UNIZIK English Language 2013/2014 Day 1 Past Questions

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Question 1
Comprehension
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Passage
I began work at the smithy on the Monday morning. My wages were half a crown a week. My hours were from six in the morning till six at night, with an hour's break lunch. My Boss, Boeta Dick, was a tall, bent, reedy consumptive. He had a parched yellow skin, drawn tight over his jutting bones. His cheeks were so sunken, it was as though he were permanently sucking them in. His eyes were far back in his head. He coughed violently, and besides his mt was a bucket of sand into which he spat. Changing the sand daily was the only part of my job I hated. The smithy was divided into two parts at one end were the machines that cut, shaped, and put the tins together. The men who worked on the machines were on a regular weekly wage. At the other end, was a row of small furnaces, each with its own bellows and pile of fuel. Here, at each furnace, a man sat soldering the seams of the tins as they came from the machines. The solderes were on piece-work. To average two or three pounds a week they had to do a mountainous amount of soldering. Each solderer had a boy to cart the tins from the machines to him, then to smear the seams of each tin with sulphur powder so that the lead took easily, and , after checking, to cart the tins out of the yard where the lorries collected them.
The boss, Boeta Dick, can be described as being
  • A.Skinny
  • B.hard working
  • C.ambitious
  • D.a Chinese
  • E.slender
Objective
Question 2
Comprehension
Read the passage carefully and answer the questions that follow:
Passage
I began work at the smithy on the Monday morning. My wages were half a crown a week. My hours were from six in the morning till six at night, with an hour's break lunch. My Boss, Boeta Dick, was a tall, bent, reedy consumptive. He had a parched yellow skin, drawn tight over his jutting bones. His cheeks were so sunken, it was as though he were permanently sucking them in. His eyes were far back in his head. He coughed violently, and besides his mt was a bucket of sand into which he spat. Changing the sand daily was the only part of my job I hated. The smithy was divided into two parts at one end were the machines that cut, shaped, and put the tins together. The men who worked on the machines were on a regular weekly wage. At the other end, was a row of small furnaces, each with its own bellows and pile of fuel. Here, at each furnace, a man sat soldering the seams of the tins as they came from the machines. The solderes were on piece-work. To average two or three pounds a week they had to do a mountainous amount of soldering. Each solderer had a boy to cart the tins from the machines to him, then to smear the seams of each tin with sulphur powder so that the lead took easily, and , after checking, to cart the tins out of the yard where the lorries collected them.
Boeta Dick spat in the bucket because
  • A.he was sick
  • B.he had a dirty habit
  • C.he coughed
  • D.the smithy smelled badly
  • E.it is good to spit regularly.
Objective
Question 3
Comprehension
Read the passage carefully and answer the questions that follow:
Passage
I began work at the smithy on the Monday morning. My wages were half a crown a week. My hours were from six in the morning till six at night, with an hour's break lunch. My Boss, Boeta Dick, was a tall, bent, reedy consumptive. He had a parched yellow skin, drawn tight over his jutting bones. His cheeks were so sunken, it was as though he were permanently sucking them in. His eyes were far back in his head. He coughed violently, and besides his mt was a bucket of sand into which he spat. Changing the sand daily was the only part of my job I hated. The smithy was divided into two parts at one end were the machines that cut, shaped, and put the tins together. The men who worked on the machines were on a regular weekly wage. At the other end, was a row of small furnaces, each with its own bellows and pile of fuel. Here, at each furnace, a man sat soldering the seams of the tins as they came from the machines. The solderes were on piece-work. To average two or three pounds a week they had to do a mountainous amount of soldering. Each solderer had a boy to cart the tins from the machines to him, then to smear the seams of each tin with sulphur powder so that the lead took easily, and , after checking, to cart the tins out of the yard where the lorries collected them.
Without the solderers in the smithy
  • A.no work can be done
  • B.the boss will go into debt
  • C.the products cannot be completed.
  • D.the boss will be unhappy.
  • E.the other workers will not like their job.
Objective
Question 4
Comprehension
Read the passage carefully and answer the questions that follow:
Passage
I began work at the smithy on the Monday morning. My wages were half a crown a week. My hours were from six in the morning till six at night, with an hour's break lunch. My Boss, Boeta Dick, was a tall, bent, reedy consumptive. He had a parched yellow skin, drawn tight over his jutting bones. His cheeks were so sunken, it was as though he were permanently sucking them in. His eyes were far back in his head. He coughed violently, and besides his mt was a bucket of sand into which he spat. Changing the sand daily was the only part of my job I hated. The smithy was divided into two parts at one end were the machines that cut, shaped, and put the tins together. The men who worked on the machines were on a regular weekly wage. At the other end, was a row of small furnaces, each with its own bellows and pile of fuel. Here, at each furnace, a man sat soldering the seams of the tins as they came from the machines. The solderes were on piece-work. To average two or three pounds a week they had to do a mountainous amount of soldering. Each solderer had a boy to cart the tins from the machines to him, then to smear the seams of each tin with sulphur powder so that the lead took easily, and , after checking, to cart the tins out of the yard where the lorries collected them.
The solderes received
  • A.occasional money for their work
  • B.too much for their work
  • C.just enough for their work.
  • D.a fair wage & not so much as their work demanded
Objective
Question 5
Comprehension
Read the passage carefully and answer the questions that follow:
Passage
I began work at the smithy on the Monday morning. My wages were half a crown a week. My hours were from six in the morning till six at night, with an hour's break lunch. My Boss, Boeta Dick, was a tall, bent, reedy consumptive. He had a parched yellow skin, drawn tight over his jutting bones. His cheeks were so sunken, it was as though he were permanently sucking them in. His eyes were far back in his head. He coughed violently, and besides his mt was a bucket of sand into which he spat. Changing the sand daily was the only part of my job I hated. The smithy was divided into two parts at one end were the machines that cut, shaped, and put the tins together. The men who worked on the machines were on a regular weekly wage. At the other end, was a row of small furnaces, each with its own bellows and pile of fuel. Here, at each furnace, a man sat soldering the seams of the tins as they came from the machines. The solderes were on piece-work. To average two or three pounds a week they had to do a mountainous amount of soldering. Each solderer had a boy to cart the tins from the machines to him, then to smear the seams of each tin with sulphur powder so that the lead took easily, and , after checking, to cart the tins out of the yard where the lorries collected them.
Sulphur powder was added to
  • A.Beautify the tin
  • B.Complete the manufacture.
  • C.Strengthen the tin.
  • D.Satisfy the boss.
  • E.Ensure that the tins were not damaged during transportation.
Objective