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B6DB1E1
Listen to the short excerpts presented by your teacher. Predict what might happen next
in the story.
Excerpt A
It was almost midnight. It was pitch black and even the moon was playing hide
and seek; appearing and disappearing among the dark clouds. The road ahead was
dark and the huge trees that lined the sides of the road looked frightening.
I regretted making the decision to leave the city at this hour to reach home which
was a six-hour drive away but I couldn’t wait to see my parents. It had been a while
since I last saw them.
Suddenly, I heard a loud bang and the car lurched to the side. I hit the brakes
and slowly pulled over to the kerb. I alighted from the car and went to investigate. I
realised that the front, left tyre had exploded.
Being in the middle of nowhere, I knew that no help would be forthcoming at this
hour. I knew that I could contact the highway patrol so I reached for my handphone.
However, I was surprised as there was no network coverage. The only choice left was
to do the change myself.
Then, I heard a blood-curdling howl from deep in the woods opposite where I
stood. I ignored it. Then, the howling came again, much closer this time. I also heard
something running towards me.
… sweat running down my face. I felt cold and a sudden fear gripped me. Then, quickly
I ran, jumped into the driver’s seat, slammed the door shut and locked the car.
Excerpt B
The decision was now or never! I could not delay it anymore. I had to decide
now for my entire life depended upon it. Should I or should I not enlist in the air force?
You see, life to me was not a bed of roses. I was orphaned at 13 and lived in
numerous foster homes. I passed high school with flying colours but I did not have the
money to further myself in college.
Joining the air force was a good way to escape the difficulties of life- there was
food but life was strictly discipline. Two years had passed and now I was a qualified pilot
and had developed a reputation of being one of the best bomber pilots in the air force.
One morning, I was called up by my commander. He said, “Son, you have the
honour of being the first pilot to fly over Hiroshima and dropping the atom bomb. It is a
choice you can refuse. Think about it …”
Suggested Answer
I sat down and thought about it the entire day. It would be an honour to do this
duty for my country but I would be responsible for the death of thousands of innocent
men, women and children. I prayed for guidance but then, I still did not get the answer.
As the daylight broke over the air base, I stood up, my mind all made up. I went up to
the commander and said, “My duty is to my country. I will do as instructed.”