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English I PreAP FALL SEMESTER FINAL REVIEW
Scantron Section (75 points), Writing Section (25 points)
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I.
Anthem
Poetic Devices and Style – Study your SIFT worksheet and grammar packet over Anthem. Give
an example of each of the following:
assonance
alliteration
simile
rhyme
consonance
personification
metaphor
repetition
Rhetorical Device Vocabulary: Match the rhetorical device to the correct definition and
examples. Give the definition and an example of the following:
Rhetorical Device
Definition
Example
Anaphora
Antithesis
Appeal to authority
Damning with false praise
Paradox
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Oxymoron
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III.
Imagery Vocabulary: Give an example of each of the following.
alliteration
assonance
metaphor
synesthesia
onomatopoeia
consonance
hyperbole
metonymy
simile
understatement
pun
symbol
analogy
oxymoron
personification
Vocabulary
You should know the definitions, antonyms, synonyms, and be able to use the following vocabulary
words in sentences:
Vocabulary
Word
Definition
Synonym
Antonym
Sentence
adroit
affiliate
alienate
attainment
augment
benefactor
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bequeath
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Vocabulary
Word
Definition
Synonym
Antonym
Sentence
bereft
brandish
brash
clemency
corrosive
decrepit
discern
esteem
exhilarate
extol
exult
facile
gape
insidious
invulnerable
liquidate
meticulous
obsolete
poignant
rampant
rancor
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solace
Her parents had moved her to Cincinnati, to a large house with beveled glass windows and
several porches and the history her mother liked to emphasize. You’ll love the house, they said. You’ll
be lonely at first, they admitted, but you’re so nice you’ll make friends fast. She felt like lying on the
floor, like holding on to their ankles and telling them she felt she was dying. She wanted to persuade
them to allow her to finish growing up in the town of her childhood. They closed their mouths tight
and spoke from their chests and they said it’s decided.
They moved her to Cincinnati, where for a month she spent the majority of every day in a
room full of beveled glass windows, looking through photographs of the life she’d lived and left
behind. It is difficult work, suffering, and finally she didn’t have the energy for it anymore, so she
emerged from the beautiful house and fell in love with a bag boy at the supermarket. Of course, this
didn’t happen all at once, just like that, but it happened exactly in that order.
She liked to grocery shop, because while doing it she could think and relax and wander. Her
parents wrote up the list and handed it to her. Off she went without complaint to do what they believed
was a great sacrifice of her time and a sign that she was actually a very nice girl. She had never told
them how much she loved grocery shopping, only that she “would” do it. She had a feeling that
sharing such strong important facts about herself with her parents was not a good idea. Let them
believe they knew her.
Once inside the supermarket, her hands tight around the handle of the cart, she would slip into
a kind of reverie and head toward the vegetables. Like a Tibetan monk in meditation, she calmed
herself to a point of deep, deep happiness; this feeling came to her only in the supermarket.
Then one day the bag boy dropped her jar of mayonnaise and that is how she fell in love.
He was nervous—first day on the job—and along came this fascinating girl, standing in the
checkout line. Her face was turned enough away that he could take several full looks at her as he
packed the bags full of food and other products. She interested him because her hair was red and thick
and in it she had placed a huge orange bow, nearly the size of a small hat. That was enough to distract
him, and when finally it was her groceries he was packing, she looked at him and smiled and he could
respond only by busting her jar of mayonnaise on the floor, shards of glass and oozing cream all
around his feet.
Exactly at that moment she loved him, and if he’d known this he may not have fallen into the
depression he fell into, which lasted the rest of his shift. He believed he must have looked the jackass
in her eyes, and he envied the confidence of everyone around him. He wanted a second chance.
Another chance to be confident and say witty things to her as he threw cans into her bags, persuading
her to allow him to help her to her car so he might learn a little about her by check out the floor of the
car for the signs of hobbies or interests.
But he busted her jar of mayonnaise and nothing else worked out for the rest of the day.
Strange, how attractive clumsiness can be. She left the supermarket with stars in her eyes, for
she loved the way his long nervous fingers moved from the conveyer belt to the bags, how skillfully
(until the mayonnaise) they had picked up her items and placed them into her bags. She had loved the
way the hair kept falling into his eyes as he leaned over to grab a box or a can. And the tattered brown
shoes he wore with no socks. And the left side of his collar turned in instead of out.
The bag boy seemed a wonderful contrast to the perfectly beautiful house she had been forced
to accept as her home, to the history of that new house that she hated, to the loneliness she had become
used to, and she couldn’t wait to come back for more of his awkwardness and dishevelment.
Incredibly, it was another four weeks before they saw each other again. Her visits to the
supermarket never coincided with his schedule to bag. Each time she went to the store, her eyes
scanned the checkouts at once, her heart in her mouth. And each hour he worked, the bag boy kept one
eye on the door, watching for the red-haired girl with the big orange bow.
Yet for all the disappointment of these weeks, there was ecstasy. The hope you may see again
some face which has meant something to you is reason enough to be alive. The anticipation of meeting
the bag boy eased the girl’s painful transition into her new and jarring life in Cincinnati. It provided
for her something stable among all that was new and unfamiliar, and she spent less time on thoughts of
what she had left behind as she concentrated on what might lie ahead. And for the boy, the long and
often tedious hours at the supermarket... these hours became possibilities of mystery and romance for
him as he watched the electric doors for the girl in the orange bow.
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READINGS
“Check outs” By Cynthia Rylant
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And when they finally did meet up again, neither gave a sign to the other that he, or she, had
been the object of obsessive thought for weeks. She spotted him as soon as she came into the store, but
she kept her eyes directly in front of her as she pulled out a cart and pushed it toward the vegetables.
And he, too, knew the instant she came through the door—though the orange bow was gone, replaced
by a small but bright yellow flower instead—and he never once turned his head to look directly at her
but watched her from the corner of his vision as he tried to swallow back the fear in his throat.
It is odd how we sometimes deny ourselves the very pleasure we have been waiting for and
which is finally within our reach. For some inexplicable reason, the girl did not bring her cart up to the
bag boy’s check out when her shopping was done. And the bag boy let her leave the store pretending
not to notice her.
This is often the way of children, when they truly want a thing, to pretend that they don’t. And
then they grow angry when no one tries harder to give them this thing they rejected, and they soon find
themselves angry simply because they cannot say “yes” when they mean “yes.” Humans are very
complicated. (And perhaps cats, who have been known to react in the same way, though the resulting
anger can only be guessed at.)
The girl hated herself for not checking out at the boy’s line and the boy hated himself for not
catching her eye and saying hello, and they most certainly hated each other without having ever
exchanged even two minutes of conversation.
Eventually—in fact, within the week—an intelligent boy who lived very near her beautiful
house asked the girl to a movie and she gave up liking the bag boy at the supermarket. And the bag
boy himself grew so bored with his job that he searched for a better one and ended up working in a
bookstore where many fascinating girls walked around like honeybees about a hive.
Some months later the bag boy and the girl with the orange bow crossed paths again, standing
in line with their dates at a movie theater, and, glancing toward the other, each smiled a bit, then
looked away, as strangers on public buses often do, when one is moving off the bus and the other is
moving on.
Application Questions
1. What is the setting of the story?
2. How does the setting influence the mood of the story?
3. Describe the conflict. Is it an example of man vs man, man vs society, or man vs nature?
4. How does the conflict help develop the author’s message?
5. Can you predict the theme based on the conflict? Directly state the THEME of the story.
6. What event sets the rising action in motion?
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7. How is suspense built after the boy drops the mayonnaise jar?
8. Why does suspense make a good story?
9. Are the events in the story in chronological order or are they a flashback? Explain why you
think that the author used a certain format.
10. What is the most suspenseful point of the story? The climax is usually when everything
changes for the protagonist. The climax can occur at the end of the story.
11. Explain the main plot of the story versus any sub-plots.
12. What evidence of figurative language is there in the story such as personification, metaphor or
simile?
13. From what point of view is the story told?
14. How does this point of view enhance the story?
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15. What is the author’s attitude or tone toward the subject of the story?
“Learning a Lesson from a Boy Named Tison”
By Tom Hewitt
I left Thanksgiving morning to travel to Indonesia, where I would begin filming a documentary about a 10year-old burn victim named Tison who was coming to Alaska for reconstructive surgery on his body. The whole
opportunity had come together at the last minute, but there are some journalistic opportunities that are too difficult to
turn down.
It was a long haul traveling to the clinic in Indonesia where Tison lived. There were planes from Fairbanks to
Seattle to Los Angeles to Hong Kong to Singapore to Manado to Ternate, then a speed boat from Ternate to the island
of Halmahera, and a cab for the final three-hour drive to the clinic. I like traveling, but after four days en route, I was
ready to stay in one place for a while.
The travel wasn’t the only thing bothering me. I was missing over a week of college right before finals, and I
had several papers and projects to complete before my return in addition to filming this boy named Tison. My stress
level was high.
What finally brought my mind back to my work was a trip to a soccer game at a nearby village, where the
clinic’s soccer team had a match against the locals. The twelve players, Tison, and I piled into a minivan and rumbled
off.
The villagers were poor. They lived in aluminum-and-wood shacks with tiny yards. The soccer field was
mostly dirt, and a noticeable rise in the dirt near one goal provided an obstacle for the players. The bridge to the field
couldn’t support a car, so the villagers had to ferry us across the river on rafts!
Despite all this, everyone at the game was happy. The whole village turned out, and the visiting clinic team
was treated like royalty, with cold water before the match and hot tea afterwards. When the home team won, 3-1, the
players’ mothers and sisters stormed the field cheering.
Life isn’t fair. Sometimes there’s no good reason why some people get to travel halfway around the world to
see incredible things while others sleep on dirt floors and don’t know where their next meal will come from. The
Indonesians know that, but it doesn’t stop them from finding fulfillment.
Nor did having burns over 40 percent of his body diminish Tison’s spirit in any way. On his worst day, he was
several times cheerier than I am in the best of times. No matter how long I pointed the camera his direction, I never
got tired of telling his story.
The most important thing Tison taught me was that while things don’t always turn out the way we want to, all
we can do is our best. And if I can do half as well as Tison, I’ll count myself a success. This young boy was in so
much pain and anguish every day, yet he smiled and seemed happy with his life. He will never look normal again, he
may never have a wife or child, yet he smiled and seemed happy with his life.
1. What complaints does the author make in his article?
2. Infer the age of the author. What are your clues?
3. What is the author’s main message to the reader? Also, find one quote that illustrates the main theme of the story.
4. According to the author, what would you say he believes about “happiness”? Where does happiness come from?
5. Why could Tison be considered a hero?
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7. How is the article organized?
A. The first part is about the author’s life, and the second part is about Tison and his surroundings and culture.
B. The first part is about life in Indonesia, and the second part is about the author’s life.
C. The first part is about traveling, and the second part is about soccer.
D. The article compares and contrasts the lives of soccer players in America versus Indonesia.
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6. Find one quote that illustrates that “life isn’t always fair.”
VI.
Poetry
You are responsible for knowing the definitions and examples for the following terms:
imagery, simile, tone, irony, speaker, allusion, oxymoron, diction, symbolism, metaphor, allusion,
alliteration, couplet, hyperbole, point of view, assonance, apostrophe, onomatopoeia, couplet, end
rhyme, internal rhyme, diction, etc.
“Fat Is Not a Fairy Tale”
by Jane Yolen
I am thinking of a fairy tale,
Cinder Elephant,
Sleeping Tubby,
Snow Weight,
where the princess is not
anorexic, wasp-waisted,
flinging herself down the stairs.
I am thinking of a fairy tale,
Hansel and Great,
Repoundsel,
Bounty and the Beast,
where the beauty
has a pillowed breast,
and fingers plump as sausage.
I am thinking of a fairy tale
that is not yet written,
for a teller not yet born,
for a listener not yet conceived,
for a world not yet won,
where everything round is good:
the sun, wheels, cookies, and the princess.
Analysis of “Fat is Not a Fairy Tale”
1. Which word choices affect the mood of the poem?
2. What is the mood of the poem?
3. What do you feel is the significance of the title?
Allusion
Definition:
Alliteration
Definition:
Repetition
Definition:
Example from poem:
Example from poem:
Example from poem:
Effect on the Poem:
Effect on the Poem:
Effect on the Poem:
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4. What is the poet’s attitude about the subject of the poem?
6. What is Yolen’s main message? Give text evidence that reveals it within the poem.
7. List two examples of purposeful diction (word choice) that lead to the poet’s central message.
a.)
b.)
8. a.) List two examples of specific imagery.
1.
2.
b.) What is the effect of the imagery on the reader?
9. Why do you think the poet chose to make his poem about this subject?
“I heard a Fly buzz -- when I died”
by Emily Dickinson
I heard a Fly buzz--when I died-The Stillness in the Room
Was like the Stillness in the Air-Between the Heaves of Storm--
I willed my Keepsakes--Signed away
What portion of me be
Assignable--and then it was
There interposed a Fly--
The Eyes around--had wrung them dry-And Breaths were gathering firm
For that last Onset--when the King
Be witnessed--in the Room--
With Blue--uncertain--stumbling buzz-Between the light--and me-And then the Windows failed--and then
I could not see to see--
Analysis of “I heard a Fly buzz-- when I died” by Emily Dickinson
1. Use a dictionary to look up the denotation (definition) of all unknown words.
2. What is the poet’s attitude about the subject of the poem?
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3. What is Dickinson’s main message? Give text evidence that reveals it within the poem.
4. List two examples of purposeful diction (word choice) that lead to the poet’s central message.
a.)
b.)
5.
Personification
Definition:
Assonance
Definition:
End Rhyme
Definition:
Example from poem:
Example from poem:
Example from poem:
Effect on the Poem:
Effect on the Poem:
Effect on the Poem:
6. a.) List two examples of specific imagery.
1.
2.
b.) What is the effect of the imagery on the reader?
7. Why do you think the poet chose to make his poem about this subject?
8. What or who are the “EYES” and the “BREATHS” in lines 5-6?
9. What sort of expectation is set up by phrases like “last Onset” (7), “the King” (7), and “Be witnessed”
(8)?
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10. Explain “the Windows failed” (15) and “I could not see to see” (16).
VII. Expository Essay Practice
“If your actions inspire others to dream more, learn more, do more and become more,
you are a leader.”
- John Quincy Adams
Some believe that a true leader must be at the forefront of his or her followers to set an
example, whereas others say that it is better to lead sacrificially from behind. Think
carefully about this statement.
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Write an essay explaining what makes a great leader.
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