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"When I leave," Sophie said, coming home from school, "I m going to have a boutique." Jansie, linking arms with her along the street; looked doubtful.

"Takes money, Soaf, something like that." "I'll find it," Sophie said, staring far down the street. "Take you a long time to save that much." "Well I'll be a manager then–yes, of course– to begin with. Till I've got enough. But anyway, I know just how it's all going to look."

"They wouldn't make you manager straight off, Soaf." "I'll be like Mary Quant," Sophie said. "I'll have the most amazing shop this city's ever seen." Jansie, knowing they were both earmarked for the biscuit factory, became melancholy. She wished Sophie wouldn't say these things

When they reached Sophie's street Jansie said, "It's only a few months away now, Soaf, you really should be sensible. They don't pay well for shop work, you know that, your dad would never allow it." "Or an actress. Now there's real money in that. Yes, and I could maybe have the boutique on the side. Actresses don't work full time, do they? Anyway, that or a fashion designer, you know – something a bit sophisticated."

And she turned in through the open street door leaving Jansie standing in the rain. "If ever I come into money I'll buy a boutique." "Huh - if you ever come into money..... if you ever come into money you'll buy us a blessed decent house to live in, thank you very much." Sophie's father was scooping shepherd's pie into his mouth as hard as he could go, his plump face still grimy and sweat-marked from the day.

"She thinks money grows on trees, don't she, Dad?' said little Derek, hanging on the back of his father's chair. Their mother sighed. Sophie watched her back stooped over the sink and wondered at the delicate bow which fastened her apron strings. The delicateseeming bow and the crooked back. The evening had already blacked in the windows and the small room was steamy from the stove and cluttered with the heavy-breathing man in his vest at the table and the dirty washing piled up in the corner. Sophie felt a tightening in her throat. She went to look for her brother Geoff.

He was kneeling on the floor in the next room tinkering with a part of his motorcycle over some newspaper spread on the carpet. He was three years out of school, an apprentice mechanic, travelling to his work each day to the far side of the city. He was almost grown up now, and she suspected areas of his life about which she knew nothing, about which he never spoke. He said little at all, ever, voluntarily. Words had to be prized out of him like stones out of the ground. And she was jealous of his silence. When he wasn't speaking it was as though he was away somewhere, out there in the world in those places she had never been.

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"When I leave," Sophie said, coming home from school, "I m going to have a boutique." Jansie, linking arms with her along the street; looked doubtful.

"Takes money, Soaf, something like that." "I'll find it," Sophie said, staring far down the street. "Take you a long time to save that much." "Well I'll be a manager then–yes, of course– to begin with. Till I've got enough. But anyway, I know just how it's all going to look."

"They wouldn't make you manager straight off, Soaf." "I'll be like Mary Quant," Sophie said. "I'll have the most amazing shop this city's ever seen." Jansie, knowing they were both earmarked for the biscuit factory, became melancholy. She wished Sophie wouldn't say these things

When they reached Sophie's street Jansie said, "It's only a few months away now, Soaf, you really should be sensible. They don't pay well for shop work, you know that, your dad would never allow it." "Or an actress. Now there's real money in that. Yes, and I could maybe have the boutique on the side. Actresses don't work full time, do they? Anyway, that or a fashion designer, you know – something a bit sophisticated."

And she turned in through the open street door leaving Jansie standing in the rain. "If ever I come into money I'll buy a boutique." "Huh - if you ever come into money..... if you ever come into money you'll buy us a blessed decent house to live in, thank you very much." Sophie's father was scooping shepherd's pie into his mouth as hard as he could go, his plump face still grimy and sweat-marked from the day.

"She thinks money grows on trees, don't she, Dad?' said little Derek, hanging on the back of his father's chair. Their mother sighed. Sophie watched her back stooped over the sink and wondered at the delicate bow which fastened her apron strings. The delicateseeming bow and the crooked back. The evening had already blacked in the windows and the small room was steamy from the stove and cluttered with the heavy-breathing man in his vest at the table and the dirty washing piled up in the corner. Sophie felt a tightening in her throat. She went to look for her brother Geoff.

He was kneeling on the floor in the next room tinkering with a part of his motorcycle over some newspaper spread on the carpet. He was three years out of school, an apprentice mechanic, travelling to his work each day to the far side of the city. He was almost grown up now, and she suspected areas of his life about which she knew nothing, about which he never spoke. He said little at all, ever, voluntarily. Words had to be prized out of him like stones out of the ground. And she was jealous of his silence. When he wasn't speaking it was as though he was away somewhere, out there in the world in those places she had never been.

CHOOSE THE CORRECT SYNONYM OF THE GIVEN WORD.
Emigrate

AStay
BMigrate
CDepart
DFly

CHOOSE THE MOST SUITABLE OPTION TO COMPLETE EACH SENTENCE.
____________ Qutub Minar is _________ seventy-three metres high tower.

AThe, a
BNo article, an
CThe, no article
DNo article, no article

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Will was fed up. All he wanted was, to do things his way. Why did all the wolves have to do everything together anyway? They ate together, played together, slept together and stayed together. Everywhere. Every day. It was suffocating.
Will was growing up. He could do things himself now, and he had some pretty good ideas, too! But his mom wouldn't let him try his ideas by himself. Will didn't get it.
One day, the pack was walking through the woods. Will had an idea that there was food down a path, but the pack didn't want to go that way.
Finally, Will said, "Why do we need a pack anyway? I'm going to go down that path and I'll have plenty to eat! I don't need any of you."
The pack did not approve. They said, "Will, you can try going off on your own, but we need to work together in our pack. Packs help us survive."
Will didn't believe them. He ran off on his own. He ran for miles. He started to get tired, and it was getting dark. Usually, the pack would all find a spot together to sleep, but Will had no pack now. He decided to find a cave. When he settled down to sleep, Will thought, "Sleeping would be much easier with my pack all around me. If someone attacks, I'd have them to protect me."
He barely slept that night. In the morning, he decided to go back. Will hoped he could find his pack again. He ran back to where they'd last been together. As he was running, he smelled a deer. "Hmmmm..." Will's stomach was growling with hunger. "The pack would be impressed with me if I brought a deer for us all," he thought. So, he decided to hunt on his own.
Quietly, he crept through the woods and tracked the deer into a clearing. Will looked around. Where was the deer? Suddenly, something charged out of the trees at him! It was the deer, its antlers were sharp. If his pack were here, they would help him, but Will was alone. He ran from the deer as fast as he could. After a while, the deer stopped chasing him.
As Will stopped to take breath of relief he started thinking how much easier this trip would have been with his pack by his side. He would have been able to sleep soundly. He would have been safer with them all around him. He would have been able to take down the deer with his pack by his side. Now, Will was just hungry and lonely. He realised his pack had been right, each member of the pack does help other members survive. Will knew that now, and was determined to find his pack and work hard to help them as much as they helped him.
What lesson did Will learn while he was away from his pack? He learnt that ____________.

A his pack kept him safe
B the wolf pack worked together and looked after each other
C packs helped them survive
D all of these

he outcasts were not allowed to mount the platform surrounding the well, because if they were ever to draw water from it, the Hindus of the three upper-castes would consider the water polluted. Nor were they allowed access to the nearby brook as their use of it would contaminate the stream. They had no well of their own because it cost a lot of money to dig a well in a hilly town. Perforce they had to collect at the foot of the upper-caste Hindu well and depend on the bounty of some of their superiors to pour water into their pitchers. More often than not there was no upper-caste Hindu present. Most of them were rich enough to get the water-carriers to supply them with plenty of fresh water every morning for their baths and kitchens, and only those came to the well who were either fond of an open-air bath or too poor to pay for the water-carriers’ services. So the outcasts had to wait for a chance to bring some uppercaste Hindu to the well, for luck to decide that he was kind, for fate to ordain that he had time — to get their pitchers filled with water. They crowded round the well, congested the space below its high brick platform, morning, noon and night, joining their hands in servile humility to every passer-by; cursing their fate, and bemoaning their lot, if they were refused the help they wanted; praying, beseeching and blessing, if some generous soul condescended to listen to them, or to help them.
When Sohini reached the well, there were already about ten other outcasts waiting. But there was no one to give them water. She had come as fast as she could to the well, full of fear and anxiety that she would have to wait her turn since she could see from a distance that there was already a crowd.
She didn’t feel disappointed so much as depressed to realise that she would be the eleventh to receive water. She had sensed the feeling in her brother’s soul. He was tired. He was thirsty. She had felt like a mother as she issued from her home to fetch water, a mother going out to fetch food and drink for her loved ones at home. Now as she sat in a row with her fellow sufferers, her heart sank. There was no sign of anyone passing that way who could be a possible benefactor. But she was patient. She had in her an inbred fortitude, obvious in her curious reserve, in her docile and peaceful bearing.
Which word in the passage means the same as 'courage'?

A Reserve
B Benefactor
C Fortitude
D Perforce

CHOOSE THE CORRECT ANTONYM OF THE GIVEN WORD.
Mask

AHit
BExpose
CDeface
DHarm

Replace the underlined word with a suitable adverb :
She speaks with full confidence.

A surely
B positively
C confidentially
D confidently

CHOOSE THE CORRECT SYNONYM OF THE GIVEN WORD.
Pause

A Refer
B Hesitate
C Concentrate
D Giant