When I was a child, I was particularly attached to a room in the first house we used to live in. There was a dining room, adjoining the drawing room, that I often slipped into when I wanted to be alone or when I had had a fight with my siblings. It contained a small bookcase; I soon possessed myself of a volume, taking care that it should be one stored with pictures. I often mounted into the seat next to the window, gathering up my feet, I sat cross-legged, and having drawn the red moreen curtain nearly close, I would shrine myself in a quiet retirement.
The folds of the scarlet curtains shut in my view to the right hand; to the left were the clear panes of glass that gave me a fascinating view of the shrubbery of the lawn. At intervals, while turning over the leaves of my book, I studied the changes in the shades of the day and the afternoon. Usually, it offered a pale interplay of sunlight and cloud over a scene of deep green lawn. At other times, I would delight in observing the summer birds, crows and sparrows that used to compete for the summer insects.
Of the books that I conspired into my little imagination, I formed a realm of my own. There was usually a shadowy understanding in my mind, obtained from the pictures and words bundled together, like half-comprehended notions that float dimly, yet are strangely impressive. The pictures and words in those pages connected themselves with the feelings that I got from sitting in that window, and it gave sense to so much I felt about myself and growing up.
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