 

"Enough, perhaps; but not the kind of food I long for," answered the Tiger. "What I'm hungry for is fat babies. I have a great desire to eat a few fat babies. Then, perhaps, the people of Oz would fear me and I'd become more important."

 

"True," agreed the Lion. "It would stir up quite a scene if you ate but one fat baby. As for myself, my claws are sharp as needles and strong as crowbars. My teeth are powerful enough to tear a person to pieces in a few seconds. I could spring upon a man and make chop suey of him. There would be wild excitement in the Emerald City. People would fall upon their knees and beg me for mercy. That, in my opinion, would render me very important."

 

"After you had torn the person to pieces, what would you do next?" asked the Tiger sleepily.

 

"I wonder how many pieces I ought to tear a person into," said the Lion, in a thoughtful voice.

 

"Sixty would be about right," suggested the Tiger.

 

"Would that hurt any more than to tear one into about a dozen pieces?" asked the Lion, with a little shudder.

 

"Who cares whether it hurts or not?" growled the Tiger.

 

The Lion did not reply. They entered a side street, but met no one.

 

Suddenly they heard a child crying.

 

"Aha!" exclaimed the Tiger. "There is my meat."

 

He rushed around a corner, the Lion following, and came upon a nice fat baby sitting in the middle of the street and crying as if in great distress6.

 

"What's the matter?" asked the Tiger, crouching before the baby.

 

"I--I--I-lost my m-m-mamma!" wailed the baby.

 

"Why, you poor little thing," said the great beast, softly stroking the child's head with its paw. "Don't cry, my dear, for mamma can't be far away. I'll help you find her."

 

"Go on," said the Lion, who stood by.

 

"Go on where?" asked the Tiger, looking up.

 

"Go on and eat your fat baby."

 

"Why, you dreadful creature!" said the Tiger reproachfully7. "Would you want me to eat a poor little lost baby?" And the beast gathered the little one into its strong, hairy arms and tried to comfort it by rocking it gently back and forth.

 

The Lion growled low in his throat and seemed very much disappointed. But at that moment a scream reached their ears and a woman came bounding out of a house and into the street. Seeing her baby in the embrace of the monster Tiger the woman screamed again and rushed forward to rescue it. In her haste she caught her foot in her skirt and tumbled head over heels and heels overhead. She stopped with such a bump that she saw many stars in the heavens, although it was broad daylight. And there she lay, in a helpless manner, all tangled up and unable to stir.

 

With one bound and a roar like thunder the huge Lion was beside her. With his strong jaws he grasped her dress and raised her into an upright position.

 

"Poor thing! Are you hurt?" he gently asked.

 

Gasping for breath the woman struggled to free herself and tried to walk, but she limped badly and tumbled down again.

 

"My baby!" she said pleadingly.

 

"The baby is all right; don't worry," replied the Lion; and then he added: "Keep quiet, now, and I'll carry you back to your house, and the Hungry Tiger will carry your baby."

 

The Tiger, who had approached the place with the child in its arms, asked in astonishment:

 

"Aren't you going to tear her into sixty pieces?"

"Then I would roar so loudly it would shake the earth and stalk away to the jungle to hide myself, before anyone could attack me or kill me for what I had done."

 

"I see," nodded the Tiger. "You are really cowardly."

 

"To be sure. That is why I am named the Cowardly Lion. That is why I have always been so tame and peaceable. But I'm awfully tired of being tame," added the Lion, with a sigh, "and it would be fun to raise a row and show people what a terrible beast I really am."

 

The Tiger remained silent for several minutes, thinking deeply as he slowly washed his face with his left paw. Then he said:

 

"I'm getting old, and it would please me to eat at least one fat baby before I die. Suppose we surprise these people of Oz and prove our power. What do you say? We will walk out of here just as usual and the first baby we meet I'll eat in a jiffy4. And the first man or woman you meet, you will tear to pieces. Then we will both run out of the city gates and gallop across the country and hide in the jungle before anyone can stop us."

 

"All right. I'm game," said the Lion, yawning again so that he showed two rows of large sharp teeth.

 

The Tiger got up and stretched his great, sleek body.

 

"Seen any of them old Hydrophobies the last day or two?"

 

"Come on," he said. The Lion stood up and proved he was the larger of the two, for he was almost as big as a small horse.

 

Out of the palace they walked, and met no one. They passed through the beautiful grounds, past fountains and beds of lovely flowers, and met no one. Then they unlatched a gate and entered a street of the city, and met no one.

 

"I wonder how a fat baby will taste," said the Tiger, as they stalked majestically5 along, side by side.

 

"I imagine it will taste like nutmegs," said the Lion.

 

"No," said the Tiger, "I've an idea it will taste like gumdrops."

 

They turned a corner, but met no one, for the people of the Emerald City usually take their naps at this hour of the afternoon.

 

 

 

 

 

Vocabulary

 

1. personages: people who are notable or great

2. solemn: deeply serious

3. ornamental: acting as an ornament; decorative

4. jiffy: a short, unspecified period of time

5. majestically: showing the qualities of royalty and great dignity

"No, nor into six pieces," answered the Lion indignantly8. "I'm not such a brute as to destroy a poor woman who has hurt herself trying to save her lost baby. If you are so cruel and bloodthirsty, you may leave me and go away, for I do not care to associate with you."

 

"That's all right," answered the Tiger. "I'm not cruel--not in the least--I'm only hungry. But I thought you were cruel."

 

"Thank heaven I'm respectable," said the Lion, with dignity. He then raised the woman and with much gentleness carried her into her house, where he laid her upon a sofa.

The Tiger followed with the baby, which he safely deposited beside its mother. The little one liked the Hungry Tiger and, grasping the enormous beast by both ears, the baby kissed the beast's nose to show he was grateful and happy.

 

"Thank you very much," said the woman. "I've often heard what good beasts you are, in spite of your power to do mischief to mankind. Now I know that the stories are true. I do not think either of you have ever had an evil thought."

 

The Hungry Tiger and the Cowardly Lion hung their heads and did not look into each other's eyes, for both were shamed and humbled. They crept away and stalked back through the streets until they again entered the palace grounds, where they retreated to the pretty, comfortable rooms they occupied at the back of the palace. There they silently crouched in their usual corners to think over their adventure.

 

After a while the Tiger said sleepily:

 

"I don't believe fat babies taste like gumdrops. I'm quite sure they have the flavor of raspberry tarts. My, how hungry I am for fat babies!"

 

The Lion grunted. "You're a humbug," said he.

 

"Am I?" retorted the Tiger, with a sneer. "Tell me, then, into how many pieces you usually tear your victims, my bold Lion?"

 

The Lion impatiently thumped the floor with his tail.

 

"To tear anyone into pieces would soil my claws and blunt my teeth," he said. "I'm glad I didn't muss myself up this afternoon by hurting that poor mother."

 

The Tiger looked at him steadily and then yawned a wide, wide yawn.

 

"You're a coward," he remarked.

 

"Well," said the Lion, "it's better to be a coward than to do wrong."

 

"To be sure," answered the other. "And that reminds me that I nearly lost my own reputation. For, had I eaten that fat baby I would not now be the Hungry Tiger. It's better to go hungry, seems to me, than to be cruel to a little child."

 

And then they dropped their heads on their paws and went to sleep.

 

 

Vocabulary

6. distress: danger or discomfort

7. reproach: to criticize or bring shame

8. indignant: showing anger at something unjust

 

1. Why are the Lion and the Tiger bored at the beginning of the story?

 

a. The people of Oz rarely misbehave.                       b. Nobody acts bad around the Lion and the Tiger.

 

c. Nobody wants to hurt Ozma.                                 d. They are bored for ALL of these reasons.

 

2. Which one of these is NOT a reason why the Lion and the Tiger make their plan?

 

a. They want attention.                                               b. They want to feel more important.

 

c. They are bored.                                              d. They need to be fed more food.

 

3. Which is NOT part of the Lion and Tiger's plan?

 

a. The Lion will tear up the first person he sees.

 

b. The Tiger will eat a baby.

 

c. The Lion will become the king of Oz.

 

d. They will hide in the jungle after it is done.

 

4. According to the text, which of the following is true?

 

a. The Lion is bigger than the Tiger.                           b. The Lion is hungrier than the Tiger.

 

c. The Tiger is braver than the Lion.                           d. The Lion is smaller than the Tiger.

 

5. Which figurative language technique is used in the following sentence?

 

"I would roar so loudly it would shake the earth."

 

a. Simile                                                     b.  Hyperbole

 

c. Metaphor                                                        d.  Personification

 

6. Which event happens last?

 

a. The Lion and the Tiger feel guilty.                          b. A woman falls and injures herself.

 

c. The Lion and the Tiger wander the streets.           d. The Tiger rescues a baby.

 

7. Which best expresses a lesson that the Lion learned?

 

a. It's never too late to follow your dreams.

 

b. Always back up your words with actions.

 

c. Never give up on your life goals, no matter what.

 

d. It's better to be teased than to do something you'll regret.

 

8. How motivated the Lion and the Tiger were to follow through on their plan?

 

a. The Lion and the Tiger were very serious about wanting to hurt people.

 

b. The Lion was just trying to sound brave but the Tiger almost ate someone.

 

c. The Lion and the Tiger never had any real intentions of hurting anyone.

 

d. The Lion might have eaten that woman had the Tiger not talked him out of it.

 

9. Which best describes the narrator's tone in this sentence from the last paragraph?

 

"Tell me, then, into how many pieces you usually tear your victims, my bold Lion?"

 

a. Sincere                                                   b.  Sarcastic

 

c. Spiteful                                                  d.  Sweet

 

10.  Which prediction is best supported by evidence from the text?

 

a. It is only a matter of time before the Tiger convinces the Lion to kill.

 

b. The Lion will probably return to the jungle, learn to rule, and come back to conquer Oz.

 

c. The Tiger will one day live out his desire to find out how a fat baby tastes.

 

d. The Lion and the Tiger will keep living boring lives in the comforts of the palace.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

#2 The Cat That Walked by Himself

By Rudyard Kipling

 

Directions: Read the short story. Answer the questions. Refer to the text to check your answers when appropriate.

 

Hear and attend and listen; for this befell and behappened1 and became and was, O my Best Beloved, when the Tame animals were wild. The Dog was wild, and the Horse was wild, and the Cow was wild, and the Sheep was wild, and the Pig was wild--as wild as wild could be--and they walked in the Wet Wild Woods by their wild lones. But the wildest of all the wild animals was the Cat. He walked by himself, and all places were alike to him.

 

Of course the Man was wild too. He was dreadfully wild. He didn't even begin to be tame till he met the Woman, and she told him that she did not like living in his wild ways. She picked out a nice dry Cave, instead of a heap of wet leaves, to lie down in; and she strewed clean sand on the floor; and she lit a nice fire of wood at the back of the Cave; and she hung a dried wild-horse skin, tail-down, across the opening of the Cave; and she said, "Wipe your feet, dear, when you come in, and now we'll keep house."

 

That night, Best Beloved, they ate wild sheep roasted on the hot stones, and flavored with wild garlic and wild pepper; and wild duck stuffed with wild rice and wild coriander2; and marrow-bones of wild oxen; and wild cherries. Then the Man went to sleep in front of the fire ever so happy; but the Woman sat up, combing her hair. She took the bone of the shoulder of mutton--the big fat blade-bone--and she looked at the wonderful marks on it, and she threw more wood on the fire, and she made a Magic. She made the First Singing Magic in the world.

 

Out in the Wet Wild Woods all the wild animals gathered together where they could see the light of the fire a long way off, and they wondered what it meant.

 

Then Wild Horse stamped with his wild foot and said, "O my Friends and O my Enemies, why have the Man and the Woman made that great light in that great Cave, and what harm will it do us?"

 

Wild Dog lifted up his wild nose and smelled the smell of roast mutton, and said, "I will go up and see and look, and say; for I think it is good. Cat, come with me."

 

"Nenni!" said the Cat. "I am the Cat who walks by himself, and all places are alike to me. I will not come."

 

"Then we can never be friends again," said Wild Dog, and he trotted off to the Cave. But when he had gone a little way the Cat said to himself, "All places are alike to me. Why should I not go too and see and look and come away at my own liking." So he slipped after Wild Dog softly, very softly, and hid himself where he could hear everything.

 

When Wild Dog reached the mouth of the Cave he lifted up the dried horse-skin with his nose and sniffed the beautiful smell of the roast mutton3, and the Woman, looking at the blade-bone, heard him, and laughed, and said, "Here comes the first. Wild Thing out of the Wild Woods, what do you want?"

 

Wild Dog said, "O my Enemy and Wife of my Enemy, what is this that smells so good in the Wild Woods?"

 

Then the Woman picked up a roasted mutton-bone and threw it to Wild Dog, and said, "Wild Thing out of the Wild Woods,

"Ah," said the Cat, listening, "this is a clever Woman, but she is not so clever as I am." Wild Horse bent his wild head, and the Woman slipped the plaited hide halter over it, and Wild Horse breathed on the Woman's feet and said, "O my Mistress, and Wife of my Master, I will be your servant for the sake of the wonderful grass."

 

"Ah," said the Cat, listening, "that is a very foolish Horse." And he went back through the Wet Wild Woods, waving his wild tail and walking by his wild lone. But he never told anybody.

 

When the Man and the Dog came back from hunting, the Man said, "What is Wild Horse doing here?" And the Woman said, "His name is not Wild Horse any more, but the First Servant, because he will carry us from place to place for always and always and always. Ride on his back when you go hunting.

 

Next day, holding her wild head high that her wild horns should not catch in the wild trees, Wild Cow came up to the Cave, and the Cat followed, and hid himself just the same as before; and everything happened just the same as before; and the Cat said the same things as before, and when Wild Cow had promised to give her milk to the Woman every day in exchange for the wonderful grass, the Cat went back through the Wet Wild Woods waving his wild tail and walking by his wild lone, just the same as before. But he never told anybody. And when the Man and the Horse and the Dog came home from hunting and asked the same questions same as before, the Woman said, "Her name is not Wild Cow any more, but the Giver of Good Food. She will give us the warm white milk for always and always and always, and I will take care of her while you and the First Friend and the First Servant go hunting.

 

Next day the Cat waited to see if any other Wild thing would go up to the Cave, but no one moved in the Wet Wild Woods, so the Cat walked there by himself; and he saw the Woman milking the Cow, and he saw the light of the fire in the Cave, and he smelt the smell of the warm white milk.

 

Cat said, "O my Enemy and Wife of my Enemy, where did Wild Cow go?"

 

The Woman laughed and said, "Wild Thing out of the Wild Woods, go back to the Woods again, for I have braided up my hair, and I have put away the magic blade-bone, and we have no more need of either friends or servants in our Cave.

 

Cat said, "I am not a friend, and I am not a servant. I am the Cat who walks by himself, and I wish to come into your cave."

 

Woman said, "Then why did you not come with First Friend on the first night?"

 

Cat grew very angry and said, "Has Wild Dog told tales of me?"

 

Then the Woman laughed and said, "You are the Cat who walks by himself, and all places are alike to you. Your are neither a friend nor a servant. You have said it yourself. Go away and walk by yourself in all places alike."

 

Then Cat pretended to be sorry and said, "Must I never come into the Cave? Must I never sit by the warm fire? Must I never drink the warm white milk? You are very wise and very beautiful. You should not be cruel even to a Cat."

 

Woman said, "I knew I was wise, but I did not know I was beautiful. So I will make a bargain with you. If ever I say one word in your praise you may come into the Cave."

 

"And if you say two words in my praise?" said the Cat.

 

"I will do so," said the Woman, "because I am at my wits' end; but I will not thank you for it."

 

She tied the thread to the little clay spindle whorl and drew it across the floor, and the Cat ran after it and patted it with his paws and rolled head over heels, and tossed it backward over his shoulder and chased it between his hind-legs and pretended to lose it, and pounced down upon it again, till the Baby laughed as loudly as it had been crying, and scrambled after the Cat and froliced all over the Cave till it grew tired and settled down to sleep with the Cat in its arms.

 

"Now," said the Cat, "I will sing the Baby a song that shall keep him asleep for an hour. And he began to purr, loud and low, low and loud, till the Baby fell fast asleep. The Woman smiled as she looked down upon the two of them and said, "That was wonderfully done. No question but you are very clever, O Cat."

 

That very minute and second, Best Beloved, the smoke of the fire at the back of the Cave came down in clouds from the roof--puff!--because it remembered the bargain she had made with the Cat, and when it had cleared away--lo and behold!--the Cat was sitting quite comfy close to the fire.

 

"O my Enemy and Wife of my Enemy and Mother of My Enemy," said the Cat, "it is I, for you have spoken a second word in my praise, and now I can sit by the warm fire at the back of the Cave for always and always and always. But still I am the Cat who walks by himself, and all places are alike to me."

 

Then the Woman was very very angry, and let down her hair and put more wood on the fire and brought out the broad blade-bone of the shoulder of mutton and began to make a Magic that should prevent her from saying a third word in praise of the Cat. It was not a Singing Magic, Best Beloved, it was a Still Magic; and by and by the Cave grew so still that a little wee-wee mouse crept out of a corner and ran across the floor.

 

"O my Enemy and Wife of my Enemy and Mother of my Enemy," said the Cat, "is that little mouse part of your magic?"

 

"Ouh! Chee! No indeed!" said the Woman, and she dropped the blade-bone and jumped upon the footstool in front of the fire and braided up her hair very quick for fear that the mouse should run up it.

 

"Ah," said the Cat, watching, "then the mouse will do me no harm if I eat it?"

 

"No," said the Woman, braiding up her hair, "eat it quickly and I will ever be grateful to you."

 

Cat made one jump and caught the little mouse, and the Woman said, "A hundred thanks. Even the First Friend is not quick enough to catch little mice as you have done. You must be very wise."

 

That very moment and second, O Best Beloved, the Milk-pot that stood by the fire cracked in two pieces--ffft--because it remembered the bargain she had made with the Cat, and when the Woman jumped down from the footstool--lo and behold!--the Cat was lapping up the warm white milk that lay in one of the broken pieces.

 

"O my Enemy and Wife of my Enemy and Mother of my Enemy," said the Cat, "it is I; for you have spoken three words in my praise, and now I can drink the warm white milk three times a day for always and always and always. But still I am the Cat who walks by himself, and all places are alike to me."

taste and try." Wild Dog gnawed the bone, and it was more delicious than anything he had ever tasted, and he said, "O my Enemy and Wife of my Enemy, give me another."

 

The Woman said, "Wild Thing out of the Wild Woods, help my Man to hunt through the day and guard this Cave at night, and I will give you as many roast bones as you need."

 

"Ah!" said the Cat, listening. "This is a very wise Woman, but she is not so wise as I am."

 

Wild Dog crawled into the Cave and laid his head on the Woman's lap, and said, "O my Friend and Wife of my Friend, I will help Your Man to hunt through the day, and at night I will guard your Cave."

 

"Ah!" said the Cat, listening. "That is a very foolish Dog." And he went back through the Wet Wild Woods waving his wild tail, and walking by his wild lone. But he never told anybody.

 

When the Man waked up he said, "What is Wild Dog doing here?" And the Woman said, "His name is not Wild Dog any more, but the First Friend, because he will be our friend for always and always and always. Take him with you when you go hunting."

 

Next night the Woman cut great green armfuls of fresh grass from the water-meadows, and dried it before the fire, so that it smelt like new-mown hay, and she sat at the mouth of the Cave and plaited a halter out of horse-hide, and she looked at the shoulder of mutton-bone--at the big broad blade-bone--and she made a Magic. She made the Second Singing Magic in the world.

 

Out in the Wild Woods all the wild animals wondered what had happened to Wild Dog, and at last Wild Horse stamped with his foot and said, "I will go and see and say why Wild Dog has not returned. Cat, come with me."

 

"Nenni!" said the Cat. "I am the Cat who walks by himself, and all places are alike to me. I will not come." But all the same he followed Wild Horse softly, very softly, and hid himself where he could hear everything.

 

When the Woman heard Wild Horse tripping and stumbling on his long mane, she laughed and said, "Here comes the second. Wild Thing out of the Wild Woods what do you want?"

 

Wild Horse said, "O my Enemy and Wife of my Enemy, where is Wild Dog?"

 

The Woman laughed, and picked up the blade-bone and looked at it, and said, "Wild Thing out of the Wild Woods, you did not come here for Wild Dog, but for the sake of this good grass."

 

And Wild Horse, tripping and stumbling on his long mane, said, "That is true; give me it to eat."

 

The Woman said, "Wild Thing out of the Wild Woods, bend your wild head and wear what I give you, and you shall eat the wonderful grass three times a day."

 

Vocabulary

1. behappened: happened

2. coriander: an herb also known as cilantro

3. mutton: sheep

"I never shall," said the Woman, "but if I say two words in your praise, you may sit by the fire in the Cave."

 

And if you say three words?" said the Cat.

 

"I never shall," said the Woman, "but if I say three words in your praise, you may drink the warm white milk three times a day for always and always and always."

 

Then the Cat arched his back and said, "Now let the Curtain at the mouth of the Cave, and the Fire at the back of the Cave, and the Milk-pots that stand beside the Fire, remember what my Enemy and the Wife of my Enemy has said." And he went away through the Wet Wild Woods waving his wild tail and walking by his wild lone.

 

That night when the Man and the Horse and the Dog came home from hunting, the Woman did not tell them of the bargain that she had made with the Cat, because she was afraid that they might not like it.

 

Cat went far and far away and hid himself in the Wet Wild Woods by his wild lone for a long time till the Woman forgot all about him. Only the Bat--the little upside-down Bat--that hung inside the Cave, knew where Cat hid; and every evening Bat would fly to Cat with news of what was happening.

 

One evening Bat said, "There is a Baby in the Cave. He is new and pink and fat and small, and the Woman is very fond of him."

 

"Ah," said the Cat, listening, "but what is the Baby fond of?"

 

"He is fond of things that are soft and tickle," said the Bat. "He is fond of warm things to hold in his arms when he goes to sleep. He is fond of being played with. He is fond of all those things."

 

"Ah," said the Cat, listening, "then my time has come."

 

Next night Cat walked through the Wet Wild Woods and hid very near the Cave till morning-time, and Man and Dog and Horse went hunting. The Woman was busy cooking that morning, and the Baby cried and interrupted. So she carried him outside the Cave and gave him a handful of pebbles to play with. But still the Baby cried.

 

Then the Cat put out his paddy paw and patted the Baby on the cheek, and it cooed; and the Cat rubbed against its fat knees and tickled it under its fat chin with his tail. And the Baby laughed; and the Woman heard him and smiled.

 

Then the Bat--the little upside-down bat--that hung in the mouth of the Cave said, "O my Hostess and Wife of my Host and Mother of my Host's Son, a Wild Thing from the Wild Woods is most beautifully playing with your Baby."

 

"A blessing on that Wild Thing whoever he may be," said the Woman, straightening her back, "for I was a busy woman this morning and he has done me a service."

 

That very minute and second, Best Beloved, the dried horse-skin Curtain that was stretched tail-down at the mouth of the Cave fell down--whoosh!--because it remembered the bargain she had made with the Cat, and when the Woman went to pick it up--lo and behold!--the Cat was sitting quite comfy inside the Cave.

 

"O my Enemy and Wife of my Enemy and Mother of my Enemy," said the Cat, "it is I: for you have spoken a word in my praise, and now I can sit within the Cave for always and always and always. But still I am the Cat who walks by himself, and all places are alike to me."

Then the Woman laughed and set the Cat a bowl of the warm white milk and said, "O Cat, you are as clever as a man, but remember that your bargain was not made with the Man or the Dog, and I do not know what they will do when they come home."

 

"What is that to me?" said the Cat. "If I have my place in the Cave by the fire and my warm white milk three times a day I do not care what the Man or the Dog can do."

 

That evening when the Man and the Dog came into the Cave, the Woman told them all the story of the bargain while the Cat sat by the fire and smiled. Then the Man said, "Yes, but he has not made a bargain with me or with all proper Men after me.' Then he took off his two leather boots and he took up his little stone axe (that makes three) and he fetched a piece of wood and a hatchet (that is five altogether), and he set them out in a row and he said, "Now we will make our bargain. If you do not catch mice when you are in the Cave for always and always and always, I will throw these five things at you whenever I see you, and so shall all proper Men do after me."

 

"Ah," said the Woman, listening, "this is a very clever Cat, but he is not so clever as my Man."

 

The Cat counted the five things and he said, "I will catch mice when I am in the Cave for always and always; but still I am the Cat who walks by himself, and all places are alike to me."

 

"Not when I am near," said the Man. "If you had not said that last I would have put all these things away for always and always and always; but I am now going to throw my two boots and my little stone axe (that makes three) at you whenever I meet you. And so shall all proper Men do after me!"

 

Then the Dog said, "Wait a minute. He has not made a bargain with me or with all proper Dogs after me." And he showed his teeth and said, "If you are not kind to the Baby while I am in the Cave for always and always and always, I will hunt you till I catch you, and when I catch you I will bite you. And so shall all proper Dogs do after me."

 

"Ah," said the Woman, listening, "this is a very clever Cat, but he is not so clever as the Dog."

 

Cat counted the Dog's teeth (and they looked very pointed) and he said, "I will be kind to the Baby while I am in the Cave, as long as he does not pull my tail too hard, for always and always and always. But still I am the Cat that walks by himself, and all places are alike to me."

 

"Not when I am near," said the Dog. "If you had not said that last I would have shut my mouth for always and always and always; but now I am going to hunt you up a tree whenever I meet you. And so shall all proper Dogs do after me."

 

Then the Man threw his two boots and his little stone axe (that makes three) at the Cat, and the Cat ran out of the Cave and the Dog chased him up a tree; and from that day to this, Best Beloved, three proper Men out of five will always throw things at a Cat whenever they meet him, and all proper Dogs will chase him up a tree. But the Cat keeps his side of the bargain too. He will kill mice and he will be kind to Babies when he is in the house, just as long as they do not pull his tail too hard. But when he has done that, and between times, and when the moon gets up and night comes, he is the Cat that walks by himself, and all places are alike to him. Then he goes out to the Wet Wild Woods or up the Wet Wild Trees or on the Wet Wild Roofs, waving his wild tail and walking by his wild lone.

 

1. Which is NOT one of the ways that the Woman improves the Man's life?

 

a. She moves the Man out of his pile of wet leaves.      b. She teaches the Man to clean up after himself.

 

c. She starts the fire and keeps it fed.                            d. She attracts helpful animal companions.

 

2. What is the main reason why the Wild Dog approaches the cave?

 

a. He is hungry.                                          b. He is attracted to the warmth of the fire.

 

c. He is trying to protect the other animals.                   d. He wants to be petted by the Man and the Woman.

 

3. Which statement about the Cat is false?

 

a. The Cat is sneaky.                                            b. The Cat finds a way to get what he wants.

 

c. The Cat's attitude gets him into trouble.           d. The Cat is eager to please others.

 

4. Which is the correct order of events?

 

a. The Cat and the Woman make a deal, the Baby is born, and then the Horse becomes the Man's servant                   

 

b. The Dog becomes Man's friend, the Baby is born, and then the Cat meets the Woman for the first time  

 

c. The Horse becomes the Man's servant, the Baby is born, and then the Dog becomes Man's friend

 

d. The Cat meets the Woman for the first time, the Baby is born, and then the Cat angers the Man

 

5. Which character is also known as The Giver of Good Food?

 

a. The Man                                                 b.  The Woman

 

c. The Cow                                                 d.  The Cat

 

6. The Cat makes a deal with the Woman by doing ALL of the following EXCEPT?

 

a. The Cat plays with the Baby.                                    b. The Cat helps the Baby sleep.

 

c. The Cat flatters the Woman.                                      d. The Cat makes the Man laugh.

 

7. Which animal is the Cat's closest friend?

 

a. The Bat                                                   b.  The Dog

 

c. The Horse                                                         d.  The Cow

 

8. What is the author's purpose in referring to the reader as "Best Beloved"?

 

a. He truly appreciates each and every one of his readers and is expressing his love.

 

b. He is acting as though the story is being told to a child.

 

c. He is writing this story in the olden days when everyone was called "Best Beloved."

 

d. He wants the reader to feel comfortable so he is being sweet and endearing.

 

9. Which poetic device or technique is used in the following sentence?

 

"The smoke of the fire at the back of the Cave came down in clouds from the roof--puff!"

 

a. Rhyme                                                    b.  Simile

 

c. Onomatopoeia                                        d.  Repetition

 

10.  This text attempts to explain each of the following EXCEPT?

 

a. This text explains why cats catch mice.           b. This text explains why cats always land on their feet.

 

c. This text explains why cats and dogs fight.               d. This text explains why cats get along with babies.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

#3 Hyperinflation

 

Directions: Read the following passage and answer the questions that follow. Refer to the text to check your answers when appropriate.

 

You like money, right? Most people do. But what is it really worth? Usually, it will buy the goods and services that you expect. But sometimes it's worth less than the paper that it's printed on. I know that sounds hard to believe, but it's happened before.

 

During World War I, the French and the Germans fought one another fiercely. The war exacted a tremendous cost on both sides. Millions died. Billions of dollars were spent. The French paid for their efforts by taxing their citizens. But the Germans borrowed money to pay for the war. As the war raged on and the Germans borrowed more and more money, the value of their currency dropped.

 

In those days, the Germans called their money Marks. When World War I started in 1914, a US Dollar was worth around four German Marks. In 1919, after the war ended, a US Dollar was worth about nine German Marks. That means that Germans needed to spend twice as much money to buy the same items after the war. This is called inflation. Since people usually don't start earning twice as much money out of nowhere, it can be a real problem.

 

While 100% inflation over five years sounds pretty bad, things got much worse after the war. The countries that fought against Germany were upset with them. The French were perhaps most upset. Much of the fighting took place in France, and the country was ravaged. Since France and her allies won the war, they got to set the terms of surrender. France wanted billions of dollars each year. They demanded payments in foreign money, like the US Dollar, not in German Marks.

 

It was early 1921 by the time these agreements were made. One US Dollar could buy 60 German Marks. Then the Germans started making payments. Things soon spiraled out of control.

The Germans made these payments by printing money. They would trade the money that they printed for foreign currency. But as they printed more and more, the money was worth less and less.In November of 1921, one US Dollar was worth 330 Marks. A year later, one US Dollar was worth 800 German Marks.

 

The German government grew desperate. They began to trade Marks for foreign money at any rate. This only made things worse. By November of 1923, one US Dollar could buy 4,210,500,000,000 Marks.That is not a typo. The number is 4 trillion. Their money was devalued so fast that German workers had to go to the store right after getting paid. If they waited until the day's end, their money would be worthless. Basic items like stamps and loaves of bread cost billions of Marks. Germans had to figure their expenses in thousands of billions. That made it tough to get through the day if you lacked strong math skills. Some burned the old bills to provide heat. The Marks' value as a fuel had increased beyond its value as a currency.

 

That the German economy ever recovered is something of a miracle, but it did recover. They created a new currency called the Retenmark. Unlike the old Marks, the new Retenmark was backed by land and gold. This means the currency could be traded for gold or land at a fixed rate. This also meant that the government could only print as much money as they had land and gold to back it. That turned out to be a good thing. By December of 1923, the Retenmark was the official currency. The Germans cut 12 zeros from the prices of their products and it was business as usual. Though they still had a lot of issues to work out, the money was stable. That made life a lot more livable. So while you are out chasing after money, remember that money is little more than a promise, and that promises can be broken.

 

 

1. Which is not a reason why the German Mark lost value?

 

a. The Germans borrowed money to pay for World War I.

 

b. The Germans had to make payments with foreign money.

 

c. The French demanded large payments.

 

d. The French lost the war.

 

 

2. Which best defines the word inflation as it is used in the third paragraph?

 

a. When the value of a currency drops

 

b. To increase the size of a balloon by blowing air into it

 

c. When the same amount of money purchases more than in the past

 

d. When the pictures on the money change

 

 

 

3. Which best expresses the main idea of the second paragraph?

 

a. Germany and France fought against one another in World War I.

 

b. Many people died in World War I on all sides.

 

c. The German Mark lost value because of borrowing.

 

d. The French were wrong to increase taxes during war time.

 

 

4. Which happened first?

 

a. The German Mark was replaced with the Retenmark.

 

b. The US Dollar was worth nine German Marks.

 

c. The Germans began making war payments to France.

 

d. German Marks were burned to provide heat.

 

 

5. Which statement would the author most likely agree with?

 

a. Inflation affects governments, not people.

 

b. The best way to pay for a long war is to borrow money.

 

c. Living in Germany during 1923 would be fun and exciting.

 

d. It is important for a nation to have a stable currency.

 

 

6. According to the text, how did the German government respond to France's demands for war payments?

 

a. The Germans made cuts and managed their resources wisely to meet payments.

 

b. The Germans printed a bunch of money and traded it for foreign currency.

 

c. The Germans raised taxes on their citizens and used the tax money to make payments.

 

d. The Germans began selling luxury cars to foreign nations to raise the money.

 

 

7. How was the Retenmark different from the paper Mark?

 

a. It was printed under the close supervision of the US Government.

 

b. It came before the paper Mark and was printed on silver plates.

 

c. It was backed by land and gold and could not be endlessly printed.

 

d. It was used to purchase land and gold and could not buy consumer goods.

 

 

8. Which happened last?

 

a. The Germans cut 12 zeroes from the prices of their products.

 

b. The Germans lost World War I.

 

c. The prices of goods skyrocketed into the billions.

 

d. The French demanded large payments from the Germans.

 

 

9. Which best defines the meaning of the word ravaged as used in the fourth paragraph?

 

a. Severely damaged

 

b. Overflowing with joy

 

c. Very angry

 

d. Beautifully colored with vegetation

 

 

10. Which title would best express the main idea of this text?

 

a. World War I: A Costly Fight for All of Those Involved

b. Inflation: How It Works and How to Prevent It

c. Can I Borrow a Trillion? Inflation in Germany After World War I

d. Money Around the World: A Comparison of the Value of Money

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

#4 Carnivorous Plants

Directions: Read the following passage and answer the questions that follow. Refer to the text to check your answers when appropriate.

 

Imagine that you're a fly. You're just zipping around the sky, looking for a place to rest, when you see nice pink leaf. That looks like a nice place to land. You think to yourself in your fly head. As you rest your feet on the leaf, you notice something strange. This leaf is hairy. You begin to make your move, but you trigger the plant's reflex. Snap! In one-tenth of a second, you are caught in the Venus flytrap. You will be digested in five to twelve days. Welcome to the world of carnivorous plants!

 

There are over a quarter of a millions plant species. Only 600 or so are carnivorous. We call them this because they attract, trap, and eat bugs. Like other plants, they get energy from the sun. But unlike other plants, they get their nutrients from their prey. Carnivorous plants live in bogs and places where the soil lacks nutrients. Most plants get nutrients from the soil. Carnivorous plants have turned to other sources.

 

The snap of the Venus flytrap is not the only way that plants eat bugs. Pitcher plants trick their prey into landing on them. They offer nectar bribes to the foolish insects that would take them. True to their name, pitcher plants have deep chambers. Their landing surface is slippery. They have inward pointing hairs, making it hard to escape. The fly lands on the pitcher plant to eat, but slips into a pit filled with digestive fluids and is eaten.

 

Then there're sundews. We call them sundews because they sparkle in the sun as if covered in morning dew. Of course, that sparkle is from something much more treacherous. It is a sweet goo called mucilage that bugs can't resist. Sundews create mucilage to attract bugs. As they fly in to eat, bugs become trapped in the very object of their desire. They soon exhaust themselves by trying to escape the mucilage. Or the sundew's tentacles, which respond to prey by curling around them, smother them. Bugs usually die in about 15 minutes. Then the plant dissolves its prey in enzymes and absorbs the nutrients.

Have you ever walked into trouble and found that you couldn't get out? So has every insect that has ever wandered into a corkscrew plant. Bugs love to investigate plants for nectar and food. Corkscrew plants have inviting stems. Curved hairs line the inside of these stems. These hairs allow insects to go up the stems, but not back. Going forward leads a chamber filled with digestive fluid, the plant's stomach. Bugs who wander into the corkscrew plant find that they are unable to escape. They must march to their own demise.

 

And then there are the bladderworts. They're about as nice as they sound. They live in water and float near the surface. Their traps are like small bladders hidden beneath the water. Only their flowers are visible from the surface. When bugs swim into the trigger hairs, the plant reacts. A trapdoor in the bladder opens up. The bladder sucks up the prey and the water surrounding it.A tenth of a second later, the bladder shuts again. The plant has trapped the prey. It releases digestive fluids. The prey will be digested within hours.


Carnivorous plants might sound tough, but they are difficult to keep at home. They are built to survive in places that other plants cannot. This specialization comes at a cost. They have a hard time adapting to other environments. Their strengths become weaknesses in rich soil. They depend on the harsh yet delicate environments in which they thrive. They are not so hardy after all. Still, there's something to be said about the power of life when one finds a plant that can survive in barren soil.

 

1. Which statement would the author most likely agree with?

 

a. There are too many species of carnivorous plants.

 

b. There are too few plant species in the world.

 

c. Only a small number of plants are carnivorous.

 

d. A majority of plants are carnivorous.

 

 

2. Which plant traps bugs in its stem and forces them to walk forward?

a. Corkscrew plants                                                           b. Sundews

c. Bladderworts                                                                 d. Pitcher plants

 

3. Which of the following statements is false?

 

a. Carnivorous plants get their energy from eating bugs.

 

b. Carnivorous plants do not get nutrients from the soil.

 

c. Carnivorous plants get their energy from the sun.

d. Carnivorous plants get their nutrients from eating bugs.

 

 

4. Which event happens last when a sundew eats a meal?

 

a. The sundew creates mucilage.

 

b. The sundew's tentacles curl in response to the prey.

 

c. The bug is attracted to the mucilage.

 

d. The sundew releases enzymes.

 

 

5. Which best expresses the main idea of the third paragraph?

 

a. There are more types of carnivorous plants than the Venus fly trap.

 

b. The pitcher plant tricks bugs into falling into its stomach.

 

c. The Venus flytrap kills its prey in a various ways.

 

d. Some plants attract bugs by offering them nectar.

 

 

 

6. Which best defines the word treacherous as it is used in the fourth paragraph?

 

a. Something that provides nutrients.                         b. Something that is very bright.

 

c. Something that tastes delicious.                                d. Something that has a hidden danger.

 

 

7. Which best describes the overall text structure of the second paragraph?

 

a. Chronological order                                          b. Compare and contrast

 

c. Sequential order                                                            d. Spatial

 

 

 

8. Which statement would the author most likely disagree with?

 

a. Carnivorous plants cannot thrive in rich soil.

 

b. Bladderworts react quickly when their trigger hairs are bumped.

 

c. Carnivorous plants are tough and can live in any environment.

 

d. Bladderworts hide their traps just below the surface of the water.

 

 

9. Which best expresses the main idea of the last paragraph?

 

a. Carnivorous plants are not hard to take care of because they feed themselves.

 

b. Carnivorous plants are delicate because they need certain conditions to survive.

 

c. Carnivorous plants are difficult to keep at home, but you should keep trying.

 

d. Carnivorous plants are inspirational and they are interesting to watch and own.

 

 

10. Which title best expresses the author's main purpose in writing this text?

 

a. Watch Out! How To Avoid Being Eaten by Carnivorous Plants

 

b. At Risk: How You Can Help to Preserve Carnivorous Plants

 

c. Venus Flytrap: Nature's Most Beautiful and Dangerous Plant

 

d. Fatal Flowers: Plants That Kill Insects

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

#5 Gilray's Flower-Pot

By J.M. Barrie

 

Directions: Read the short story and answer the questions that follow. Refer to the text to check your answers when appropriate.

 

I charge Gilray's unreasonableness to his ignoble1 passion for cigarettes; and the story of his flower-pot has therefore an obvious moral. The want of dignity he displayed about that flower-pot, on his return to London, would have made any one sorry for him. I had my own work to look after, and really could not be tending his chrysanthemum2 all day. After he came back, however, there was no reasoning with him, and I admit that I never did water his plant, though always intending to do so.

 

The great mistake was in not leaving the flower-pot in charge of William John. No doubt I readily promised to attend to it, but Gilray deceived me by speaking as if the watering of a plant was the merest pastime. He had to leave London for a short provincial tour, and, as I see now, took advantage of my good nature.

 

As Gilray had owned his flower-pot for several months, during which time (I take him at his word) he had watered it daily, he must have known he was misleading me. He said that you got into the way of watering a flower-pot regularly just as you wind up your watch. That certainly is not the case. I always wind up my watch, and I never watered the flower-pot. Of course, if I had been living in Gilray's rooms with the thing always before my eyes I might have done so. I proposed to take it into my chambers at the time, but he would not hear of that. Why? How Gilray came by this chrysanthemum I do not inquire; but whether, in the circumstances, he should not have made a clean breast of it to me is another matter. Undoubtedly it was an unusual thing to put a man to the trouble of watering a chrysanthemum daily without giving him its history. My own belief has always been that he got it in exchange for a pair of boots and his old dressing-gown. He hints that it was a present; but, as one who knows him well, I may say that he is the last person a lady would be likely to give a chrysanthemum to. Besides, if he was so proud of the plant he should have stayed at home and watered it himself.

 

He says that I never meant to water it, which is not only a mistake, but unkind. My plan was to run downstairs immediately after dinner every evening and give it a thorough watering. One thing or another, however, came in the way. I often remembered about the chrysanthemum while I was in the office; but even Gilray could hardly have expected me to ask leave of absence merely to run home and water his plant. You must draw the line somewhere, even in a government
or, if I did, I meant to water it as soon as I had finished my letter. He has never been able to bring this home to me, he says, because he burned my correspondence. As if a business man would destroy such a letter. It was yet more annoying when Gilray took to post-cards. To hear the postman's knock and then discover, when you are expecting an important communication, that it is only a post-card about a flower-pot--that is really too bad. And then I consider that some of the post-cards bordered upon insult. One of them said, "What about chrysanthemum?--reply at once." This was just like Gilray's overbearing7 way; but I answered politely, and so far as I knew, truthfully, "Chrysanthemum all right."

 

Knowing that there was no explaining things to Gilray, I redoubled my exertions to water his flower-pot as the day for his return drew near. Once, indeed, when I rang for water, I could not for the life of me remember what I wanted it for when it was brought. Had I had any forethought I should have left the tumbler8 stand just as it was to show it to Gilray on his return. But, unfortunately, William John had misunderstood what I wanted the water for, and put a decanter9 down beside it. Another time I was actually on the stair rushing to Gilray's door, when I met the housekeeper, and, stopping to talk to her, lost my opportunity again. To show how honestly anxious I was to fulfill my promise, I need only add that I was several times awakened in the watches of the night by a haunting consciousness that I had forgotten to water Gilray's flower-pot. On these occasions I spared no trouble to remember again in the morning. I reached out of bed to a chair and turned it upside down, so that the sight of it when I rose might remind me that I had something to do. With the same object I crossed the tongs and poker on the floor. Gilray maintains that instead of playing "fool's tricks" like these ("fool's tricks!") I should have got up and gone at once to his rooms with my water-bottle. What? and disturbed my neighbors? Besides, could I reasonably be expected to risk catching my death of cold for the sake of a wretched chrysanthemum? One reads of men doing such things for young ladies who seek lilies in dangerous ponds or edelweiss10 on overhanging cliffs. But Gilray was not my sweetheart, nor, I feel certain, any other person's.

office. When I reached home I was tired, inclined to take things easily, and not at all in a proper condition for watering flower-pots. Then visitors would drop in. I put it to any sensible man or woman, could I have been expected to give up my friends for the sake of a chrysanthemum? Again, it was my custom of an evening, if not disturbed, to retire with my pipe into my cane chair, and there pass the hours communing3 with great minds, or, when the mood was on me, trifling with a novel. Often when I was in the middle of a chapter Gilray's flower-pot stood up before my eyes crying for water. He does not believe this, but it is the solemn truth. At those moments it was touch and go, whether I watered his chrysanthemum or not. Where I lost myself was in not hurrying to his rooms at once with a tumbler. I said to myself that I would go when I had finished my pipe, but by that time the flower-pot had escaped my memory. This may have been weakness; all I know is that I should have saved myself much annoyance if I had risen and watered the chrysanthemum there and then. But would it not have been rather hard on me to have had to forsake my books for the sake of Gilray's flowers and flower-pots and plants and things? What right has a man to go and make a garden of his chambers?

 

All the three weeks he was away, Gilray kept pestering me with letters about his chrysanthemum. He seemed to have no faith in me--a detestable4 thing in a man who calls himself your friend. I had promised to water his flower-pot; and between friends a promise is surely sufficient. It is not so, however, when Gilray is one of them. I soon hated the sight of my name in his handwriting. It was not as if he had said outright that he wrote entirely to know whether I was watering his plant. His references to it were introduced with all the appearance of afterthoughts. Often they took the form of postscripts5: "By the way, are you watering my chrysanthemum?" or, "The chrysanthemum ought to be a beauty by this time;" or, "You must be quite an adept now at watering plants." Gilray declares now that, in answer to one of these ingenious epistles6, I wrote to him saying that "I had just been watering his chrysanthemum." My belief is that I did no such thing;

Vocabulary

1. ignoble: not honorable; not noble

2. chrysanthemum: a flowering perennial plant native to China

3. commune: to converse together with sympathy and confidence

4. detestable: stimulating disgust; offensive; shocking

5. Postscript: extend a letter, often noted with the abbreviation P.S.

6. epistles: letters

I come now to the day prior to Gilray's return. I had just reached the office when I remembered about the chrysanthemum. It was my last chance. If I watered it once I should be in a position to state that, whatever condition it might be in, I had certainly been watering it. I jumped into a hansom11, told the cabby to drive to the inn, and twenty minutes afterward had one hand on Gilray's door, while the other held the largest water-can in the house. Opening the door I rushed in. The can nearly fell from my hand. There was no flower-pot! I rang the bell. "Mr. Gilray's chrysanthemum!" I cried. What do you think William John said? He coolly told me that the plant was dead, and had been flung out days ago. I went to the theatre that night to keep myself from thinking. All next day I contrived12 to remain out of Gilray's sight. When we met he was stiff and polite. He did not say a word about the chrysanthemum for a week, and then it all came out with a rush. I let him talk. With the servants flinging out the flower-pots faster than I could water them, what more could I have done? A coolness between us was inevitable. This I regretted, but my mind was made up on one point: I would never do Gilray a favor again.

 

 

 

Vocabulary

 

7. overbearing: bossy, domineering, or arrogant

 

8. tumbler: a drinking glass without a handle or stem

 

9. decanter: a glass for liquor

 

10. edelweiss: a plant with small white flowers in a dense cluster

 

11. hansom: a carriage

 

12. contrive: to devise; to plan; to scheme; to plot

 

 

 

 

 

 

Gilray's Flower-Pot

 

1. Which is not an accusation that the narrator makes against Gilray?

 

a. Gilray was too cheap to pay someone to care for his plant     

 

b. Gilray took advantage of the narrator's kindness.

 

c. Gilray fooled the narrator about the difficulty of the task.

 

d. Gilray choose the wrong person for the job.

 

 

2. What is the narrator implying in the following?

 

 

"Gilray had owned his flower-pot for several months, during which time (I take him at his word) he had watered it daily"

 

 

a. He is implying that Gilray never really had a plant.         b. He is implying that Gilray doesn't have a social life.

 

c. He is implying that Gilray could be lying.                d. He is implying that Gilray is inexperienced.

 

 

3. Why does the narrator disbelieve that Gilray got the plant as a gift?

 

a. He believes that Gilray traded his watch for it.     b. He argues that ladies find Gilray undesirable.

 

c. He accuses Gilray of stealing it from a garden.     d. He claims that Gilray got boots and a gown instead.

 

 

4. Which is not one of the excuses that the narrator uses to defend his actions?

 

a. He was denied access to Gilray's room.                  b. He was too tired after work.

 

c. He was not allowed to bring the plant to his house.        d. He was too busy reading and entertaining friends.

5. Which best explains why the narrator mentions Gilray's smoking habits in the first paragraph?

 

a. He is concerned for Gilray's well-being.                  b. He is informing the reader of pertinent information.

 

c. He is trying to raise awareness of health issues.   d. He is defaming Gilray.

 

 

6. Which best describes the narrator's reaction to receiving reminder letters from Gilray?

 

a. The narrator receives a reminder just in time to save the plant.        

 

b. The narrator is thankful for the reminders but does not act on them.

 

c. The narrator is offended that Gilray would doubt him.

 

d. The narrator appreciates Gilray's concern but ignore the reminders.

 

 

7. With which statement would the narrator most likely disagree?

 

a. Gilray expected unreasonable things from the narrator.

 

b. Gilray's right to turn his room into a garden is questionable.

 

c. Gilray shares very little blame in what happened.

 

d. Gilray set the narrator up to fail.

 

 

8.  Which technique is used in the following sentence?

 

"With the servants flinging out the flower-pots faster than I could water them, what more could I have done?"

 

a. Simile                                                                    b.  Metaphor

 

c. Personification                                                   d.  Hyperbole

 

 

 

 

9.  Which conclusion is best supported by text?

 

a. The narrator convincingly proves that Gilray is at fault.

 

b. The narrator acknowledges his faults and wants to make amends.

 

c. The narrator accepts little to no responsibility for what happened.

 

d. The narrator accepts his fair share of the responsibility.

 

 

10.  Which technique is used in the following sentence?

 

"I would never do Gilray a favor again."

 

a. It's silly to lose a friend over a plant.

 

b. The narrator perceives his failure as a favor.

 

c. Gilray was doing the narrator a favor this whole time.

 

d. They were both taking care of the same plant.