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UNIT PERIKSAAN,

SEKOLAH MENENGAH CEMERLANG STUDI

UJIAN DIANOGSTIK TINGKATAN 3 TAHUN 2015

PERCUBAAN PENTAKSIRAN TINGKATAN 3 2015

BAHASA INGGERIS/13

UJIAN LISAN- UJIAN BERTUTUR

JULAI 2015

2 JAM

Arahan:

1. Buka kertas soalan ini apabila diberitahu.

2. Pilih satu soalan yang anda hendak jawab.

3. Duduk dalam tempat yang disediakan.

4. Tunggu giliran anda sebelum diarah untuk masuk ke bilik pentaksiran.

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Section A: Reading Aloud

(10 marks)
(Time suggested: 5 minutes)

This section has three questions. Choose one question in this section.

Question 1

Read the text aloud.

A Child was standing on a street-corner. He leaned with one shoulder against

a high board-fence and swayed the other to and fro, the while kicking
carelessly at the gravel.

Sunshine beat upon the cobbles, and a lazy summer wind raised yellow dust
which trailed in clouds down the avenue. Clattering trucks moved with
indistinctness through it. The child stood dreamily gazing.

After a time, a little dark-brown dog came trotting with an intent air down the
sidewalk. A short rope was dragging from his neck. Occasionally he trod upon
the end of it and stumbled.

He stopped opposite the child, and the two regarded each other. The dog
hesitated for a moment, but presently he made some little advances with his
tail. The child put out his hand and called him. In an apologetic manner the
dog came close, and the two had an interchange of friendly pattings and
waggles. The dog became more enthusiastic with each moment of the
interview, until with his gleeful caperings he threatened to overturn the child.
Whereupon the child lifted his hand and struck the dog a blow upon the head.

This thing seemed to overpower and astonish the little dark-brown dog, and
wounded him to the heart. He sank down in despair at the child's feet. When
the blow was repeated, together with an admonition in childish sentences, he
turned over upon his back, and held his paws in a peculiar manner. At the
same time with his ears and his eyes he offered a small prayer to the child.

Presently he struggled to his feet and started after the child.He looked so
comical on his back, and holding his paws peculiarly, that the child was
greatly amused and gave him little taps repeatedly, to keep him so. But the
little dark-brown dog took this chastisement in the most serious way, and no
doubt considered that he had committed some grave crime, for he wriggled
contritely and showed his repentance in every way that was in his power. He
pleaded with the child and petitioned him, and offered more prayers.

At last the child grew weary of this amusement and turned toward home. The

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dog was praying at the time. He lay on his back and turned his eyes upon the
retreating form.

Presently he struggled to his feet and started after the child. The latter
wandered in a perfunctory way toward his home, stopping at times to
investigate various matters. During one of these pauses he discovered the
little dark-brown dog who was following him with the air of a footpad.

The child beat his pursuer with a small stick he had found. The dog lay down
and prayed until the child had finished, and resumed his journey. Then he
scrambled erect and took up the pursuit again.

On the way to his home the child turned many times and beat the dog,
proclaiming with childish gestures that he held him in contempt as an
unimportant dog, with no value save for a moment. For being this quality of
animal the dog apologized and eloquently expressed regret, but he continued
stealthily to follow the child. His manner grew so very guilty that he slunk like
an assassin.

When the child reached his door-step, the dog was industriously ambling a
few yards in the rear. He became so agitated with shame when he again
confronted the child that he forgot the dragging rope. He tripped upon it and
fell forward.

The child attempts to drag the dark brown dogThe child sat down on the step
and the two had another interview. During it the dog greatly exerted himself
to please the child. He performed a few gambols with such abandon that the
child suddenly saw him to be a valuable thing. He made a swift, avaricious
charge and seized the rope.

He dragged his captive into a hall and up many long stairways in a dark
tenement. The dog made willing efforts, but he could not hobble very
skillfully up the stairs because he was very small and soft, and at last the
pace of the engrossed child grew so energetic that the dog became panic-
stricken. In his mind he was being dragged toward a grim unknown. His eyes
grew wild with the terror of it. He began to wiggle his head frantically and to
brace his legs.
A Dark Brown Dog by Stephan Crane

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Question 2

Read the text aloud.

The small locomotive engine, Number 4, came clanking, stumbling down from
Selston--with seven full waggons. It appeared round the corner with loud
threats of speed, but the colt that it startled from among the gorse, which still
flickered indistinctly in the raw afternoon, outdistanced it at a canter. A
woman, walking up the railway line to Underwood, drew back into the hedge,
held her basket aside, and watched the footplate of the engine advancing.
The trucks thumped heavily past, one by one, with slow inevitable
movement, as she stood insignificantly trapped between the jolting black
waggons and the hedge; then they curved away towards the coppice where
the withered oak leaves dropped noiselessly, while the birds, pulling at the
scarlet hips beside the track, made off into the dusk that had already crept
into the spinney. In the open, the smoke from the engine sank and cleaved to
the rough grass. The fields were dreary and forsaken, and in the marshy strip
that led to the whimsey, a reedy pit-pond, the fowls had already abandoned
their run among the alders, to roost in the tarred fowl-house. The pit-bank
loomed up beyond the pond, flames like red sores licking its ashy sides, in the
afternoon's stagnant light. Just beyond rose the tapering chimneys and the
clumsy black head-stocks of Brinsley Colliery. The two wheels were spinning
fast up against the sky, and the winding-engine rapped out its little spasms.
The miners were being turned up.

The engine whistled as it came into the wide bay of railway lines beside the
colliery, where rows of trucks stood in harbour.

Miners, single, trailing and in groups, passed like shadows diverging home. At
the edge of the ribbed level of sidings squat a low cottage, three steps down
from the cinder track. A large bony vine clutched at the house, as if to claw

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down the tiled roof. Round the bricked yard grew a few wintry primroses.
Beyond, the long garden sloped down to a bush-covered brook course. There
were some twiggy apple trees, winter-crack trees, and ragged cabbages.
Beside the path hung dishevelled pink chrysanthemums, like pink cloths hung
on bushes. A woman came stooping out of the felt-covered fowl-house, half-
way down the garden. She closed and padlocked the door, then drew herself
erect, having brushed some bits from her white apron.

She was a till woman of imperious mien, handsome, with definite black
eyebrows. Her smooth black hair was parted exactly. For a few moments she
stood steadily watching the miners as they passed along the railway: then
she turned towards the brook course. Her face was calm and set, her mouth
was closed with disillusionment.
Odour of Chrysanthemum by D. H. Lawrence

Question 3

Read the text aloud.

It was late in the afternoon, and the light was waning. There was a difference
in the look of the tree shadows out in the yard. Somewhere in the distance
cows were lowing and a little bell was tinkling; now and then a farm-wagon
tilted by, and the dust flew; some blue-shirted laborers with shovels over
their shoulders plodded past; little swarms of flies were dancing up and down
before the peoples' faces in the soft air. There seemed to be a gentle stir
arising over everything for the mere sake of subsidence -- a very premonition
of rest and hush and night.

This soft diurnal commotion was over Louisa Ellis also. She had been
peacefully sewing at her sitting-room window all the afternoon. Now she
quilted her needle carefully into her work, which she folded precisely, and laid
in a basket with her thimble and thread and scissors. Louisa Ellis could not
remember that ever in her life she had mislaid one of these little feminine
appurtenances, which had become, from long use and constant association, a
very part of her personality.

Louisa tied a green apron round her waist, and got out a flat straw hat with a

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green ribbon. Then she went into the garden with a little blue crockery bowl,
to pick some currants for her tea. After the currants were picked she sat on
the back door-step and stemmed them, collecting the stems carefully in her
apron, and afterwards throwing them into the hen-coop. She looked sharply
at the grass beside the step to see if any had fallen there.

Louisa was slow and still in her movements; it took her a long time to prepare
her tea; but when ready it was set forth with as much grace as if she had
been a veritable guest to her own self. The little square table stood exactly in
the centre of the kitchen, and was covered with a starched linen cloth whose
border pattern of flowers glistened. Louisa had a damask napkin on her tea-
tray, where were arranged a cut-glass tumbler full of teaspoons, a silver
cream-pitcher, a china sugar-bowl, and one pink china cup and saucer. Louisa
used china every day -- something which none of her neighbors did. They
whispered about it among themselves. Their daily tables were laid with
common crockery, their sets of best china stayed in the parlor closet, and
Louisa Ellis was no richer nor better bred than they. Still she would use the
china. She had for her supper a glass dish full of sugared currants, a plate of
little cakes, and one of light white biscuits. Also a leaf or two of lettuce, which
she cut up daintily. Louisa was very fond of lettuce, which she raised to
perfection in her little garden. She ate quite heartily, though in a delicate,
pecking way; it seemed almost surprising that any considerable bulk of the
food should vanish.

A New England Nun by Mary E Wilkins Freeman

Section B: Spoken Interaction

(20 marks)
(Time suggested: 5 minutes)

That is the end of reading aloud test. Now, we shall move on to the next
section. You have to choose one of the following questions. Then, you have
one minute to think about your chosen topic.

Question 1: Healthy Lifestyle

Question 2: The Important of Learning English

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Question 3: The Importance of taking part in co-curricular activities

Question 4: The Advantages of learning to cook

Question 5: Travelling

Question 6: Friends

Question 7: Birthday Parties

Question 8: A Movie you enjoyed watching

Question 9: a Fund-Raising Event at school

Question 10: Hobbies

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