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Read the following passage and answer the questions that follow
is filled with photos. They cover the walls of my latchen, dining room
I see our family s entire history, starting with my wedding, coaunung
che births of both sons, buying a home, family gatherings and vacations
es were little, they loved to pose. They waved, danced, climbed trees,
e upside down from the jungle gym and did anything for a picture
reached adolescence, picture-taking changed into something they
d. Their bodies were growing at haphazard speeds. Reluctantly they
its or with their grandparents at birthday celebrations and smiled weakly
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But when sated. Thich their state as possible
barely with us Ofe as short
We
and
Our
loved
1 Our house is filled with photos
and den. I see our family
through the births of both sons, busi
When my sons were lircle, the la
barred balls hung upside down from t
But when they reached adolescem
barely tolerated. Their bodies w
stood with us or with their
at the camera for as short a time as possible
2 I am the chronicler of our photographs
bronicler of our photographs. I select those to be framed and arrange the
albums. The process is addictive, and as the shelves that hold our albums
others in albums. The process
Eller and fuller, I wonder what will become of them. Will anyone look at
become fuller and faller, I
these photographs
photographs in future years? If my sons look at them, what will they think
d of themselves? One bright afternoon, I took some photographs of my
of us and of themselves ? On
Cher such my husband as they fished on 2 lake near our vacation house. As my
od I sat on the shore and watched them row away, I picked the camera up
and
od photographed the beautfal lake surrounded by green tices. The women
radually grew smaller until all I could see were my father's red shirt, and the
tan and blue caps on their heads.
& father died a week later, and suddenly those photos became priceless to me. I
pt when I pasted them in our album. I wept again afterwards when I saw my
vou
cer son looking at them. It was a few days before he went away to college. He
had raken all our albums down from the bookshelves in the den and spread them
out on the carpet. It had been a very long time since I had seen him doing this. But
now he was on the verge of leaving home. I stood for a moment in the ball by the
den, and then tiptoed away. I didn't take a photo of my son that afternoon, but 1
will remember how he looked for as long as I live. Some pictures, I leamed, don't
have to be taken with a camera.
2.1 Answer the following questions briefly :
(a) How was the attitude of the writer's sons towards picture-taking?
(b) What was it that the writer felt worried about?
(c) What photos does the writer call priceless and why?
(d) The writer says, "Some pictures don't have to be taken with a camera."
Explain.
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