2022 English Mayflower Sec Mye

Section A Text 1 Study the poster below and answer Questions 1-4 in the Question Booklet Your voice can help end the trade !!! FOUR PAWS The global animal welfare organization for animals under direct human influence, which reveals suffering, rescues animals in need and protects them. Our vision is a world where humans treat animals with respect, empathy and understanding. Become part of our movement to end animal suffering! THREE THINGS YOU CAN DO…… To protect big cats in the year of the Tiger! Spread the word! Not enough people know South Africa is farming big cats! Don’t participate! Selfies with tiger and lion cubs fuel the big cat trade! Stay informed!

Section B Text 2 The text below describes William’ s fear of water. Read it carefully and answer Questions 5 -14 in the Question Booklet. 1 From the beginning, however, I had an aversion to the water when I was in it. This started when I was three or four years old and father took me to the beach in California. He and I stood together in th e surf. I hung on to him, yet the waves knocked me down and swept over me. I was buried in water. My breath was gone. I was frightened. Father laughed, but there was terror in my heart at the overpowering force of the waves. 5 2 My introduction to the YMCA swimming pool revived unpleasant memories and stirred childish fears. But in a little while I gathered confidence. I did this two or three times on different days and was just beginning to feel at ease in the water when the misadventure happened. I went to the pool when no one else was there. The place was quiet. The water was still, and the tiled bottom was as white and clean as a bathtub. I was timid about going in alone, so I sat on the side of the pool to wait for others. 10 3 I had not been there long when in came a big bruiser of a boy, probably eighteen years old. He had thick hair on his chest. He was a beautiful physical specimen, with legs and arms that showed rippling muscles. He yelled, “Hi Skinny! How’d you like to be ducked? “With that he picked me up and tossed me into the deep end. I landed in a sitting position, swallowed water, and went at once to the bottom. I was frightened, but not yet frightened, but not yet frightened out of my wits. On the way down I planned: when my feet hit the bottom, I wo uld make a big jump, come to the surface, lie flat on it, and paddle to the edge of the pool. 15 20 4 It seemed a long way down. Those nine feet were more like ninety, and before I touched bottom, my lungs were ready to burst. But when my feet hi t bottom I summoned all my strength and made what I thought was a great spring upwards. I imagined I would bob to the surface like a cork. Instead, I came up slowly. I opened my eyes and saw nothing but water - water that had a dirty yellow tinge to it. I g rew panicky. I reached up as if to grab a rope and my hands clutched only at water. I was suffocating. I tried to yell but no sound came out. Then my eyes and nose came out of the water- but not my mouth. 25 5 I failed at the surface of the water, swallowed and choked. I tried to bring my legs up, but they hung as dead weights, paralysed and rigid. A great force was pulling me under. I screamed, but only the water heard me, I had started on the long journey back to the bottom of the pool. I struck at the water as I went down, expending my strength as one in a nightmare fights an irresistible force. I had lost all my breath, My lungs ached, my head throbbed. I was getting dizzy. But I remembered the strategy. I went down, down, endlessly. I opened my eyes. Nothing but water with a yellow glow- dark water that one could not see through. 30 35 6 I was paralysed under water -stiff, rigid with fear. Even the screams in my throat were frozen. Only my heart, and the pounding in my head, said that I was still alive. And then in the midst of the terror came a touch of reason. I must remember to jump 40

when I hit the bott om. At last I felt the tiles under me. My toes reached out as if to grab them. I jumped with everything I had. but the jump made no difference. The water was still around me. J looked for ropes, ladders, water wings. Nothing but water. A mass of yellow water held me, stark terror took an even deeper hold on me, like a great charge of electricity. I shook and trembled with fright. My arms wouldn’t move, my legs wouldn’t move and I tried to call for help, to call for mother. Nothing happened. 45 7 Then all effort ceased. I relaxed. Even my legs felt limp; and a blackness swept over my brain. It wiped out fear; it wiped out terror. There was no more panic. It was quiet and peaceful. Nothing to be afraid of. This is nice… to be drowsy….to to sleep… no need to jump … too tired to jump… it’s nice to be carried gently… to float along in space… tender arms around me… tender arms like Mother’s … now I must go to sleep… I crossed to oblivion, and the curtain of life fell. The next I remember I was lying on my stomach beside the pool, vomiting, The chap that threw me in was saying, “Be all right now. Let’s carry him to the locker room.” Several hours later, I walked home. I was weak and trembling. I shook and cried when I lay on my bed. I couldn’t eat that night. For days a haunting fear was in my heart. I never went back to the pool. 50 55 (Adapted from Deep Water by William Douglas from of Men and Mountains) Glossary: 1. bruiser: a person who is tough and aggressive and enjoys a fight or argument.

Section C Text 3 The text below is about the trade -offs of living in the cities. Read it carefully and then answer Questions 14-20 in the Question Booklet. 1 Only within the past 6,000 years, a small fraction of human history, did some of our ancestors come together in cities. But today more than half the world’s people live in these new settings, some of which have tens of millions of inhabitants. Urban life involves trade - offs: the trade -off between individual freedom and community interests, and the trade-off between social ties and anonymity. 5 2 To understand the issue of freedom, take first the city of Singapore, in effect one of the world’s most densely populated micro-countries. It’s an Asian financial centre, a major port on one of the world’s busiest shipping straits, and a tiny piece of prime real estate wedged between two giant, powerful neighbours, Indonesia and Malaysia. But Sinapore depends on Malaysia for most of its water and much of its food, and can’t afford to make mistakes or provoke its neighbours. So Singapore’s government monitors its citizens closely, to make sure that individuals don’t harm the community. Inspectors check for water s tanding in each household’s pots, lest they furish breeding sites for disease -transmitting mosquitoes. Smart -technology sensors measure the traffic on every street, the movements of every car, jand the temperatures of and shadows cast by buildings But for Singapore’s citizens, it’s the bargain that they have made with their government: less individual freedom in return for First World living standards, health, and security. 10 15 3 Similarly consider Germany’s cities, also densely populated. Local governments have rules about the shapes and colours of tiles that Germans may use on their houses ‘roofs, and about the sizes and ages of trees that they can or can’t cut down on their prop erty. To obtain a fishing license, Germans must attend many hours of fishing classes, then pass a 60 -question exam. Most Americans would bristle at such restrictions. But benefits to German communities include beautiful regional architecture, green cities, government support for the arts, and healthy fish populations. 20 25 4 At the opposite extreme comes my own city of Los Angeles, where rights of t