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An old man with steel-rimmed spectacles and very dusty clothes sat by the side of the road. There was a pontoon bridge across the river and carts, trucks and men, women and children were crossing it. The mule drawn carts staggered up the steel, bank from the bridge with soldiers helping to push against the spokes of the wheels. The trucks ground up and away heading out of it all. The peasants plodded along in the ankle deep dust. But the old man sat there without moving. It was my business to cross the bridge, explore the bridgehead beyond and find out to what point the enemy had advanced. I did this and returned over the bridge. There were not so many carts now and very few people on foot, but the old man was still there.
"Where do you come from?" I asked him.
"From San Carlos," he said, and smiled.
That was his native town and so it gave him pleasure to mention it and he smiled.
"I was taking care of animals," he explained. "Oh," I said, not quite understanding.
"Yes," he said, "I stayed, you see, taking care of animals. I was the last one to leave the town of San Carlos." He did not look like a shepherd nor a herdsman and I looked at his black dusty clothes and his gray dusty face and his steel rimmed spectacles and said, "What animals were they?"
"Various animals," he said, and shook his head. "I had to leave them."
Q. Which one of the following statements is correct according to the passage?
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An old man with steel-rimmed spectacles and very dusty clothes sat by the side of the road. There was a pontoon bridge across the river and carts, trucks and men, women and children were crossing it. The mule drawn carts staggered up the steel, bank from the bridge with soldiers helping to push against the spokes of the wheels. The trucks ground up and away heading out of it all. The peasants plodded along in the ankle deep dust. But the old man sat there without moving. It was my business to cross the bridge, explore the bridgehead beyond and find out to what point the enemy had advanced. I did this and returned over the bridge. There were not so many carts now and very few people on foot, but the old man was still there.
"Where do you come from?" I asked him.
"From San Carlos," he said, and smiled.
That was his native town and so it gave him pleasure to mention it and he smiled.
"I was taking care of animals," he explained. "Oh," I said, not quite understanding.
"Yes," he said, "I stayed, you see, taking care of animals. I was the last one to leave the town of San Carlos." He did not look like a shepherd nor a herdsman and I looked at his black dusty clothes and his gray dusty face and his steel rimmed spectacles and said, "What animals were they?"
"Various animals," he said, and shook his head. "I had to leave them."
Q. __________were helping to push the mule drawn carts as per the passage.
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An old man with steel-rimmed spectacles and very dusty clothes sat by the side of the road. There was a pontoon bridge across the river and carts, trucks and men, women and children were crossing it. The mule drawn carts staggered up the steel, bank from the bridge with soldiers helping to push against the spokes of the wheels. The trucks ground up and away heading out of it all. The peasants plodded along in the ankle deep dust. But the old man sat there without moving. It was my business to cross the bridge, explore the bridgehead beyond and find out to what point the enemy had advanced. I did this and returned over the bridge. There were not so many carts now and very few people on foot, but the old man was still there.
"Where do you come from?" I asked him.
"From San Carlos," he said, and smiled.
That was his native town and so it gave him pleasure to mention it and he smiled.
"I was taking care of animals," he explained. "Oh," I said, not quite understanding.
"Yes," he said, "I stayed, you see, taking care of animals. I was the last one to leave the town of San Carlos." He did not look like a shepherd nor a herdsman and I looked at his black dusty clothes and his gray dusty face and his steel rimmed spectacles and said, "What animals were they?"
"Various animals," he said, and shook his head. "I had to leave them."
Q. As per the passage, where the old man was sitting_________.
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An old man with steel-rimmed spectacles and very dusty clothes sat by the side of the road. There was a pontoon bridge across the river and carts, trucks and men, women and children were crossing it. The mule drawn carts staggered up the steel, bank from the bridge with soldiers helping to push against the spokes of the wheels. The trucks ground up and away heading out of it all. The peasants plodded along in the ankle deep dust. But the old man sat there without moving. It was my business to cross the bridge, explore the bridgehead beyond and find out to what point the enemy had advanced. I did this and returned over the bridge. There were not so many carts now and very few people on foot, but the old man was still there.
"Where do you come from?" I asked him.
"From San Carlos," he said, and smiled.
That was his native town and so it gave him pleasure to mention it and he smiled.
"I was taking care of animals," he explained. "Oh," I said, not quite understanding.
"Yes," he said, "I stayed, you see, taking care of animals. I was the last one to leave the town of San Carlos." He did not look like a shepherd nor a herdsman and I looked at his black dusty clothes and his gray dusty face and his steel rimmed spectacles and said, "What animals were they?"
"Various animals," he said, and shook his head. "I had to leave them."
Q. According to the passage, who else besides human beings crossed the bridge?
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An old man with steel-rimmed spectacles and very dusty clothes sat by the side of the road. There was a pontoon bridge across the river and carts, trucks and men, women and children were crossing it. The mule drawn carts staggered up the steel, bank from the bridge with soldiers helping to push against the spokes of the wheels. The trucks ground up and away heading out of it all. The peasants plodded along in the ankle deep dust. But the old man sat there without moving. It was my business to cross the bridge, explore the bridgehead beyond and find out to what point the enemy had advanced. I did this and returned over the bridge. There were not so many carts now and very few people on foot, but the old man was still there.
"Where do you come from?" I asked him.
"From San Carlos," he said, and smiled.
That was his native town and so it gave him pleasure to mention it and he smiled.
"I was taking care of animals," he explained. "Oh," I said, not quite understanding.
"Yes," he said, "I stayed, you see, taking care of animals. I was the last one to leave the town of San Carlos." He did not look like a shepherd nor a herdsman and I looked at his black dusty clothes and his gray dusty face and his steel rimmed spectacles and said, "What animals were they?"
"Various animals," he said, and shook his head. "I had to leave them."
Q. According to the passage, what was the old man doing?
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Whichever superlative description you apply to the Himalayas, the 3,000 kilometers long mountain range with peaks more than 8,000 meters high, won't be enough to capture its grandeur. Spectacular... awesome ... majestic …… breathtaking ... stunning ... magnificent .... None of these adjectives does justice to these mountains known as 'the roof of the world'. Little wonder that local people revere them as sacred, the home of the gods, the abode of the Supreme Soul, and that travelers come from all over the world.
Some of Asia's greatest rivers spring to life in the Himalayas - the Ganges, Yangtze and Brahmaputra among them. The peaks, foothills and plains are host to species such as the elusive snow leopard, the Bengal tiger, red panda, black bear, bearded vulture …… and perhaps even a yeti or two. And now we at the World Wildlife Fund (WWF) can add to that list. Our recent report reveals that no fewer than 244 plants, 16 amphibians, 16 reptiles, 14 fish, two birds, two mammals and at least 6060 invertebrates have been discovered by scientists in the Himalayas over the past 10 years. The Himalayan range is home to some 12,000 species of plants, mammals, birds, reptiles, amphibians and freshwater fish. The number of new species discovered - and investigated and verified by WWF - in the eastern Himalayas between 1998 and 2008 equates to 35 finds every year. 'They remind us that despite our advances in knowledge, we can still be surprised,' says our conservation adviser, Mark Wright. 'If ever you needed a reminder of what we're striving to protect, discoveries like these have the power to do just that.'
Among the latest discoveries are a bright green frog which uses its long, red, webbed feet to glide through the air; three species of scorpion, one of which is the first scorpion to be found in Nepal; and there's the miniature muntjac or leaf deer. At just over half a meter tall, this is the world's smallest deer species. Equally extraordinary is the Namcha Barwa Canyon. 'Most people are blissfully unaware of this gorge,' says Mark. 'Yet it's 250 kilometers long and, in places, twice as deep as the Grand Canyon. When a couple of Chinese scientists ventured into it recently, they discovered a new ultramarine blue plant that not only flowers throughout the year but also changes colour according to the air temperature. Other plant discoveries include a pure white orchid and a 15-meter-high palm tree.'
Our study focused on the eastern Himalayas - an area that amazingly spans five countries and a wide range of temperatures. Nature doesn't respect boundaries and working together on environmental issues is therefore vital. The Himalayas are likely to be hard hit by the effects of climate change. Many regions have their own micro climates and already we're seeing significant changes. Some species of wildlife and vegetation are moving up hillsides, and seasonal rainfall has become less predictable, which can sometimes result in extreme conditions, ranging from drought to flooding, and uncertainty for farmers. Many communities in the Himalayas still live in isolation, and they remain deeply dependent on the resources nature provides.
Other issues which need discussion and agreement between the governments of the countries affected are cross-border trade in wildlife, timber felling and the harvesting of medicinal plants. Critically, we want to ensure that 50,000 square kilometres of forests, grasslands and wetlands are protected and well connected. This will help to save globally threatened species, such as the Asian elephant and the rhino, whose populations we constantly monitor. And we'll continue to help local communities to live in harmony with their natural surroundings. With that secured, it's surely only a matter of time before the Himalayas will reveal yet more secrets.
Q. According to the passage, which of the following statements is true in the context of the ultramarine blue plant?
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Whichever superlative description you apply to the Himalayas, the 3,000 kilometers long mountain range with peaks more than 8,000 meters high, won't be enough to capture its grandeur. Spectacular... awesome ... majestic …… breathtaking ... stunning ... magnificent .... None of these adjectives does justice to these mountains known as 'the roof of the world'. Little wonder that local people revere them as sacred, the home of the gods, the abode of the Supreme Soul, and that travellers come from all over the world.
Some of Asia's greatest rivers spring to life in the Himalayas - the Ganges, Yangtze and Brahmaputra among them. The peaks, foothills and plains are host to species such as the elusive snow leopard, the Bengal tiger, red panda, black bear, bearded vulture …… and perhaps even a yeti or two. And now we at World Wildlife Fund (WWF) can add to that list. Our recent report reveals that no fewer than 244 plants, 16 amphibians, 16 reptiles, 14 fish, two birds, two mammals and at least 6060 invertebrates have been discovered by scientists in the Himalayas over the past 10 years. The Himalayan range is home to some 12,000 species of plants, mammals, birds, reptiles, amphibians and freshwater fish. The number of new species discovered - and investigated and verified by WWF - in the eastern Himalayas between 1998 and 2008 equates to 35 finds every year. 'They remind us that despite our advances in knowledge, we can still be surprised,' says our conservation adviser, Mark Wright. 'If ever you needed a reminder of what we're striving to protect, discoveries like these have the power to do just that.'
Among the latest discoveries are a bright green frog which uses its long, red, webbed feet to glide through the air; three species of scorpion, one of which is the first scorpion to be found in Nepal; and there's the miniature muntjac or leaf deer. At just over half a meter tall, this is the world's smallest deer species. Equally extraordinary is the Namcha Barwa Canyon. 'Most people are blissfully unaware of this gorge,' says Mark. 'Yet it's 250 kilometers long and, in places, twice as deep as the Grand Canyon. When a couple of Chinese scientists ventured into it recently, they discovered a new ultramarine blue plant that not only flowers throughout the year but also changes colour according to the air temperature. Other plant discoveries include a pure white orchid and a 15-meter-high palm tree.'
Our study focused on the eastern Himalayas - an area that amazingly spans five countries and a wide range of temperatures. Nature doesn't respect boundaries and working together on environmental issues is therefore vital. The Himalayas are likely to be hard hit by the effects of climate change. Many regions have their own micro climates and already we're seeing significant changes. Some species of wildlife and vegetation are moving up hillsides, and seasonal rainfall has become less predictable, which can sometimes result in extreme conditions, ranging from drought to flooding, and uncertainty for farmers. Many communities in the Himalayas still live in isolation, and they remain deeply dependent on the resources nature provides.
Other issues which need discussion and agreement between the governments of the countries affected are cross-border trade in wildlife, timber felling and the harvesting of medicinal plants. Critically, we want to ensure that 50,000 square kilometres of forests, grasslands and wetlands are protected and well connected. This will help to save globally threatened species, such as the Asian elephant and the rhino, whose populations we constantly monitor. And we'll continue to help local communities to live in harmony with their natural surroundings. With that secured, it's surely only a matter of time before the Himalayas will reveal yet more secrets.
Q. According to the passage, what are the latest discoveries?
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Whichever superlative description you apply to the Himalayas, the 3,000 kilometers long mountain range with peaks more than 8,000 meters high, won't be enough to capture its grandeur. Spectacular... awesome ... majestic …… breathtaking ... stunning ... magnificent .... None of these adjectives does justice to these mountains known as 'the roof of the world'. Little wonder that local people revere them as sacred, the home of the gods, the abode of the Supreme Soul, and that travellers come from all over the world.
Some of Asia's greatest rivers spring to life in the Himalayas - the Ganges, Yangtze and Brahmaputra among them. The peaks, foothills and plains are host to species such as the elusive snow leopard, the Bengal tiger, red panda, black bear, bearded vulture …… and perhaps even a yeti or two. And now we at World Wildlife Fund (WWF) can add to that list. Our recent report reveals that no fewer than 244 plants, 16 amphibians, 16 reptiles, 14 fish, two birds, two mammals and at least 6060 invertebrates have been discovered by scientists in the Himalayas over the past 10 years. The Himalayan range is home to some 12,000 species of plants, mammals, birds, reptiles, amphibians and freshwater fish. The number of new species discovered - and investigated and verified by WWF - in the eastern Himalayas between 1998 and 2008 equates to 35 finds every year. 'They remind us that despite our advances in knowledge, we can still be surprised,' says our conservation adviser, Mark Wright. 'If ever you needed a reminder of what we're striving to protect, discoveries like these have the power to do just that.'
Among the latest discoveries are a bright green frog which uses its long, red, webbed feet to glide through the air; three species of scorpion, one of which is the first scorpion to be found in Nepal; and there's the miniature muntjac or leaf deer. At just over half a meter tall, this is the world's smallest deer species. Equally extraordinary is the Namcha Barwa Canyon. 'Most people are blissfully unaware of this gorge,' says Mark. 'Yet it's 250 kilometers long and, in places, twice as deep as the Grand Canyon. When a couple of Chinese scientists ventured into it recently, they discovered a new ultramarine blue plant that not only flowers throughout the year but also changes colour according to the air temperature. Other plant discoveries include a pure white orchid and a 15-meter-high palm tree.'
Our study focused on the eastern Himalayas - an area that amazingly spans five countries and a wide range of temperatures. Nature doesn't respect boundaries and working together on environmental issues is therefore vital. The Himalayas are likely to be hard hit by the effects of climate change. Many regions have their own micro climates and already we're seeing significant changes. Some species of wildlife and vegetation are moving up hillsides, and seasonal rainfall has become less predictable, which can sometimes result in extreme conditions, ranging from drought to flooding, and uncertainty for farmers. Many communities in the Himalayas still live in isolation, and they remain deeply dependent on the resources nature provides.
Other issues which need discussion and agreement between the governments of the countries affected are cross-border trade in wildlife, timber felling and the harvesting of medicinal plants. Critically, we want to ensure that 50,000 square kilometres of forests, grasslands and wetlands are protected and well connected. This will help to save globally threatened species, such as the Asian elephant and the rhino, whose populations we constantly monitor. And we'll continue to help local communities to live in harmony with their natural surroundings. With that secured, it's surely only a matter of time before the Himalayas will reveal yet more secrets.
Q. As per the question, which species are globally threatened?
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Whichever superlative description you apply to the Himalayas, the 3,000 kilometers long mountain range with peaks more than 8,000 meters high, won't be enough to capture its grandeur. Spectacular... awesome ... majestic …… breathtaking ... stunning ... magnificent .... None of these adjectives does justice to these mountains known as 'the roof of the world'. Little wonder that local people revere them as sacred, the home of the gods, the abode of the Supreme Soul, and that travellers come from all over the world.
Some of Asia's greatest rivers spring to life in the Himalayas - the Ganges, Yangtze and Brahmaputra among them. The peaks, foothills and plains are host to species such as the elusive snow leopard, the Bengal tiger, red panda, black bear, bearded vulture …… and perhaps even a yeti or two. And now we at World Wildlife Fund (WWF) can add to that list. Our recent report reveals that no fewer than 244 plants, 16 amphibians, 16 reptiles, 14 fish, two birds, two mammals and at least 6060 invertebrates have been discovered by scientists in the Himalayas over the past 10 years. The Himalayan range is home to some 12,000 species of plants, mammals, birds, reptiles, amphibians and freshwater fish. The number of new species discovered - and investigated and verified by WWF - in the eastern Himalayas between 1998 and 2008 equates to 35 finds every year. 'They remind us that despite our advances in knowledge, we can still be surprised,' says our conservation adviser, Mark Wright. 'If ever you needed a reminder of what we're striving to protect, discoveries like these have the power to do just that.'
Among the latest discoveries are a bright green frog which uses its long, red, webbed feet to glide through the air; three species of scorpion, one of which is the first scorpion to be found in Nepal; and there's the miniature muntjac or leaf deer. At just over half a meter tall, this is the world's smallest deer species. Equally extraordinary is the Namcha Barwa Canyon. 'Most people are blissfully unaware of this gorge,' says Mark. 'Yet it's 250 kilometers long and, in places, twice as deep as the Grand Canyon. When a couple of Chinese scientists ventured into it recently, they discovered a new ultramarine blue plant that not only flowers throughout the year but also changes colour according to the air temperature. Other plant discoveries include a pure white orchid and a 15-metre-high palm tree.'
Our study focused on the eastern Himalayas - an area that amazingly spans five countries and a wide range of temperatures. Nature doesn't respect boundaries and working together on environmental issues is therefore vital. The Himalayas aṣre likely to be hard hit by the effects of climate change. Many regions have their own micro climates and already we're seeing significant changes. Some species of wildlife and vegetation are moving up hillsides, and seasonal rainfall has become less predictable, which can sometimes result in extreme conditions, ranging from drought to flooding, and uncertainty for farmers. Many communities in the Himalayas still live in isolation, and they remain deeply dependent on the resources nature provides.
Other issues which need discussion and agreement between the governments of the countries affected are cross-border trade in wildlife, timber felling and the harvesting of medicinal plants. Critically, we want to ensure that 50,000 square kilometers of forests, grasslands and wetlands are protected and well connected. This will help to save globally threatened species, such as the Asian elephant and the rhino, whose populations we constantly monitor. And we'll continue to help local communities to live in harmony with their natural surroundings. With that secured, it's surely only a matter of time before the Himalayas will reveal yet more secrets.
Q. As per the passage, the Himalayas are known as the__________.
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Whichever superlative description you apply to the Himalayas, the 3,000 kilometers long mountain range with peaks more than 8,000 meters high, won't be enough to capture its grandeur. Spectacular... awesome ... majestic …… breathtaking ... stunning ... magnificent .... None of these adjectives does justice to these mountains known as 'the roof of the world'. Little wonder that local people revere them as sacred, the home of the gods, the abode of the Supreme Soul, and that travelers come from all over the world.
Some of Asia's greatest rivers spring to life in the Himalayas - the Ganges, Yangtze and Brahmaputra among them. The peaks, foothills and plains are host to species such as the elusive snow leopard, the Bengal tiger, red panda, black bear, bearded vulture …… and perhaps even a yeti or two. And now we at the World Wildlife Fund (WWF) can add to that list. Our recent report reveals that no fewer than 244 plants, 16 amphibians, 16 reptiles, 14 fish, two birds, two mammals and at least 6060 invertebrates have been discovered by scientists in the Himalayas over the past 10 years. The Himalayan range is home to some 12,000 species of plants, mammals, birds, reptiles, amphibians and freshwater fish. The number of new species discovered - and investigated and verified by WWF - in the eastern Himalayas between 1998 and 2008 equates to 35 finds every year. 'They remind us that despite our advances in knowledge, we can still be surprised,' says our conservation adviser, Mark Wright. 'If ever you needed a reminder of what we're striving to protect, discoveries like these have the power to do just that.'
Among the latest discoveries are a bright green frog which uses its long, red, webbed feet to glide through the air; three species of scorpion, one of which is the first scorpion to be found in Nepal; and there's the miniature muntjac or leaf deer. At just over half a meter tall, this is the world's smallest deer species. Equally extraordinary is the Namcha Barwa Canyon. 'Most people are blissfully unaware of this gorge,' says Mark. 'Yet it's 250 kilometers long and, in places, twice as deep as the Grand Canyon. When a couple of Chinese scientists ventured into it recently, they discovered a new ultramarine blue plant that not only flowers throughout the year but also changes colour according to the air temperature. Other plant discoveries include a pure white orchid and a 15-meter-high palm tree.'
Our study focused on the eastern Himalayas - an area that amazingly spans five countries and a wide range of temperatures. Nature doesn't respect boundaries and working together on environmental issues is therefore vital. The Himalayas are likely to be hard hit by the effects of climate change. Many regions have their own micro climates and already we're seeing significant changes. Some species of wildlife and vegetation are moving up hillsides, and seasonal rainfall has become less predictable, which can sometimes result in extreme conditions, ranging from drought to flooding, and uncertainty for farmers. Many communities in the Himalayas still live in isolation, and they remain deeply dependent on the resources nature provides.
Other issues which need discussion and agreement between the governments of the countries affected are cross-border trade in wildlife, timber felling and the harvesting of medicinal plants. Critically, we want to ensure that 50,000 square kilometers of forests, grasslands and wetlands are protected and well connected. This will help to save globally threatened species, such as the Asian elephant and the rhino, whose populations we constantly monitor. And we'll continue to help local communities to live in harmony with their natural surroundings. With that secured, it's surely only a matter of time before the Himalayas will reveal yet more secrets.
Q. According to the passage,which area amazingly spans five countries and a wide range of temperature?
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I remember it vividly. We were fighting for our freedom. There was a battle at Lexington, and the news of Lexington spread everywhere, producing wild excitement. My father and I got ready to join the new army. It was as if the world was different that day. Everyone would go to Boston to join the army. Imagine you were there.
Every village and every farmhouse helped to swell the number. Men came from all over, even from tiny towns. In Connecticut, an old man was pillowing his field and proclaimed, "This is my fight, too." He unyoked his oxen, left his pellow in the furrow, and, leaping to his saddle, raced to join the army. Just picture what that was like.
Fiery Ethan Allen, at the head of his Green Mountain Boys, was eager to join us, but he stopped with his Green Mountain Boys to take over a fort. The soldiers did not expect them at all. Despite the fact that the Green Mountain Boys had not fought before, they were extremely brave, and the British gave up without a fight.
Day by day the army grew, until thirty thousand men were encamped around Boston, from Charlestown Neck to Dorchester. We were all terribly excited and determined. I was afraid, too, but I decided that I needed to remain strong and brave. Just imagine what it was like then.
The patriot leaders were beginning to grow impatient. It was now the middle of June, and they had decided the time had finally come to fight. They chose a place for the battle; the location selected was the highland on the Charlestown peninsula known as Bunker Hill. They chose the date of June 16th 16th . How do you think we felt?
The battle of Bunker Hill was a great fight. Never in my life had I witnessed such bravery on behalf of so many men. No one gave up, everyone fought hard, and we all worked together. Although it was a struggle, we remained strong. I really believe that with that one battle, our nation was born. We all felt different after the battle of Bunker Hill. We were Americans. I hope you can experience the feelings that I felt then.
I can recall that great battle clearly, and I remember the ones after that as well. Although it took much longer than I had initially anticipated, it was well worth it. It was difficult, and I became exhausted, but then we won and freed our country. We were a new nation. Now, each year on the fourth of July, I remember those days and smile. I hope you do, too.
Q. According to the question, which country fought the battle of Bunker Hill?
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I remember it vividly. We were fighting for our freedom. There was a battle at Lexington, and the news of Lexington spread everywhere, producing wild excitement. My father and I got ready to join the new army. It was as if the world was different that day. Everyone would go to Boston to join the army. Imagine you were there.
Every village and every farmhouse helped to swell the number. Men came from all over, even from tiny towns. In Connecticut, an old man was pillowing his field and proclaimed, "This is my fight, too." He unyoked his oxen, left his pellow in the furrow, and, leaping to his saddle, raced to join the army. Just picture what that was like.
Fiery Ethan Allen, at the head of his Green Mountain Boys, was eager to join us, but he stopped with his Green Mountain Boys to take over a fort. The soldiers did not expect them at all. Despite the fact that the Green Mountain Boys had not fought before, they were extremely brave, and the British gave up without a fight.
Day by day the army grew, until thirty thousand men were encamped around Boston, from Charlestown Neck to Dorchester. We were all terribly excited and determined. I was afraid, too, but I decided that I needed to remain strong and brave. Just imagine what it was like then.
The patriot leaders were beginning to grow impatient. It was now the middle of June, and they had decided the time had finally come to fight. They chose a place for the battle; the location selected was the highland on the Charlestown peninsula known as Bunker Hill. They chose the date of June 16th 16th . How do you think we felt?
The battle of Bunker Hill was a great fight. Never in my life had I witnessed such bravery on behalf of so many men. No one gave up, everyone fought hard, and we all worked together. Although it was a struggle, we remained strong. I really believe that with that one battle, our nation was born. We all felt different after the battle of Bunker Hill. We were Americans. I hope you can experience the feelings that I felt then.
I can recall that great battle clearly, and I remember the ones after that as well. Although it took much longer than I had initially anticipated, it was well worth it. It was difficult, and I became exhausted, but then we won and freed our country. We were a new nation. Now, each year on the fourth of July, I remember those days and smile. I hope you do, too.
Q. Why did the Great Mountain Boys did not join the author for the war as per the passage?
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I remember it vividly. We were fighting for our freedom. There was a battle at Lexington, and the news of Lexington spread everywhere, producing wild excitement. My father and I got ready to join the new army. It was as if the world was different that day. Everyone would go to Boston to join the army. Imagine you were there.
Every village and every farmhouse helped to swell the number. Men came from all over, even from tiny towns. In Connecticut, an old man was pillowing his field and proclaimed, "This is my fight, too." He unyoked his oxen, left his pellow in the furrow, and, leaping to his saddle, raced to join the army. Just picture what that was like.
Fiery Ethan Allen, at the head of his Green Mountain Boys, was eager to join us, but he stopped with his Green Mountain Boys to take over a fort. The soldiers did not expect them at all. Despite the fact that the Green Mountain Boys had not fought before, they were extremely brave, and the British gave up without a fight.
Day by day the army grew, until thirty thousand men were encamped around Boston, from Charlestown Neck to Dorchester. We were all terribly excited and determined. I was afraid, too, but I decided that I needed to remain strong and brave. Just imagine what it was like then.
The patriot leaders were beginning to grow impatient. It was now the middle of June, and they had decided the time had finally come to fight. They chose a place for the battle; the location selected was the highland on the Charlestown peninsula known as Bunker Hill. They chose the date of June 16th 16th . How do you think we felt?
The battle of Bunker Hill was a great fight. Never in my life had I witnessed such bravery on behalf of so many men. No one gave up, everyone fought hard, and we all worked together. Although it was a struggle, we remained strong. I really believe that with that one battle, our nation was born. We all felt different after the battle of Bunker Hill. We were Americans. I hope you can experience the feelings that I felt then.
I can recall that great battle clearly, and I remember the ones after that as well. Although it took much longer than I had initially anticipated, it was well worth it. It was difficult, and I became exhausted, but then we won and freed our country. We were a new nation. Now, each year on the fourth of July, I remember those days and smile. I hope you do, too.
Q. According to the passage, what do you understand by 'vividly'?
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I remember it vividly. We were fighting for our freedom. There was a battle at Lexington, and the news of Lexington spread everywhere, producing wild excitement. My father and I got ready to join the new army. It was as if the world was different that day. Everyone would go to Boston to join the army. Imagine you were there.
Every village and every farmhouse helped to swell the number. Men came from all over, even from tiny towns. In Connecticut, an old man was pillowing his field and proclaimed, "This is my fight, too." He unyoked his oxen, left his pellow in the furrow, and, leaping to his saddle, raced to join the army. Just picture what that was like.
Fiery Ethan Allen, at the head of his Green Mountain Boys, was eager to join us, but he stopped with his Green Mountain Boys to take over a fort. The soldiers did not expect them at all. Despite the fact that the Green Mountain Boys had not fought before, they were extremely brave, and the British gave up without a fight.
Day by day the army grew, until thirty thousand men were encamped around Boston, from Charlestown Neck to Dorchester. We were all terribly excited and determined. I was afraid, too, but I decided that I needed to remain strong and brave. Just imagine what it was like then.
The patriot leaders were beginning to grow impatient. It was now the middle of June, and they had decided the time had finally come to fight. They chose a place for the battle; the location selected was the highland on the Charlestown peninsula known as Bunker Hill. They chose the date of June 16th 16th . How do you think we felt?
The battle of Bunker Hill was a great fight. Never in my life had I witnessed such bravery on behalf of so many men. No one gave up, everyone fought hard, and we all worked together. Although it was a struggle, we remained strong. I really believe that with that one battle, our nation was born. We all felt different after the battle of Bunker Hill. We were Americans. I hope you can experience the feelings that I felt then.
I can recall that great battle clearly, and I remember the ones after that as well. Although it took much longer than I had initially anticipated, it was well worth it. It was difficult, and I became exhausted, but then we won and freed our country. We were a new nation. Now, each year on the fourth of July, I remember those days and smile. I hope you do, too.
Q. According to the passage, which day is celebrated as Independence Day in the USA?
Direction: Read the passage carefully, in order to answer the question.
I remember it vividly. We were fighting for our freedom. There was a battle at Lexington, and the news of Lexington spread everywhere, producing wild excitement. My father and I got ready to join the new army. It was as if the world was different that day. Everyone would go to Boston to join the army. Imagine you were there.
Every village and every farmhouse helped to swell the number. Men came from all over, even from tiny towns. In Connecticut, an old man was pillowing his field and proclaimed, "This is my fight, too." He unyoked his oxen, left his pellow in the furrow, and, leaping to his saddle, raced to join the army. Just picture what that was like.
Fiery Ethan Allen, at the head of his Green Mountain Boys, was eager to join us, but he stopped with his Green Mountain Boys to take over a fort. The soldiers did not expect them at all. Despite the fact that the Green Mountain Boys had not fought before, they were extremely brave, and the British gave up without a fight.
Day by day the army grew, until thirty thousand men were encamped around Boston, from Charlestown Neck to Dorchester. We were all terribly excited and determined. I was afraid, too, but I decided that I needed to remain strong and brave. Just imagine what it was like then.
The patriot leaders were beginning to grow impatient. It was now the middle of June, and they had decided the time had finally come to fight. They chose a place for the battle; the location selected was the highland on the Charlestown peninsula known as Bunker Hill. They chose the date of June 16th 16th . How do you think we felt?
The battle of Bunker Hill was a great fight. Never in my life had I witnessed such bravery on behalf of so many men. No one gave up, everyone fought hard, and we all worked together. Although it was a struggle, we remained strong. I really believe that with that one battle, our nation was born. We all felt different after the battle of Bunker Hill. We were Americans. I hope you can experience the feelings that I felt then.
I can recall that great battle clearly, and I remember the ones after that as well. Although it took much longer than I had initially anticipated, it was well worth it. It was difficult, and I became exhausted, but then we won and freed our country. We were a new nation. Now, each year on the fourth of July, I remember those days and smile. I hope you do, too.
Q. Why did the author think that the world was different that day as per the passage?
Direction: Read the passage carefully, in order to answer the question.
The wagon train departed bright and early this morning. I was disappointed that I had to tell my friends goodbye, but I had chosen to remain here in Denver. By that point, we had already been traveling for several long months. I was sorry to leave St. Louis, but I heard there was gold in California. It was June when we had first left St. Louis and it was October when we got to Denver. I had made the difficult decision that I would not be continuing onward with the rest of the families on the wagon train.
When we left St. Louis, we were extremely excited, because we were planning on traveling all the way to the ocean. We would journey to California. But that was not to be for my family.
Almost immediately, we stumbled upon the first major problem of our trip. Our very first day on the road, a wheel flew right off of our wagon. The wheel was badly cracked, which meant we were unable to repair the damage ourselves. Since we were not terribly far from St. Louis at that point, John rode all the way back there on his horse. He returned to the wagon train with a brand new wheel; however, that took nearly an entire day while the other families waited.
After that, we struggled with yet another problem. There was an awful rainstorm, and with it came so much mud that the oxen pulling our wagons were unable to get the wagons moving again. We had to wait for the rain to stop completely and for the mud to dry before we could continue onward. Because of this, we lost an additional two days.
We were unbelievably exhausted and it had been a mere two weeks, but we kept on traveling. Unfortunately, we then had to stop once more because the Brown family fell ill. We waited a few days for them to recover, but they eventually gave up and turned back.
Every single day, we faced very difficult work, but we still persevered. Nevertheless, by the time we arrived in Denver, it was just too much to handle. We had decided then that we were going to leave the wagon train. That night, we informed the wagon master of our plans.
The wagon master asked us to change our minds, and told us, "We've overcome the worst, now." However, I knew our trip would certainly not be getting any easier. The mountains we had just crossed were only the beginning. It had already been such hard work to get where we were now, and I knew it would be even more difficult to reach the ocean in California. That is when we decided the best option was to remain here in Denver.
Today, I have gone off to hunt for a new job. There are several jobs in the mines, and I hope to fill one of the positions. Then, we will be able to get our own home. I am extremely thankful that living in a tent beside the covered wagon is over. Instead, we will have a permanent place where we can live.
Although I will greatly miss my friends, I will not miss all the troubles and hardships we endured. I wrote a letter to a friend I made on the trip. I wanted him to know we are doing well although I miss him.
Q. According to the passage, what was the final destination of the wagon?
Direction: Read the passage carefully, in order to answer the question.
The wagon train departed bright and early this morning. I was disappointed that I had to tell my friends goodbye, but I had chosen to remain here in Denver. By that point, we had already been traveling for several long months. I was sorry to leave St. Louis, but I heard there was gold in California. It was June when we had first left St. Louis and it was October when we got to Denver. I had made the difficult decision that I would not be continuing onward with the rest of the families on the wagon train.
When we left St. Louis, we were extremely excited, because we were planning on traveling all the way to the ocean. We would journey to California. But that was not to be for my family.
Almost immediately, we stumbled upon the first major problem of our trip. Our very first day on the road, a wheel flew right off of our wagon. The wheel was badly cracked, which meant we were unable to repair the damage ourselves. Since we were not terribly far from St. Louis at that point, John rode all the way back there on his horse. He returned to the wagon train with a brand new wheel; however, that took nearly an entire day while the other families waited.
After that, we struggled with yet another problem. There was an awful rainstorm, and with it came so much mud that the oxen pulling our wagons were unable to get the wagons moving again. We had to wait for the rain to stop completely and for the mud to dry before we could continue onward. Because of this, we lost an additional two days.
We were unbelievably exhausted and it had been a mere two weeks, but we kept on traveling. Unfortunately, we then had to stop once more because the Brown family fell ill. We waited a few days for them to recover, but they eventually gave up and turned back.
Every single day, we faced very difficult work, but we still persevered. Nevertheless, by the time we arrived in Denver, it was just too much to handle. We had decided then that we were going to leave the wagon train. That night, we informed the wagon master of our plans.
The wagon master asked us to change our minds, and told us, "We've overcome the worst, now." However, I knew our trip would certainly not be getting any easier. The mountains we had just crossed were only the beginning. It had already been such hard work to get where we were now, and I knew it would be even more difficult to reach the ocean in California. That is when we decided the best option was to remain here in Denver.
Today, I have gone off to hunt for a new job. There are several jobs in the mines, and I hope to fill one of the positions. Then, we will be able to get our own home. I am extremely thankful that living in a tent beside the covered wagon is over. Instead, we will have a permanent place where we can live.
Although I will greatly miss my friends, I will not miss all the troubles and hardships we endured. I wrote a letter to a friend I made on the trip. I wanted him to know we are doing well although I miss him.
Q. According to the question, how long was the author's journey?
Direction: Read the passage carefully, in order to answer the question.
The wagon train departed bright and early this morning. I was disappointed that I had to tell my friends goodbye, but I had chosen to remain here in Denver. By that point, we had already been traveling for several long months. I was sorry to leave St. Louis, but I heard there was gold in California. It was June when we had first left St. Louis and it was October when we got to Denver. I had made the difficult decision that I would not be continuing onward with the rest of the families on the wagon train.
When we left St. Louis, we were extremely excited, because we were planning on traveling all the way to the ocean. We would journey to California. But that was not to be for my family.
Almost immediately, we stumbled upon the first major problem of our trip. Our very first day on the road, a wheel flew right off of our wagon. The wheel was badly cracked, which meant we were unable to repair the damage ourselves. Since we were not terribly far from St. Louis at that point, John rode all the way back there on his horse. He returned to the wagon train with a brand new wheel; however, that took nearly an entire day while the other families waited.
After that, we struggled with yet another problem. There was an awful rainstorm, and with it came so much mud that the oxen pulling our wagons were unable to get the wagons moving again. We had to wait for the rain to stop completely and for the mud to dry before we could continue onward. Because of this, we lost an additional two days.
We were unbelievably exhausted and it had been a mere two weeks, but we kept on traveling. Unfortunately, we then had to stop once more because the Brown family fell ill. We waited a few days for them to recover, but they eventually gave up and turned back.
Every single day, we faced very difficult work, but we still persevered. Nevertheless, by the time we arrived in Denver, it was just too much to handle. We had decided then that we were going to leave the wagon train. That night, we informed the wagon master of our plans.
The wagon master asked us to change our minds, and told us, "We've overcome the worst, now." However, I knew our trip would certainly not be getting any easier. The mountains we had just crossed were only the beginning. It had already been such hard work to get where we were now, and I knew it would be even more difficult to reach the ocean in California. That is when we decided the best option was to remain here in Denver.
Today, I have gone off to hunt for a new job. There are several jobs in the mines, and I hope to fill one of the positions. Then, we will be able to get our own home. I am extremely thankful that living in a tent beside the covered wagon is over. Instead, we will have a permanent place where we can live.
Although I will greatly miss my friends, I will not miss all the troubles and hardships we endured. I wrote a letter to a friend I made on the trip. I wanted him to know we are doing well although I miss him.
Q. According to the passage, what day is it in the first stanza?
Direction: Read the passage carefully, in order to answer the question.
The wagon train departed bright and early this morning. I was disappointed that I had to tell my friends goodbye, but I had chosen to remain here in Denver. By that point, we had already been traveling for several long months. I was sorry to leave St. Louis, but I heard there was gold in California. It was June when we had first left St. Louis and it was October when we got to Denver. I had made the difficult decision that I would not be continuing onward with the rest of the families on the wagon train.
When we left St. Louis, we were extremely excited, because we were planning on traveling all the way to the ocean. We would journey to California. But that was not to be for my family.
Almost immediately, we stumbled upon the first major problem of our trip. Our very first day on the road, a wheel flew right off of our wagon. The wheel was badly cracked, which meant we were unable to repair the damage ourselves. Since we were not terribly far from St. Louis at that point, John rode all the way back there on his horse. He returned to the wagon train with a brand new wheel; however, that took nearly an entire day while the other families waited.
After that, we struggled with yet another problem. There was an awful rainstorm, and with it came so much mud that the oxen pulling our wagons were unable to get the wagons moving again. We had to wait for the rain to stop completely and for the mud to dry before we could continue onward. Because of this, we lost an additional two days.
We were unbelievably exhausted and it had been a mere two weeks, but we kept on traveling. Unfortunately, we then had to stop once more because the Brown family fell ill. We waited a few days for them to recover, but they eventually gave up and turned back.
Every single day, we faced very difficult work, but we still persevered. Nevertheless, by the time we arrived in Denver, it was just too much to handle. We had decided then that we were going to leave the wagon train. That night, we informed the wagon master of our plans.
The wagon master asked us to change our minds, and told us, "We've overcome the worst, now." However, I knew our trip would certainly not be getting any easier. The mountains we had just crossed were only the beginning. It had already been such hard work to get where we were now, and I knew it would be even more difficult to reach the ocean in California. That is when we decided the best option was to remain here in Denver.
Today, I have gone off to hunt for a new job. There are several jobs in the mines, and I hope to fill one of the positions. Then, we will be able to get our own home. I am extremely thankful that living in a tent beside the covered wagon is over. Instead, we will have a permanent place where we can live.
Although I will greatly miss my friends, I will not miss all the troubles and hardships we endured. I wrote a letter to a friend I made on the trip. I wanted him to know we are doing well although I miss him.
Q. According to the passage, why did the author left the wagon train and stopped at Denver?
Direction: Read the passage carefully, in order to answer the question.
The wagon train departed bright and early this morning. I was disappointed that I had to tell my friends goodbye, but I had chosen to remain here in Denver. By that point, we had already been traveling for several long months. I was sorry to leave St. Louis, but I heard there was gold in California. It was June when we had first left St. Louis and it was October when we got to Denver. I had made the difficult decision that I would not be continuing onward with the rest of the families on the wagon train.
When we left St. Louis, we were extremely excited, because we were planning on traveling all the way to the ocean. We would journey to California. But that was not to be for my family.
Almost immediately, we stumbled upon the first major problem of our trip. Our very first day on the road, a wheel flew right off of our wagon. The wheel was badly cracked, which meant we were unable to repair the damage ourselves. Since we were not terribly far from St. Louis at that point, John rode all the way back there on his horse. He returned to the wagon train with a brand new wheel; however, that took nearly an entire day while the other families waited.
After that, we struggled with yet another problem. There was an awful rainstorm, and with it came so much mud that the oxen pulling our wagons were unable to get the wagons moving again. We had to wait for the rain to stop completely and for the mud to dry before we could continue onward. Because of this, we lost an additional two days.
We were unbelievably exhausted and it had been a mere two weeks, but we kept on traveling. Unfortunately, we then had to stop once more because the Brown family fell ill. We waited a few days for them to recover, but they eventually gave up and turned back.
Every single day, we faced very difficult work, but we still persevered. Nevertheless, by the time we arrived in Denver, it was just too much to handle. We had decided then that we were going to leave the wagon train. That night, we informed the wagon master of our plans.
The wagon master asked us to change our minds, and told us, "We've overcome the worst, now." However, I knew our trip would certainly not be getting any easier. The mountains we had just crossed were only the beginning. It had already been such hard work to get where we were now, and I knew it would be even more difficult to reach the ocean in California. That is when we decided the best option was to remain here in Denver.
Today, I have gone off to hunt for a new job. There are several jobs in the mines, and I hope to fill one of the positions. Then, we will be able to get our own home. I am extremely thankful that living in a tent beside the covered wagon is over. Instead, we will have a permanent place where we can live.
Although I will greatly miss my friends, I will not miss all the troubles and hardships we endured. I wrote a letter to a friend I made on the trip. I wanted him to know we are doing well although I miss him.
Q. Why did the wagon master tried to change author's mind?
Direction: Read the following passage carefully to answer the given questions that follow.
This March it would be years since my mother passed away. The death of a parent is among the most difficult and universal human experiences. Most people will, sadly, experience the loss of parents. The passing of a parent is unavoidable, but that doesn't make it easier. The pain endured is harrowing and changes children psychologically. Childhood grief is tenacious and frequent. Which makes unwelcome appearances at milestones like graduations and weddings. We know these feelings as an anniversary reaction; they aren't a setback in the grieving process. They're a reflection that your loved one's life was important to you. Human beings process grief deeply and intricately.
No one ever gets over the loss of their parents. People get through it, yes, and perhaps used to it, but no one gets over it. A piece of your life gets removed and however much you arrange the other pieces; they will never fit in the same way.
For me, that makes complete sense that everything changes; if we accept that, in some profound way, our parents help shape who we are, then undoubtedly their deaths will affect us deeply too.
The death of a parent perpetually changes us psychologically, physically, and emotionally for the rest of our lives. We always think we will have more time, but we never have enough. There is no quick fix here. The effects of early parent loss reverberate throughout a lifetime. There also will be times when you're going about your day and grief hits you like a bolt of lightning.
This is true for losing a mother because the synchronous mother-child relationship sets the stage for the child's relationships throughout life with family members at home, through teens and first love and, eventually, as parents to children of their own.
Imagine a huge hole in the middle of your core you carry with you every day, and nobody except you can understand or see it. The hole is as real and tangible as any other thing in your life. It gets a little easier as time goes away, but it never truly goes, it just gets easier to deal with time.
The process of grief varies from person to person, but certain emotions and circumstances that many of us experience. The successes, the weddings, and the thought of having your kids who will never know their grandmother.
However, grieving is important because it honours the loved ones and the relationship between them. When we love someone, we attach ourselves to that person, grieving is detaching and letting go, so we can move on, not forgetting but remembering the joy between two lives. Grieving is an essential element of therapy. It is a process by which we say farewell to a loved one, accept the suffering and think of the joy and pleasure of the affection and, as the pain eases, it leaves us with wonderful memories.
Q. Why is the loss of a mother is more impactful as given in the passage?
Direction: Read the following passage carefully to answer the given questions that follow.
This March it would be years since my mother passed away. The death of a parent is among the most difficult and universal human experiences. Most people will, sadly, experience the loss of parents. The passing of a parent is unavoidable, but that doesn't make it easier. The pain endured is harrowing and changes children psychologically. Childhood grief is tenacious and frequent. Which makes unwelcome appearances at milestones like graduations and weddings. We know these feelings as an anniversary reaction; they aren't a setback in the grieving process. They're a reflection that your loved one's life was important to you. Human beings process grief deeply and intricately.
No one ever gets over the loss of their parents. People get through it, yes, and perhaps used to it, but no one gets over it. A piece of your life gets removed and however much you arrange the other pieces; they will never fit in the same way.
For me, that makes complete sense that everything changes; if we accept that, in some profound way, our parents help shape who we are, then undoubtedly their deaths will affect us deeply too.
The death of a parent perpetually changes us psychologically, physically, and emotionally for the rest of our lives. We always think we will have more time, but we never have enough. There is no quick fix here. The effects of early parent loss reverberate throughout a lifetime. There also will be times when you're going about your day and grief hits you like a bolt of lightning.
This is true for losing a mother because the synchronous mother-child relationship sets the stage for the child's relationships throughout life with family members at home, through teens and first love and, eventually, as parents to children of their own.
Imagine a huge hole in the middle of your core you carry with you every day, and nobody except you can understand or see it. The hole is as real and tangible as any other thing in your life. It gets a little easier as time goes away, but it never truly goes, it just gets easier to deal with time.
The process of grief varies from person to person, but certain emotions and circumstances that many of us experience. The successes, the weddings, and the thought of having your kids who will never know their grandmother.
However, grieving is important because it honours the loved ones and the relationship between them. When we love someone, we attach ourselves to that person, grieving is detaching and letting go, so we can move on, not forgetting but remembering the joy between two lives. Grieving is an essential element of therapy. It is a process by which we say farewell to a loved one, accept the suffering and think of the joy and pleasure of the affection and, as the pain eases, it leaves us with wonderful memories.
Q. Why are the feelings not a setback in the grieving process according to the passage?
Direction: Read the following passage carefully to answer the given questions that follow.
This March it would be years since my mother passed away. The death of a parent is among the most difficult and universal human experiences. Most people will, sadly, experience the loss of parents. The passing of a parent is unavoidable, but that doesn't make it easier. The pain endured is harrowing and changes children psychologically. Childhood grief is tenacious and frequent. Which makes unwelcome appearances at milestones like graduations and weddings. We know these feelings as an anniversary reaction; they aren't a setback in the grieving process. They're a reflection that your loved one's life was important to you. Human beings process grief deeply and intricately.
No one ever gets over the loss of their parents. People get through it, yes, and perhaps used to it, but no one gets over it. A piece of your life gets removed and however much you arrange the other pieces; they will never fit in the same way.
For me, that makes complete sense that everything changes; if we accept that, in some profound way, our parents help shape who we are, then undoubtedly their deaths will affect us deeply too.
The death of a parent perpetually changes us psychologically, physically, and emotionally for the rest of our lives. We always think we will have more time, but we never have enough. There is no quick fix here. The effects of early parent loss reverberate throughout a lifetime. There also will be times when you're going about your day and grief hits you like a bolt of lightning.
This is true for losing a mother because the synchronous mother-child relationship sets the stage for the child's relationships throughout life with family members at home, through teens and first love and, eventually, as parents to children of their own.
Imagine a huge hole in the middle of your core you carry with you every day, and nobody except you can understand or see it. The hole is as real and tangible as any other thing in your life. It gets a little easier as time goes away, but it never truly goes, it just gets easier to deal with time.
The process of grief varies from person to person, but certain emotions and circumstances that many of us experience. The successes, the weddings, and the thought of having your kids who will never know their grandmother.
However, grieving is important because it honours the loved ones and the relationship between them. When we love someone, we attach ourselves to that person, grieving is detaching and letting go, so we can move on, not forgetting but remembering the joy between two lives. Grieving is an essential element of therapy. It is a process by which we say farewell to a loved one, accept the suffering and think of the joy and pleasure of the affection and, as the pain eases, it leaves us with wonderful memories.
Q. Which of the following is the exact opposite of tenacious as given in the passage?
Direction: Read the following passage carefully to answer the given questions that follow.
This March it would be years since my mother passed away. The death of a parent is among the most difficult and universal human experiences. Most people will, sadly, experience the loss of parents. The passing of a parent is unavoidable, but that doesn't make it easier. The pain endured is harrowing and changes children psychologically. Childhood grief is tenacious and frequent. Which makes unwelcome appearances at milestones like graduations and weddings. We know these feelings as an anniversary reaction; they aren't a setback in the grieving process. They're a reflection that your loved one's life was important to you. Human beings process grief deeply and intricately.
No one ever gets over the loss of their parents. People get through it, yes, and perhaps used to it, but no one gets over it. A piece of your life gets removed and however much you arrange the other pieces; they will never fit in the same way.
For me, that makes complete sense that everything changes; if we accept that, in some profound way, our parents help shape who we are, then undoubtedly their deaths will affect us deeply too.
The death of a parent perpetually changes us psychologically, physically, and emotionally for the rest of our lives. We always think we will have more time, but we never have enough. There is no quick fix here. The effects of early parent loss reverberate throughout a lifetime. There also will be times when you're going about your day and grief hits you like a bolt of lightning.
This is true for losing a mother because the synchronous mother-child relationship sets the stage for the child's relationships throughout life with family members at home, through teens and first love and, eventually, as parents to children of their own.
Imagine a huge hole in the middle of your core you carry with you every day, and nobody except you can understand or see it. The hole is as real and tangible as any other thing in your life. It gets a little easier as time goes away, but it never truly goes, it just gets easier to deal with time.
The process of grief varies from person to person, but certain emotions and circumstances that many of us experience. The successes, the weddings, and the thought of having your kids who will never know their grandmother.
However, grieving is important because it honours the loved ones and the relationship between them. When we love someone, we attach ourselves to that person, grieving is detaching and letting go, so we can move on, not forgetting but remembering the joy between two lives. Grieving is an essential element of therapy. It is a process by which we say farewell to a loved one, accept the suffering and think of the joy and pleasure of the affection and, as the pain eases, it leaves us with wonderful memories.
Q. According to the passage, why grieving is important?
Direction: Read the following passage carefully to answer the given questions that follow.
This March it would be years since my mother passed away. The death of a parent is among the most difficult and universal human experiences. Most people will, sadly, experience the loss of parents. The passing of a parent is unavoidable, but that doesn't make it easier. The pain endured is harrowing and changes children psychologically. Childhood grief is tenacious and frequent. Which makes unwelcome appearances at milestones like graduations and weddings. We know these feelings as an anniversary reaction; they aren't a setback in the grieving process. They're a reflection that your loved one's life was important to you. Human beings process grief deeply and intricately.
No one ever gets over the loss of their parents. People get through it, yes, and perhaps used to it, but no one gets over it. A piece of your life gets removed and however much you arrange the other pieces; they will never fit in the same way.
For me, that makes complete sense that everything changes; if we accept that, in some profound way, our parents help shape who we are, then undoubtedly their deaths will affect us deeply too.
The death of a parent perpetually changes us psychologically, physically, and emotionally for the rest of our lives. We always think we will have more time, but we never have enough. There is no quick fix here. The effects of early parent loss reverberate throughout a lifetime. There also will be times when you're going about your day and grief hits you like a bolt of lightning.
This is true for losing a mother because the synchronous mother-child relationship sets the stage for the child's relationships throughout life with family members at home, through teens and first love and, eventually, as parents to children of their own.
Imagine a huge hole in the middle of your core you carry with you every day, and nobody except you can understand or see it. The hole is as real and tangible as any other thing in your life. It gets a little easier as time goes away, but it never truly goes, it just gets easier to deal with time.
The process of grief varies from person to person, but certain emotions and circumstances that many of us experience. The successes, the weddings, and the thought of having your kids who will never know their grandmother.
However, grieving is important because it honours the loved ones and the relationship between them. When we love someone, we attach ourselves to that person, grieving is detaching and letting go, so we can move on, not forgetting but remembering the joy between two lives. Grieving is an essential element of therapy. It is a process by which we say farewell to a loved one, accept the suffering and think of the joy and pleasure of the affection and, as the pain eases, it leaves us with wonderful memories.
Q. Which of the following words best describe 'harrowing' from the passage?
Directions: Read the passage and answer the questions that follow:
Back in the 1950s and 60s, the world changed. Modern economies moved people out of factories and fields and into office buildings. Whereas you used to have to stand on your feet all day and work very hard to make a buck, now, the best-paying jobs simply asked that you sit at a desk for as long as possible without ever getting up. Our bodies aren't particularly adapted for a sedentary lifestyle. In fact, it turns out that sitting around all day munching on donuts and soda is downright awful for your physical health. As a result, we began to see epidemics of obesity, diabetes, and heart disease around the same time that everyone got cushy office jobs. People's bodies were falling apart, becoming overly sensitive, and not functioning correctly.
To counteract this sedentary lifestyle, we all came together and developed a fitness culture to counteract the health crisis. People realized that if modern life had you sitting around all day watching a screen, that you needed to set aside time in your day to go lift something heavy or run around a little bit. That kept your body healthy and stable and strong. Jogging became a thing. Gym memberships were invented. And people wore spandex and jumped around on VHS tapes, looking absolutely ridiculous. The eighties were great.
Our bodies are designed in such a way that they need to be challenged and stressed to a certain degree, otherwise, they become soft and weak, and the smallest endeavors walking up a flight of stairs, picking up a bag of groceries-will begin to feel difficult or impossible. It turns out that these small, conscious efforts to stress our bodies are what keep them healthy. In the same way, removing stress and strain from our physical bodies causes them to become fragile and weak, removing mental stress and strain from our minds makes them fragile and weak. The same way we discovered that the sedentary lifestyles of the 20th century required us to physically exert ourselves and work our bodies into healthy shape, I believe we're on the cusp of discovering a similar necessity for our minds. We need to consciously limit our own comforts.
We need to force our minds to strain themselves, to work hard for their information, to deprive our attention of the constant stimulation that it craves. The same way the consumer economy of the 20th century called upon us to invent the nutritional diet, I believe that the attention economy of the 21st century calls upon us to invent an attention diet.
Q. What is a sedentary lifestyle?
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Back in the 1950s and 60s, the world changed. Modern economies moved people out of factories and fields and into office buildings. Whereas you used to have to stand on your feet all day and work very hard to make a buck, now, the best-paying jobs simply asked that you sit at a desk for as long as possible without ever getting up. Our bodies aren't particularly adapted for a sedentary lifestyle. In fact, it turns out that sitting around all day munching on donuts and soda is downright awful for your physical health. As a result, we began to see epidemics of obesity, diabetes, and heart disease around the same time that everyone got cushy office jobs. People's bodies were falling apart, becoming overly sensitive, and not functioning correctly.
To counteract this sedentary lifestyle, we all came together and developed a fitness culture to counteract the health crisis. People realized that if modern life had you sitting around all day watching a screen, that you needed to set aside time in your day to go lift something heavy or run around a little bit. That kept your body healthy, stable and strong. Jogging became a thing. Gym memberships were invented. And people wore spandex and jumped around on VHS tapes, looking absolutely ridiculous. The eighties were great.
Our bodies are designed in such a way that they need to be challenged and stressed to a certain degree, otherwise, they become soft and weak, and the smallest endeavors walking up a flight of stairs, picking up a bag of groceries-will begin to feel difficult or impossible. It turns out that these small, conscious efforts to stress our bodies are what keep them healthy. In the same way, removing stress and strain from our physical bodies causes them to become fragile and weak, removing mental stress and strain from our minds makes them fragile and weak. The same way we discovered that the sedentary lifestyles of the 20th century required us to physically exert ourselves and work our bodies into healthy shape, I believe we're on the cusp of discovering a similar necessity for our minds. We need to consciously limit our own comforts.
We need to force our minds to strain themselves, to work hard for their information, to deprive our attention of the constant stimulation that it craves. The same way the consumer economy of the 20th century called upon us to invent the nutritional diet, I believe that the attention economy of the 21st century calls upon us to invent an attention diet.
Q. Why there was a rise in diseases like heart attacks, obesity, etc?
Directions: Read the passage and answer the questions that follow:
Back in the 1950s and 60s, the world changed. Modern economies moved people out of factories and fields and into office buildings. Whereas you used to have to stand on your feet all day and work very hard to make a buck, now, the best-paying jobs simply asked that you sit at a desk for as long as possible without ever getting up. Our bodies aren't particularly adapted for a sedentary lifestyle. In fact, it turns out that sitting around all day munching on donuts and soda is downright awful for your physical health. As a result, we began to see epidemics of obesity, diabetes, and heart disease around the same time that everyone got cushy office jobs. People's bodies were falling apart, becoming overly sensitive, and not functioning correctly.
To counteract this sedentary lifestyle, we all came together and developed a fitness culture to counteract the health crisis. People realized that if modern life had you sitting around all day watching a screen, that you needed to set aside time in your day to go lift something heavy or run around a little bit. That kept your body healthy and stable and strong. Jogging became a thing. Gym memberships were invented. And people wore spandex and jumped around on VHS tapes, looking absolutely ridiculous. The eighties were great.
Our bodies are designed in such a way that they need to be challenged and stressed to a certain degree, otherwise, they become soft and weak, and the smallest endeavors walking up a flight of stairs, picking up a bag of groceries-will begin to feel difficult or impossible. It turns out that these small, conscious efforts to stress our bodies are what keep them healthy. In the same way, removing stress and strain from our physical bodies causes them to become fragile and weak, removing mental stress and strain from our minds makes them fragile and weak. The same way we discovered that the sedentary lifestyles of the 20th century required us to physically exert ourselves and work our bodies into healthy shape, I believe we're on the cusp of discovering a similar necessity for our minds. We need to consciously limit our own comforts.
We need to force our minds to strain themselves, to work hard for their information, to deprive our attention of the constant stimulation that it craves. The same way the consumer economy of the 20th century called upon us to invent the nutritional diet, I believe that the attention economy of the 21st century calls upon us to invent an attention diet.
Q. Which of the following can be used instead of endeavors?
Directions: Read the passage and answer the questions that follow:
Back in the 1950s and 60s, the world changed. Modern economies moved people out of factories and fields and into office buildings. Whereas you used to have to stand on your feet all day and work very hard to make a buck, now, the best-paying jobs simply asked that you sit at a desk for as long as possible without ever getting up. Our bodies aren't particularly adapted for a sedentary lifestyle. In fact, it turns out that sitting around all day munching on donuts and soda is downright awful for your physical health. As a result, we began to see epidemics of obesity, diabetes, and heart disease around the same time that everyone got cushy office jobs. People's bodies were falling apart, becoming overly sensitive, and not functioning correctly.
To counteract this sedentary lifestyle, we all came together and developed a fitness culture to counteract the health crisis. People realized that if modern life had you sitting around all day watching a screen, that you needed to set aside time in your day to go lift something heavy or run around a little bit. That kept your body healthy and stable and strong. Jogging became a thing. Gym memberships were invented. And people wore spandex and jumped around on VHS tapes, looking absolutely ridiculous. The eighties were great.
Our bodies are designed in such a way that they need to be challenged and stressed to a certain degree, otherwise, they become soft and weak, and the smallest endeavors walking up a flight of stairs, picking up a bag of groceries-will begin to feel difficult or impossible. It turns out that these small, conscious efforts to stress our bodies are what keep them healthy. In the same way, removing stress and strain from our physical bodies causes them to become fragile and weak, removing mental stress and strain from our minds makes them fragile and weak. The same way we discovered that the sedentary lifestyles of the 20th century required us to physically exert ourselves and work our bodies into healthy shape, I believe we're on the cusp of discovering a similar necessity for our minds. We need to consciously limit our own comforts.
We need to force our minds to strain themselves, to work hard for their information, to deprive our attention of the constant stimulation that it craves. The same way the consumer economy of the 20th century called upon us to invent the nutritional diet, I believe that the attention economy of the 21st century calls upon us to invent an attention diet.
Q. Why are our bodies need to be challenged?
Directions: Read the passage and answer the questions that follow:
Back in the 1950s and 60s, the world changed. Modern economies moved people out of factories and fields and into office buildings. Whereas you used to have to stand on your feet all day and work very hard to make a buck, now, the best-paying jobs simply asked that you sit at a desk for as long as possible without ever getting up. Our bodies aren't particularly adapted for a sedentary lifestyle. In fact, it turns out that sitting around all day munching on donuts and soda is downright awful for your physical health. As a result, we began to see epidemics of obesity, diabetes, and heart disease around the same time that everyone got cushy office jobs. People's bodies were falling apart, becoming overly sensitive, and not functioning correctly.
To counteract this sedentary lifestyle, we all came together and developed a fitness culture to counteract the health crisis. People realized that if modern life had you sitting around all day watching a screen, that you needed to set aside time in your day to go lift something heavy or run around a little bit. That kept your body healthy and stable and strong. Jogging became a thing. Gym memberships were invented. And people wore spandex and jumped around on VHS tapes, looking absolutely ridiculous. The eighties were great.
Our bodies are designed in such a way that they need to be challenged and stressed to a certain degree, otherwise, they become soft and weak, and the smallest endeavors walking up a flight of stairs, picking up a bag of groceries-will begin to feel difficult or impossible. It turns out that these small, conscious efforts to stress our bodies are what keep them healthy. In the same way, removing stress and strain from our physical bodies causes them to become fragile and weak, removing mental stress and strain from our minds makes them fragile and weak. The same way we discovered that the sedentary lifestyles of the 20th century required us to physically exert ourselves and work our bodies into healthy shape, I believe we're on the cusp of discovering a similar necessity for our minds. We need to consciously limit our own comforts.
We need to force our minds to strain themselves, to work hard for their information, to deprive our attention of the constant stimulation that it craves. The same way the consumer economy of the 20th century called upon us to invent the nutritional diet, I believe that the attention economy of the 21st century calls upon us to invent an attention diet.
Q. Which of the following is similar to the word cusp?