Directions (1-10) : Read the following passage carefully and answer the questions given below it. Certain words/phrases are given in underline to help you locate them while answering some of the questions.
I was ten year old then , and my brother, Nick, was fourteen. For both of us this buying of a gift for our mother on Mother's day was a time of excitement and great importance.
It was our first gift to her. We were very poor. It was just after the first World War and we lived in difficult times of trouble. Our father worked now sometimes as a waiter. Birthday and Christmas gifts were taken care of by him as well as he could, but such a thing as a mother's day gift was out-of-the-ordinary luxury. But we had been lucky, Nick and myself. A second hand furniture store had opened on the block, and deliveries were made by means of loading the furniture on a wobbly pushcart, which we carefully pushed through traffic, to the customer's home. We got a nickel each and, perhaps, a tip.
I remember how Nick's thin, dark face lighted up with the joy of the present. He had first thought of it in shool; and the thought of surprise and giving grew in him, and myself, and we were highly excited. When we secretly told our father, he was very pleased. He stroked our heads proudly. "It's a fine idea", he said. "It will make your mother very happy." From his tone, we knew what he was thinking. He had given our mother very little in their life together. She worked all day, cooking and buying, looking after us in illness and stoking the stove in the kitchen with wood and coal to keep us warm in winter. She did her own washing of the family clothes in the bath tub. And she did all these things silently. She did not laugh much, but when she smiled at us it was a beautiful thing-well worth waiting for.
Q. How old is the narrator, the one who is telling you the story and how old is Nick?