ACTIVITY 1: READING COMPREHENSION
Read through the text and pay
attention to the adjectives used.
Hannah
The girl Hannah was
seventeen, and she had made almost all that array of cakes and pastries on the kitchen
dresser. She stood looking at them, her healthy pink face glowing with pride.
She wore a blue dress and a white apron, and her hair waved down her back to
her waist in a golden-brown shower.
The party should be a lovely one. All the girls from her Sunday- school
class were coming, and four of the best-behaved boys as well. Then there was to
be the young man, Thomas Henry Smithson, the one that all the girls secretly
laughed at. Really, he was too conscientious, too lumberingly polite for anything.
His hats seemed always small, his trousers tight, his boots big. But her mother
liked him. He helped to make things go, sang a few songs in a voice he called
baritone, and never lost his temper.
Hannah felt that she could put up with anything so long as Ralph
Wellings turned up. He was nineteen. A strange boy for the little, fat, jolly
parson to have as his son! Hannah had heard that he was wild, but he had never
seemed wild to her. Sometimes they had met in the twilight, and he had walked
along by her side through Pennyfoot woods to Hoyle’s farm and carried the dozen
eggs that she had gone to fetch back with him in a sugar-bag.
Of course, you were supposed to be still a child at seventeen, but
Hannah didn’t feel exactly like a child. She could talk to Ralph Wellings about
the things she knew - the proper way to make candied toffee, the books she had
recently found in the attic, old books in which all the letter esses were effs,
the nicest hymn tunes. He never laughed at her, and she found this refreshing
[…]
Joanne Collie
& Stephen Slater, (1993), Hannah, Short Stories for Creative
Language Classrooms, (pp. 15). Cambridge University Press.
Read the following statements
carefully and identify whether they are True or False.