Republic of the Philippines

Department of Education
Region IV – A CALABARZON
Division of Cavite
District of Bacoor II

ANIBAN CENTRAL SCHOOL

TEST ITEM BANK – ENGLISH 6

PAPA’S GIRL

It’s hard being a mayor’s daughter. I mean, everybody expects you to be special
or perfect, and I’m just an average ten-year-old kid. I’m an average student, and I’m
average, too, when it comes to arts and sports. I’m not a terrible singer or athlete, but
I’m not great, either.

I often wonder how many fathers ever had a daughter like me. I mean, he’s so
adept and so special at everything he does. In high school, he was captain of the
basketball team, class president, and editor of the school paper. What a standout!

Well, actually, to tell you the truth, I do have a little talent that nobody knows
about. I write little poems and stories and keep them in an old library in the bottom
drawer of my cabinet. These days, I dream about being a famous writer, but I used to
dream about doing something spectacular to impress my father and make him proud of
me- something like sketching his portrait or playing his favorite tune on the saxophone.

My thoughts were wandering in school one morning. I was dreaming about being
some kind of Princess Diana who vigilantly fought against land mines and embraced
AIDS patients, when I heard my English teacher announce a Father’s Day essay
contest for the whole school, with cash prizes.

I walked home, thinking about the essay I would write. My father is a mayor, I
would start out. No, I decided. I wouldn’t do that. The whole town, and maybe even the
whole province knows my father as mayor, but that wasn’t the way I saw him.

When I got home, I took Mother’s hand for a “mano” gesture and kissed her
quickly. Then I went up to my room, sat down with a pen and a pad of paper. I started to
think about what I would write.

How did I see my papa? Hmmm, let me see.

I saw him waiting with me in the dark when I was a little kid afraid of thunder.

I saw him teaching me how to dribble a ball and shoot into the basket. For him,
girls could do anything.

I recalled how he hugged me long and tight when my cat Muning was hit and
killed by a tricycle.

And I recalled how he surprised me with a new kitten at my ninth birthday party.
When I started to cry, he told all the kids that I had a bad allergy. “Nancy’s allergy
bothers her a lot this time of year,” Papa said.
 And I recalled how he sat and tried to explain death to me when Lolo Tibong
died.
These were the things I wanted to write about Papa. To me, he wasn’t just a
famous mayor. He was my Papa.

All these memories I wrote about in my essay. As I handed it in the next day, I
found out that all winning essays would be read in the auditorium the following Thursday
morning. All students and parents were invited.

On the way to the awards, one of our neighbors said, “Of course, you’ll win the
contest, Nancy. I’m sure you wrote about what it’s like to be the daughter of a mayor,
and you’re the only one in town who can write about that.

Papa looked at me and I shrugged. I hadn’t shown him the essay and now I
almost hoped I wouldn’t win at all. I didn’t want to win just because my father was a
mayor.

When the third prize was announced and it wasn’t I, felt relieved and
disappointed at the same time. Elizabeth Dator won third and she read her essay.
Elizabeth was abandoned by her father, and she wrote about her stepfather who was
better than a father could be. As she bowed, people in the audience were sniffing and
blowing their noses. My mother sniffed, too, and Papa cleard his throat.

The second prize, winner was announced next – it was I!

I ran upstage, knees shaking. I read my essay and wondered if my voice was
quivering, too. It was tough standing in front of thousands of people. I called my essay
“Papa’s Girl.” I looked at my parents as I read. Then the audience applauded. I saw
Papa blowing his nose. Tears ran down Mother’s face. I went back to my seat.

“Papa, you have an allergy?” I tried to joke.

Papa nodded, cleared his throat, and hugged me hard and tight. “Nancy, this is
my proudest moment,” he said.

It was my proudest moment, too. Even if I’ll never be a popular princess or win
the Writer’s Award, it was more than enough to just be Papa’s girl.

Questions to answer:
1. What was Nancy’s father’s work?
a. a politician b. a pilot c. a leader d. a teacher
2. What was Nancy’s main wish or dream?
a. to be a famous model c. to be a famous writer
b. to be a painter d. to be a doctor
3. What was Nancy’s secret talent?
a. she sings and dances c. she did something terrible
b. she writes little poems and stories d. she knows nothing about
4. What did Nancy do that made her parents happy?
a. she was proud of her Papa b. she was stubborn and hardheaded
c. she won the contest d. she was ashamed of her family
5. Did Nancy’s wish or dream come true?
a. sometimes b. yes c. no d. all the time
6. What was the most unforgettable moment of Nancy with her father?
a. Waiting for her in the dark when she was a little kid afraid of thunder
b. Taught her how to dribble a ball
c. taught her how to draw and color
d. both a and b
7. What did Nancy expect when she joined the contest?
a. to win the award c. just to share her thoughts about her father
b. to be famous d. all of the above
8. Which of the following was Nancy idolized about her father?
a. Papa is so adept c. Papa is special at everything he does
b. Papa became the captain of the basketball team d. all of the above
9. What was Nancy dreamt about in school one morning?
a. being some kind of a queen c. being some kind of a rich woman
b. being some kind of a Princess Diana d. being some kind of a performer
10. What was the mood in paragraph 1?
a. unimportant b. loved c. excited d. happy
11. What was the mood of paragraph 9-13?
a. happy b. excited c. worried d. loved
12. What was the mood of paragraph 17?
a. happy b. excited c. worried d. loved
13. What was the mood of paragraph 20?
a. nervous b. excited c. worried d. unimportant
14. What was the mood of paragraph 23?
a. excited b. loved c. happy d. nervous
15. What things do children do that make parents sad or angry?
 LOLA’S WATCH NECKLACE

1 Lola had a watch that lay by her bed. The heart-shaped face had classic
Roman numerals, and the case was gold, heavy, and beautifully chased. The watch
was attached not to a bracelet but to a fine gold chain that made it a necklace. Not
everyone had a watch like that, and I often gazed at it admiringly as I sat with Lola in the
afternoons after school.

2 Lola, sick as she was, always liked to have me around. After all, I was her apo
that looked most like her. People couldn’t believe their eyes at our remarkable
resemblance. “That’s when I was a little girl,” Lola would say about me.

3 Lola in her bed would often ask about how well I did in school. The day I told
her I passed my examinations for sixth grade, she smiled all the way to her ears. “Then
you’ll be going to high school, Ellen?” she asked.

4 “Then college,” I said, seeing my future before me. “Then I shall be a teacher,
the greatest teacher.”

5 “That you will. I have no doubt. But you’ll need a lot of patience and hard work.”

6 “Yes, Lola,” I said.

7 “That’s my girl. That’s the way to succeed.” Then she moved her legs within the
sheets and lay on her side. “You must be getting along.”

8 I handed her the watch necklace. She stared at it for some moments and
wound it. When she passed it back to me, I held it and felt its weight.

9 “Your Lolo, bless his soul, gave that to me fifty years ago. He said I was as rare
and beautiful as the watch.” Lola proudly said. “In this day of digital and automatic
watches, this gold watch necklace is still worth more than money can buy. It is about
time. It is about love. It is about your Lolo and me.”

10 One evening that summer, as I stood to do some chores, Lola touched my

cheek. “Thank you, Ellen,” she almost mumbled in a voice grown weak and tired. “And
you will remember what I told you? Patience and hard work.”

11 I was suddenly very much moved. I felt a lump in my throat. “Yes, Lola,” I
promised. “ I will not forget.”

12 The morning after, Inay told me that Lola had died in her sleep.

13 I learned that she had instructed Inay to give me her necklace watch. Inay
would keep it till I was old enough to look after it myself. But I strongly protested, so Inay
finally gave it to me. I laid it by my bed the way Lola used to do.

14 Summer ended and it was time for school again. Two new students came to
our class. I had never really made friends easily and I was only on a little more than
speaking terms with the other girls and boys.

15 Cathey, the new girl, was a well-to-do daughter whose way of impressing us
was to show off her possessions before us. Cathy’s bag was hip; her shoes had that
best comfort, and leather; her school things matched her books. Everything about Cathy
was better than what any of us had – until she brought her watch.

16 “Yes,” said Cathy, “the watch has a sweeping second hand with a diamond
tip, glow-in-the-dark numbers, and platinum bracelet. Isn’t this the finest watch any of
you have ever seen?”

17 “I have a better watch than that,” I announced without looking at Cathy.

18 “Really?”

19 “Yes, I do,” I insisted. “My Lola left it to me.”

20 “Well, you have to show it to us, smart girl,” Cathy teased.

21 “I don’t have it with me.”

22 “It’s because you don’t have it at all.”

23 “I do have it!” I almost shouted. “I’ll bring it this afternoon. You’ll see.” Then I
left hurriedly.

24 I skipped lunch and took a fast tricycle home. I didn’t know how I’d get the
watch by my bed without Inay wondering why I was there. I remembered that today was
wash day. Inay would be at the back of the house, and I could slip in and out without her
even knowing it.

25 I was so excited to show the watch to that bragging Cathy, I couldn’t wait for a
tricycle, so I decided to run back to school.

26 I ran as fast as I could, my hair blowing in the wind, my skirt like a waving flag,
my feet at a quick pace. I was holding the watch necklace in my left hand, lovingly
looking at it, when a puppy suddenly ran into my path. I almost stepped on it, but I
swerved just in time. I lost my balance by the sidewalk and fell flat on my face, my
hands on the pavement.

27 My hands on the pavement! Oh, no! I picked myself up, rubbing my school
uniform off of dust and dirt. I looked at my left hand and what was left of my Lola’s most
precious possession. A deep cut crossed the case. The glass was shattered. The
Roman numerals looked crazily at one another. The fine chain had snapped. I walked to
school, numb with a heavy loneliness.

28 “So where’s the watch, Ellen?” asked Cathy, chin up, hands on her waist.

29 “Inay wouldn’t let me,” I lied.

30 “Her inay would not let her,” Cathy jeered. “What an old story!” The others
joined in.

31 I sat quietly at my desk, a sad feeling enveloping me. It was not shame at my
classmates’ mocking tone, nor was it fear of Inay’s anger. No. All I could think of was
dear Lola, in her bed, her weak voice saying, “Remember, patience, Ellen, patience.”

Questions to answer:
1. How did Lola’s watch necklace look?
a. watch necklace b. watch bracelet c. watch ring d. watch earring
2. How did Ellen get to own the watch?
a. Lola gave it to her c. It was given to her before her Lola died
b. It was Lola’s inheritance d. It was stolen
3. Why did Ellen want to show Lola’s watch to Cathy?
a. because it was extraordinary c. because Cathy was bragging to them her watch
b. because she wants to brag d. because she is proud of it
4. Why was the watch special to Lola?
a. It was given by Lolo to Lola c. it was expensive
b. it was extraordinary d. it was special
5. What happened as Ellen rushed back to school?
a. She lost the watch c. she broke the watch
b. she sold the watch d. she fell off the pavement
6. What did the watch look like after Ellen’s fall?
a. the fine chain had snapped
b. The glass of the watch was shattered
c. The Roman Numerals looked crazily at one another
d. all of the above
For questions 7-15, identify the figurative language of the sentences if it’s simile or
metaphor, if it contains neither, put a cross on the blank
_____ 7. Ellen ran to school fast, excitement flowing through her body.
_____ 8. Het feet paced furiously like a well-oiled machine
_____ 9. Like a jet soaring in the sky, Ellen zoomed down the street at a dizzying speed
_____ 10. What Lola says cannot be broken. It must be followed.
_____ 11. Cathy, the well-to-do girl, paraded her possessions before us.
_____ 12. Lola’s last words hit me like a wet rag as I sat at my school desk.
_____ 13. I was numb as a rock; for a moment, I could not speak.
_____ 14. More than fifty loving years went down the drain when the watch broke.
_____ 15. My heart sank as the shattered watch stared back at me.
 THE DAY JERICO SMILE AGAIN

1 Jerico sat at his desk as Mr. Pascual scribbled Math problems on the board.
His eyes looked out the window as the teacher spoke.
2. “Jerico, would you like to come to the front and write the answers to these
problems?” the young boy did not respond.
3 “Jerico Rueda?” Mr. Pascual called his name again.
4 It wasn’t until Walter, who sat beside nudged Jerico on the arm that he realized
that the teacher was speaking to him.
5 Mr. Pascual had noticed lately that Jerico’s school marks had dipped and he
was losing interest in his studies. He had tried to see him several times, but he could
not seem to get through to the boy. This afternoon, he decided to write a note for Jerico
to take home to his parents.
6 Jerico put the note in his pocket, but on his way home, he removed the note,
crumpled it then threw it into the gutter along the road. He stopped at a bench to sit and
think hard before heading home.
7 Upon reaching his house, Jerico went straight to his room and threw his books
on the floor.
8 “Jerico, are you home?” his mother called. Jerico just lay on his bed and closed
his eyes.
9 “Jerico, are you all right?” his mother appeared at the door. “You want to talk
about something, son?” she asked sympathetically.
10 “No, mom.”
11 “I think we’d better talk. Mr. Pascual just called to see if I got his note.”
12 “I want to be alone, Mom,” Jerico rolled over to his side to avoid his mother’s
worried look.
13 “Having dinner tonight? You haven’t had dinner with us these past two nights.”
14 Jerico kept silent
15 “I’m calling the doctor. Let’s see what he can do.” Jerico’s mother retreated
from the doorway. Jerico could only stare blankly at the ceiling.
16 The following day, Jerico and his mother met with Dr. Robles, the family
physician. Dr. Robles sat at his big black desk, while mother and son sat in chairs in
front of him.
17 “He never smiles anymore. He doesn’t eat. He’s quiet all the time,” Mrs.
Ruedas explained.
18 Dr. Robles looked at the young boy, head bowed, playing with his fingers,
“Why don’t you wait outside and let me speak to him alone?”
19 Mrs. Rueda got up and walked to the door. Dr. Robles closed it behind her.
20 “Why don’t we talk about it, Jerico?” suggested Dr. Robles in a soft, friendly
voice. “You’ll feel better if you tell me what’s bothering you.”
21 “I just can’t,” replied the despondent boy.
22 “You mother says you’re upset. You don’t eat or sleep. You never smile. Your
teacher says you can’t concentrate in school. I bet you feel like you’d rather be sick or
dying than feel the way you do now, right?”
23 Jerico looked up, amazed at Dr. Robles for knowing what was going on inside
him.
24 “What you feel is all right. A lot of kids suffer from depression or
hopelessness. No need to feel frightened or ashamed of how you feel,” Dr. Robles
explained.
25 “What we need to do,” he continued, “is find out what’s causing it.” He came
closer to Jerico’s chair and asked, “Would you like to tell me about it now?”
26 “My- my parents are separating,” Jerico took a deep breath with that one, but
he felt better immediately after saying the words.
27 “Many parents separate,” Dr. Robles said.
 28 “Yes, but I feel it’s my fault. I feel like I’m in the middle. I feel they fight
because of me.” Jerico bowed.
29 Dr. Robles gently patted Jerico’s shoulder.
30 “Many situations seem hopeless, Jerico, but few really are. There is help for
you and your parents. You shouldn’t feel guilty about your parents’ problems. It’s not
your fault. You should not let it destroy your life.”
31 Jerico’s face began to lighten up.
32 “I can give your mothers the name of a lady counselor who handles matters
like this,” Dr. Robles suggested. “She’ll talk to you, she’ll talk to your parents to see if
there is some way the three of you can work things out. Then, if your parents still want
to separate, she will help you deal with it.”
33 After a momentary silence, the doctor, said, “You can ask your mother to
come in now.”
34 Jerico walked to the door, but stopped and turned, “Dr. Robles, am I crazy?”
35 “Jerico, if you’re crazy, then so am I! Everyone has problems and many
people need help in learning to deal with them.” The doctor paused, then said, “You
know my parents separated when I was younger than you.”
36 “R-really?” Jerico was surprised that his doctor would reveal something so
personal to him.
37 “You’ll be just fine, Jerico,” assured Dr. Robles, who then laughed and said,
“Look at me. Look how I turned out! Not bad at all, huh?” He looked at Jerico in the eye
and whispered meaningfully, “Trust me.”
38 Jerico moved closer to the door, but he looked back again at the doctor. And
for the first time in months…. Jerico smiled!
39 “You know something, Dr. Robles?” he said with a wide grin, “I do trust you.”
Questions to answer:
1. What things in school showed that there was something bothering Jerico?
a. He fights with his classmate c. he makes troubles
b. his school marks had dipped d. he shows interes in his studies
2. What things has Jerico’s mother noticed about him at home?
a. Jerico wanted to be alone c. He doesn’t talk and eat with them anymore
b. He always watch TV d. both a and c
3. What did Jerico’s mother decide to do?
a. let Jerico to be alone c. call a doctor
b. ignore Jerico d. scolded Jerico
4. How did the doctor handle Jerico’s thoughts and feelings?
a. the doctor talked about Jerico’s problem
b. the doctor prescribed medicine for Jerico’s to take
c. the doctor punished Jerico
d. the doctor consulted a psychiatrist
5. What was Jerico’s problem?
a. His grades are falling c. His classmates bully him
b. His teachers reprimanded him d. his parents are separating
6. What made Jerico smile again?
a. the doctor promised him to help him in his failing grades
b. his parents are not separating anymore
c. he realized that he’s not the only one who has the same problem.
d. the doctor told him to talk to his teachers
7. How did Jerico feel about his parent’s coming separation?
a. he feels bad c. he feels to be the one to blame
b. he feels sorry d. he feels good
For numbers 8-15, number the events in sequential order
____ Mother takes Jerico to the doctor
____ The teacher phones Jerico’s mother.
____ Jerico feels better and smiles
____ Dr. Robles thinks of a possible solution.
____ Jerico tells what he feels inside.
____ Jerico throws away his teacher’s note
____ Jerico does not listen in class
_____ Dr. Robles reveals something personal to Jerico.
WE ARE ALL ONE
By: Laurence Yep

1 Long ago there was a rich man with a disease in his eyes. For many years, the
pain was so great that he could not sleep at night. He saw every doctor he could, but
none of them could help him.
2 “What good is all my money?” he groaned. Finally, he became so desperate
that he sent his servants through the city announcing to offer a reward to anyone who
could cure him.
3 In that city lived a candy peddler. He would walk around with his baskets of
candy, but he was so kind-hearted that he gave away so much as he sold, so he was
always poor.
4 When the old peddler heard the announcement, he remembered something his
mother said. It’s about the magical herb that was good for the eyes. So he packed up
his baskets and went back to the tiny room in which his family lived.
5 He told his plan to his wife, but his wife scolded him. “If you go off on this crazy
hunt, how are we supposed to eat?”
6 But the peddler was stubborn. “There are two baskets of candy,” he said. I’ll be
back before they’re gone.”
7 The next morning, he left the city very early. He did not stop until he went deep
into the woods, where as a boy, he had often wandered there.
8 As he examined the ground, he noticed ants scurrying about. On their backs
were worms like white grains of rice. A rock had fallen into a stream, so the water now
spilled into the ant’s nest.
9 “We’re all one,” the kind-hearted peddler said. So he waded into the shallow
stream and put the rock on the bank. Then with a sharp stick, he dug a shallow ditch
that sent the rest of the water back into the stream.
10 Without another thought about his good deed, he began to search through the
forest. He looked everywhere, but as the day went on, he grew sleepy. And so he lay
down under an old tree, where he fell right asleep.
11 In his dreams, the old peddler found himself standing in the middle of a great
city. Tall buildings rose high overhead. He couldn’t see the sky even when he tilted back
his head. An escort of soldiers marched up to him with a loud clatter of their black
lacquer armor. “Our queen wishes to see you,” the captain said.
12 The frightened peddler could only obey and let the fierce soldiers lead him
into a shining palace. There, a woman with a high crown sat upon a tall throne.
Trembling, the old peddler fell to his knees and touched his forehead against the floor.
13 But the queen ordered him to stand. “Like the great Emperor, you tamed the
great flood. We are all one now. You have only to ask, and I or any of my people will
come to your aid.”
14 The old peddler cleared his throat. “I am looking for a certain herb. It will cure
any disease of the eyes.”
15 The queen shook her head regretfully. “I have never heard of that herb. But
you will surely find it if you keep looking for it.”
16 And then the old peddler woke. Sitting up, he saw that in his wanderings he
had come back to the ant’s nest. It was there he had taken his nap. His dream city had
beed the ant’s nest itself.
17 “This is a good omen,” he said to himself. And he began searching even
harder. He was so determined to find the herb. He didn’t notice how time had passed.
He realized that it was already dark and that he had searched so far and he had gotten
lost.
18 Night was coming fast and it was so cold. He rubbed his arms and looked for
shelter. He stumbled through the darkness until he reached a ruined temple. Weeds
grew through cracks in the stones. Most of the roof itself had fallen in. But still the ruins
would provide some protection.
19 As he started inside, he saw a centipede with bright orange skin and two red
stripes along its back. Yellow dots covered its sides like a dozen tiny eyes. It was also
rushing into the temple as fast as it could, but there was a bird swooping down towards
it.
20 The old peddler waved his arms and shouted, scaring the bird away. Then he
put down his palm in front of the insect. “We are all one, you and I.” The many feet
tickled his skin as the centipede climbed onto his hand.
21 He gathered dried leaves and old sticks and had a fire going. The peddler
even picked some fresh leaves for the centipede from a bush nearby. Stretching out
beside the fire, the old peddler soon fell asleep.
22 Suddenly, he thought he heard footsteps near his head. He woke instantly
and looked about. But he only saw the brightly colored centipede.
23 “Was it you, friend?” The old peddler went back, closed his eyes again. “I
must be getting nervous.”
24 “We are one, you and I,” a voice said faintly – as if from a long distance. “If
you go south, you will find a pine tree with two trunks. By its roots, you will find a magic
bead. Dissolve that bead in wine and tell the rich man to drink it if he wants to heal his
eyes.”
25 The old peddler trembled when he heard the voice, because he realized that
the centipede was magical. He wanted to run away, but he just kept quiet, kept closed
his eyes until he got his sleep.
26 In the morning, he raised one eyelid cautiously. There was no sign of the
centipede. He sat up and looked around, but the magical centipede was gone.
27 He followed the centipede’s instructions when he left the temple. He went
south and found the pine tree and the bead. There was nothing special about the bead,
but the old peddler treated it like a fine jewel.
28 The next day, he reached the house of the rich man. However, he was so
poor and ragged that the gatekeeper only laughed at him. “How could an old beggar like
you help my master?"
29 “Beggar or rich man, we are all one," argued the old peddler. But it so
happened that the rich man was passing by the gates. He went over the old peddler. “I
said anyone could see me. What is it?” The rich man said.
30 The old peddler took out the pouch. “Dissolve this bead in some wine and
drink it down.” The rich man immediately called for a cup of wine, he waited a moment
and then drank it down. Instantly, the pain disappeared. Shortly, after that, his eyes
healed.
31 The rich man was so happy and grateful that he doubled his reward. And the
kindly old peddler and his family lived comfortably for the rest of their lives.

Questions and Answers

1. What bothered the rich man for years?
a. how to spend his wealth c. He has an eye disease
b. how to help the peddler d. How to help the poor

2. What did the rich man’s line “What good is all my money?” mean in paragraph
2?
a. it means for him he deserves to be rich
b. money is nothing if you are not happy
c. it means that it’s good to have a lot of money
d. money means everything to him
3. Why was the peddler always poor
a. he gives everything he has
b. He gives away as much as he sold.
c. he is lazy to work.
 d. all of the above
4. How did the peddler support his family?
a. he is a vendor b. He sells biscuits
c. he sells candy d. He sells honey
5. Why did the old peddler’s wife dislike the plan of finding the cure for the rich
man?
a. who would support the family if the old peddler go to find the cure
b. the wife was afraid that there could something bad happen to his husband
c. the wife didn’t like to support his husband
d. all of the above
6. What cured the rich man’s eye disease?
a. from the doctor’s prescription c. From the forest
b. from the peddler’s magical herb d. From the nature
7. Which word means not important?
a. inportant b. Unimportant c. Disimportant d. Misimportant
8. Which word means before school?
a. preschool b. Prepare school c. Precise d. Prey
9. Which word means not careful?
a. caress b. Caretaker c. Careless d. Careful
10. Which word means not proper?
a.in proper b. Inproper c. Disproper d. Improper
11. Which words means two?
a. bicycle b. Tricycle c. Car d. Ten-wheeler truck
12. Which word means can be?
a. replay b. Reversible c. Destructible d. Both b and c
13. Which word means without?
a. helpless b. Loveable c. Loveless d. Both a and c
14. Which word means person who?
a. teacher b. Doctor c. Carpenter d. All of the above
15. Which word means do not like?
a. mislike b. Dislike c. Unlike d. Alike
 WHERE GO THE BOATS?
by: Robert Louis Stevenson

Dark brown is the river,

Golden is the sand.
It flows along forever,
With trees on either hand.
Green leaves a-floating,
Castles of the foam,
Boats of mine a-boating –
Where will all come home?
On goes the river,
And out past the mill,
Away down the valley,
Away down the hill.
Away down the river,
A hundred miles or more,
Other little children
Shall bring my boats ashore.

Identify the figures of speech in the following statement:

1. My love is like a red,red rose
A. Simile
B. Metaphor
C. Hyperbole
D. Irony
2. He was as brave as a lion.
A. Simile
B. Metaphor
C. Personification
D. Irony
3."All the world's a stageAnd all the men and women merely players;They have
their exits and their entrances;" William Shakespear: As you like it
A. Simile
B. Metaphor
C. Personification
D. Irony
3. "Death lays its icy hands on kings."
A. Simile
B. Metaphor
C. Personification
D. Hyperbole
4.The road was a ribbon of moonlight.
A. Simile
B. Metaphor
C. Hyperbole
D. Irony
5. "Death! where is thy sting? O Grave!  Where is thy victory?"
A. Simile
B. Metaphor
C. Personification
 D- Irony
6. He is a lion.
A. Simile
B. Metaphor
C. Personification
D- Irony
7. The wind wrapped its icy fingers around my body.
A. Simile
B. Metaphor
C. Personification
D. Irony
8. The boat was tossed like a cork on the waves.
A. Simile
B. Metaphor
C. Personification
9. "Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?  Thou art more lovely and more
temperate:"Sonnet 18: William Shakespeare
A. Simile
B. Metaphor
C. Personification
D. Irony
10. Blind justice was not on his side.
A. Simile
B. Metaphor
C. Personification
D- Irony
11. He runs as fast as a deer.
A. Simile
B. Metaphor
C. Personification
D- Irony
12. Thanks for being thoughtful for not remembering my birthday.
A. Simile
B. Metaphor
C. Personification
D- Irony
13. My brother’s room is a disaster area.
A. Simile
B. Metaphor
C. Personification
D- Irony
14. She was so careful that she accidentally broke mother’s favorite vase
A. Simile
B. Metaphor
C. Personification
D- Irony
15. Good friends revolve around Lyn as the planets revolve around the sun.
A. Simile
B. Metaphor
C. Personification
D- Irony
 TIA LIDIA WEAVES A STORY

1 Celina walked along the main street of Paraguay, she smiled at all the
wonderful sights and smells. Along the side of the road, men and women sold goods
from their street shops. Some were selling beans and peanuts, while others sold hats,
mats, and many other things. Celina paused at one of the many shops where women
were selling mantillas. She admired the delivate lace mantillas that many women in
Paraguay both sell and wear. Most of the lace mantillas were white, but some were
more colorful. At last Celina hurried on to Tia Lidia’s house. Celina liked to visit her aunt
every day.
2. Like the women Celina had seen at the street shops, Tia Lidia made lace.
Celina had always been fascinated by the wooden frame that stood in the corner of the
house. She loved to watch her aunt stand at the frame, working the delicate strands of
linen or silk. Most of all, she loved the pretty lace pieces called ñanduti that Tia Lidia
created. Tia Lidia made everything from small lace collars to lone, flowing dresses.
3 This morning, when Celina arrived at her Aunt’s house, Tita Lidia was working
on an elegant lace tablecloth. She had been working on the tablecloth for several
weeks. First, Tita Lidia had placed a sheet of linen on the wooden frame. Then she had
drawn a pattern of circles and fancy designs on the material. Finally, she had begun
carefully removing some of the threads from the materials and weaving other threads
across the open spaces. It was a difficult process that would produce a thin, detailed
lace.
4 As Tia Lidia worked, Celina walked around the room and admired some of the
lovely pieces aunt had made. She smiled when she saw one rectangular piece of lace
that lay over a bench. Celina carefully lifted it and settled it over her head like a veil. She
peered out from behind the finely woven patterns. She thought that this must be how
the world looked to new brides. “This looks like a spider’s web,” she said.
5 “That’s because that’s what it is,” Tia Lidia said, winking. “In Guarani, the old
language of Paraguay, ñanduti means ‘web.” Tia Lidia paused as she carefully wove a
thread into the tablecloth. “Have I ever told you the story of the white spider?” She
asked at last.
6 “No, Tia Lidia. Tell me.
7 The dark- haired woman stepped away from the frame and smoothed her
colorful skirt. “Every young girl in Paraguay should know this story. But this story needs
a nice cup of yerba mate.” As Tia Lidia prepared the hot drink, she told Celina about the
lace Tia Lidia’s mother had woven. “My mother told me this story when I wan learning to
make ñanduti.
8 “A very long time ago,” Tia Lidia began, “when a young man named Juan was
fetching water for his mother to make tea with, he saw a white spider struggling in the
stream. Quickly he scooped the spider and placed it gently on the leaves of a yerba
tree.”
9 “isn’t this yerba mate made from the leaves of a yerba tree?” Celina asked.
10 “That’s right,” Tia Lidia said with a smile. “Every day, when Juan went to fill up
the water jugs, he saw the white spider waiting for him. He began to think of the spider
as a friend to whom he could tell all his troubles. One day he told the spider about a
lovely woman with whom he had fallen in love. However, in those days, it was the
custom in Paraguay for a woman’s father to choose her husband. This woman’s father
had said, “I want to make sure that my daughter is well cared for. Whoever brings forth
the most wonderful and original gift shall win her hand.” Juan was very sad. He knew he
could never afford such a gift. The next day, however, when he returned to the spring,
he saw that his friend was almost finished spinning a fragile silk cloth. Juan could see
that it was the most exquisite lace mantilla he had ever seen. Juan knew the mantilla
would look lovely draped round the shoulders of the woman he adored.”
11 “The patterns of the mantilla were of all the native flowers of the area. Leaves
and vinces and drops of dew then surrounded the flowers. Instantly Juan understood
what the spider had done. He ran off to present his gift. When he reached the village
and placed the mantilla upon the woman, her face immediately lit up. She was radiant.
Everyone around her gasped. They all knew at once that this mantilla was the most
wonderful gift a woman could receive. Juan and the woman were married right away.”
12 “From then on,” finished Tia Lidia, “the women of Paraguay have tried to
duplicate the delicate lace. We have woven the lace for years, but no one has been able
to equal that made by the white spider. Still, our lace is famous for its splendor.”
13 Celina smiled at the wonderful tale she had just heard. “Now that I know the
story of the white spider, perhaps it is time I learned to make lace.”

Questions to answer:
1. Celina puts the small piece of lace over her face because she-
a. doesn’t want her aunt to see that the story is making her sad.
b. is hoping that her aunt will give her the pieceof lace
c. wants to see whether the lace is as thin as the lace she has seen at the shops
d. thinks it looks like the material used for wedding veils.
2. Paragraph 1 is important because it helps the reader understands –
a. the town in which Celina lives
b. why Celina likes to visit her aunt’s house each day
c. how many different foods are eaten in Paraguay
d. why most of the mantillas are woven with white material
3. Which of these is the best summary of the story?
a. Celina walks to her aunt’s house. She sees many things along the way,
including beautiful lace called ñanduti. Her aunt also makes the lace.
b. Celina goes to her aunt’s house, where she learns to make ñanduti. She and
her aunt make ñanduti to sell at local markets.
c. Celina hears a story about a boy named Juan, who is trying to find a gift for his
girlfriend. He gives the woman some lace.
d. Celina visits her aunt, who makes lace. Her aunt tells her story about how the
ñanduti came to be. Celina decides she wants to learn how to make the lace.
4. The reader can tell that when Celina is older, she will probably –
a. be too busy to weave lace c. Think thatlace is not very pretty
b. teach her daughter how to make lace d. Buy all her lace from a store
5. The reader can tell that Tia Lidia –
a. makes the finest lace in Paraguay
b. thinks that women should not sell their lace
c. Learned to make lace from her mother
d. Weaves lace that is better than the white spider’s
6. What is paragraph 3 mainly about?
a. the house Tia Lidia lives in c. How long it takes Tia Lidia to make lace
b. The threads that Tia Lidia removes d. How Tia Lidia makes lace
7. Which of these statements in the story shows the reader that Paraguay is known for
its fine lace?
a. Most of the lace mantillas were white, but some were more colorful.
b. Tia Lidia made everything from small lace collars to long, flowing dresses
c. “We have woven the lace for years, but no one has been able to equal that
made by the white spider.”
d. “Still, our lace is famous for its splendor.”
8. Juan needs a special gift to –
a. make the woman fall in love with him
b. Convince the woman’s father to let her marry him.
c. Thank the woman’s father for saving his life.
d. show the woman’s father how rich he is
9. In paragraph 10, why is Juan sad?
a. Juan thinks he could not afford an expensive gift.
b. Juan has promosed the spider he will never give the lace away.
c. Juan thinks the woman doesn’t want to marry him.
d. Juan doesn’t want to give his fine lace mantilla away.
10. Juan lifts the spider out of the water because it –
a. has promised to make a gift for his girlfriend.
b. looks as if it is drowning.
c. has been a very good friend to him
d. is the best lace weaver in the town
11. The white spider makes the mantilla for Juan because –
a. the spider wants everyone to see the wonderful lace it weaves.
b. Juan tells the spider that his aunt can make better lace
c. the spider wants to thank Juan for saving its life
d. Juan promises to pay the spider a lot of money.
12. What was the mood of paragraph 6?
a. excited b. Scared c. Fear d. Desperate
13. What was the tone of paragraph 13?
a. curious b. Anxious c. Hopeful d. Careful
14. What was the mood of paragraph 4?
a. amazed b. Scared c. Fear d. Happy
15. What was the purpose the author?
a. To persuade b. To inform c. To entertain d. To share an experience
 Republic of the Philippines
Department of Education
Region IV – A CALABARZON
Division of Cavite
District of Bacoor II

ANIBAN CENTRAL SCHOOL

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