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YES Prep Public Schools Unit 1 Exam English I September 2017
YES Prep Public Schools Unit 1 Exam English I September 2017
YES Prep Public Schools Unit 1 Exam English I September 2017
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Directions: In Eugenia Colliers story, Marigolds, a young girl narrates her childhood
experiences antagonizing her outcast neighbor, Miss Lottie. Read the story, and answer the
questions that follow.
(1) I leaped furiously into the mounds of marigolds and pulled madly, trampling and pulling and
destroying the perfect yellow blooms. The fresh smell of early morning and of dew-soaked marigolds
spurred me on as I went tearing and mangling and sobbing while Joey2 tugged my dress or my waist
crying, Lizabeth stop, please stop!
(2) And then I was sitting in the ruined little garden among the uprooted and ruined flowers,
crying and crying and it was too late to undo what I had done. Joey was sitting beside me, silent and
frightened, not knowing what to say. Then, Lizabeth, look.
(3) I opened my swollen eyes and saw in front of me a pair of large calloused feet; my gaze
lifted to the swollen legs, the age-distorted body clad in a tight cotton dress, and then the shadowed
Indian face surrounded by stubby white hair. And there was not rage in the face, now that the garden
was destroyed and there was nothing any longer to be protected.
(4) "M-miss Lottie!" I scrambled to my feet and just stood there and stared at her, and that was
the moment when childhood faded and womanhood began. That violent, crazy act was the last act of
childhood. For as I gazed at the immobile face with sad, weary eyes, I gazed upon a kind of reality
which is hidden to childhood. The witch was no longer a witch but only a broken old woman who had
dared to create beauty in the midst of ugliness and sterility. She had been born in squalor and had
lived in it all her life. Now at the end of that life she had nothing except a falling-down hut, a wrecked
body, and John Burke, the mindless son of her passion. Whatever verve there was left in her,
whatever was of love and beauty and joy that had not been squeezed out by life, had been there in
the marigolds she had so tenderly cared for...
(5) There are times when the image of those passionate yellow mounds returns with a painful
poignancy. For one does not have to be ignorant and poor to find that his life is barren as the dusty
yards of our town. And I too have planted marigolds.
1
marigolds: a type of yellow flower
2
Joey is Lizabeths younger brother.
A Lizbeth, a young girl, destroys her poor neighbors flowers in a moment of childish rage.
She looks back on this memory now with regret and embarrassment.
B Lizbeth, a young girl, picks marigolds without permission. Her younger brother Joey
asks her to stop, but she will not. Miss Lottie sees the child and stops her.
C Joey, the younger brother of Lizbeth, stops his older sister from destroying her
neighbors garden. Although Lizbeth feels sorry, it is clear that the neighbor deserved it.
D Miss Lottie has a beautiful garden that her neighbor, Lizbeth, destroys out of envy.
Lizbeth looks up apologetically, and Miss Lottie instantly forgives her wrongdoing.
A adulation
B enthusiasm
C concern
D disdain
4 Joeys pleas for Lizabeth to stop tearing up the marigolds and to look up
F promise
G understanding
H sadness
J energy
Progress
by Michael Demchsak
1 I live in the same town where my parents and outlined in white against a crisp blue sky. It seemed
my grandparents grew up. In fact, most of the people like Mallard Lake had gone on this way for a thousand
and places that were part of my grandparents and years and would continue for a thousand more.
parents lives are still here. My dad says that nothing 9 It was nearly a month before I could find a free
much ever really changes around here, and I used to day. The day I went was one of those tourist-postcard
take him at his word. Now Im not so sure. days when lilacs perfume the whole town, the leaves
2 Not too long ago, Josh Rundberg came into are fresh and green, and sunlight dapples the forest
Coopers Grocery, where I was working my after- floor.
school job running the cash register. It must have 10 When I reached the farm, it was early and the
been May; the snow was gone, but the hardwood equipment was parked over on the west side of the
trees hadnt shown their leaves yet. property with not a worker in sight. I took the trail into
3 Hey, Aaron, have you been down by the old the woods as I had done ever since I was a kid and
Peterson farm lately? he asked. began the near mile-long trek back toward the lake. It
4 No. Why? all seemed untouched and quiet and serene as ever. I
5 Well, there are some big, yellow machines wondered what the old farm was being turned into,
down there, and theyre digging up dirt and pushing it but I contented myself with the thought that at least
around. Mallard Lake would still be Mallard Lake.
6 The Peterson farm sat adjacent to Mallard Lake 11 As I walked, the memories kept coming back to
and had been sold years ago to some man down in me. I passed the large blackberry patch that had
the city. No one had ever seen him in the area. I guess provided for many a pie and many a jar of jam, but it
everyone in town was lucky that he never did anything was too early for berries. Further on, I came to the
with the propertyuntil now. granite outcrop where we used to stop and eat lunch.
7 I thought about what Josh said and decided to Realizing that I was hungry, I stopped and took out
take a detour on my way home. Sure enough, as I the food that I had brought, some biscuits and bacon
stopped my bike and got off to look around, there was left over from breakfast, and began eating. While I ate,
a bulldozer and a grader, and men were felling trees looking at the familiar surroundings, a feeling of
with chainsaws and burning piles of slash timber, contentment spread through me. I knew the place
leaving only a stumpy stubble where the forest once and the place knew me. I felt like I was home.
encroached on the farm. I stood straddling my bike 12 I continued on the trail and began walking
and stared before slowly pedaling home. down the west shore, the sun now high overhead.
8 After seeing the carnage at the Peterson farm, I Then a flicker of color moving against the greenery
knew that I had to go to Mallard Lake. When my caught my eye. I stood and stared, frozen in place.
sisters and I were younger, Dad would take us on a 13 No, I whispered. Over by the lake, four
trail that ran past the old Peterson farm and then wooden stakes topped with bright orange plastic tape
through the thick woods to Mallard Lake. We visited were fluttering in the breeze. Someone was building a
the lake in every season. In the spring, we would revel house on the shores of Mallard Lake. A passionate
in the soft greens of the evergreen forest and skip disappointment welled up inside me, and I slowly
stones across the water. We would camp there in the recognized that nothing remains the same forever.
summer and toast marshmallows over the fire as the Everything has to change.
moon rose in the night sky. In autumn, just as the sun
was setting, it seemed as if the leaves of the
hardwood trees had burst into flame. In winter the
bare branches of the birch trees were
Page 4 of 10 YES Prep English I Unit 1 Exam Multiple Choice Section
7 The author most likely wrote this passage
9 Which excerpt from the passage best reveals Aarons feelings about his old childhood hangout?
10 Which of the following quotations from the passage best reveals the main conflict in the passage?
F After seeing the carnage at the Peterson farm, I knew that I had to go to Mallard Lake. (Paragraph 8)
G It seemed like Mallard Lake had gone on this way for a thousand years and would continue for a
thousand more. (Paragraph 8)
H I knew the place and the place knew me. I felt like I was home. (Paragraph 11)
J I slowly recognized that nothing remains the same forever. (Paragraph 13)
...men were felling trees with chainsaws and burning piles of slash timber, leaving only a stumpy stubble
where the forest once encroached on the farm.
A defeated
B advanced
C revealed
D abused
No, I whispered. Over by the lake, four wooden stakes topped with bright orange plastic tape were fluttering
in the breeze.
Why does the author choose the word whispered to describe the narrators voice?
Directions: Use both Marigolds and Progress to answer the following question.
13 The themes shared between both stories include all of the following except
14 Which words best help the reader understand the meaning of the word russet in line 8?
F blue-black water
G boats, grasses
H gold, sunburnt
J empty blue sky
16 Which line best explains why the speaker begins to speak at the end of the poem but then stops?
17 What does the poet mean by the lines suddenly everything is a metaphor for how/short a time we are
granted on earth?
A Nature often serves as a reminder that time does not stand still.
B Time passes differently for different people.
C The future presents uncertainty
D Ordinary occurrences in nature cannot always be described.
18 What is the most likely reason the poet ends the first stanza after line 13?
Directions: Using the passages from the multiple choice section of your exam, respond to the prompt below and
compose your response on the lines provided. You may organize your rough draft in the blank space below, but
ONLY the response on the lines provided will be scored.
Why does the narrator in the poem Sunday Morning Early stop speaking at the end of the poem? Support your answer
with evidence from the text.
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Directions: Using the passages from the multiple choice section of your exam, respond to the prompt below and
compose your response on the lines provided. You may organize your rough draft in the blank space below, but
ONLY the response on the lines provided will be scored.
How are Lizbeth in Marigolds and Aaron in Progress similar? Support your answer with evidence from BOTH texts.
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