Imaginative, Creative Writing
* First time drinking ( peer pressure)
* Party with her friend ( Adriana)
* Recount on what happened on the night.
Sometimes people choose to try things for the first time because they want to or they like trying new things or they are forced to. It was the day I was always waiting for, my first ever 9th grade party. I was so thrilled that the person even invited me, only the ‘cool’ people were invited to huge parties and well let’s just say I was an ordinary girl. My friend Adriana and got ready at my place with excitement and off we went to experience our one life opportunity with the popular groups. I walked in the big huge giant building I started to have goose bumps all over my body, my heart started to race as fast as a rocket, I was so nervous. It was all dark and the music was so loud my ears felt as if I was on a plane and about to take off. Everyone was dancing, drinking and doing all sorts of things I only thought happened in movies. I looked on my right and there was Adriana with some guy sitting on his lap and drinking, she moved quit fast. I went over to check if she was okay. She said she was but she sure didn’t look okay. I was already starting to regret coming to this party. I didn’t fit with these people, I was with all the ‘popular’ people but I still felt like an outcast. Sitting in the corner alone, then a loud voice crawled into my ear “Hey, what are you doing sitting down alone? Come with me!” I had never seen this girl in my life, or maybe I have but she was just covered by the heavy make-up. The strange girl handed me a drink, and told me to drink it, it’s nothing. Mum warned me about this, not taking drinks from random people. I hesitated and told the girl I don’t want the drink. But she kept implying that I should just take a little bit and I was in the middle of all her friends and I didn’t want to be humiliated. I took my first sip of alcohol and then I saw...
I’m standing out the front of the world’s scariest horror house, in Universal Studios, Hollywood. Where I am about to enter through the entrance when my friend suggests that it’s not a very good idea, but I shrug and say what could possibly happen besides being scared half to death.
It’s dark, the walls feel close, there’s an awful smell to the place, as if someone has died inside. I feel nervous because I don’t know what’s coming in the distance, and I have what feels like a hundred butterflies flying around in my stomach. I can feel the hairs on my arms and on the back of my neck beginning to rise. I am getting cold chills down my spine. My heart rate is increasing, I feel as though my heart is beginning to rise out of my chest.
We walk through, a chucky doll appears out from the frame cut out of the wall, my heart skips a beat and I don’t think much of it, it scares me a little and I let out a scream, I think to myself this isn’t so bad after all, I think I spoke to soon. After that various horror film characters start jumping out and appearing around corners as I walked through and I am beginning to freak out.
Suddenly, I am cornered by what seems to be a very frightening clown, he has a large crack in his skull it seems to be as wide as the grand canyon, his face is all distorted and has open flesh wounds all over, his eyes are as black as the ace of spades, with black rings circling them, his outfit has been ripped and has blood...
...Bang! The deafening explosion was just a few metres behind them. Both Lightning and Mater could not believe how the race of the century could turn into a battle scene in just one press of a button. Lightning looked behind him using the brand new side mirror that he had just been given by his pit crew. The thugs were closing in on them fast. The thugs were both armed with machine guns and grenades, whereas all Lightning and Mater had were speed and a rope. But speed was the least important thing that would come in handy during this encounter.
All this was happening because of one egotistical loser on the other side of the world who thought that the only car that should win the race should be him. As soon as he had found out that his biggest rival and winner of all previous races was competing against him, he had decided without a doubt that the enemy had to be killed or in this case blown to bits. This loser was McQueen’s old friend The King. But Mater, often called the idiot, had other ideas. What the two thugs behind him didn’t know was that Mater was a so-called international spy who had saved the lives of hundreds of other racers just a few months ago. One minute he had been the chief of Lightning McQueen’s pit crew, and the next an American spy. All this had happened due to a strange reason; a real spy being beaten up by a different gang of thugs and forced to implant a microchip containing a criminal organizations plan to blow up every racer who took part in the...
GRADE 10 ENGLISH FIRST ADDITIONAL LANGUAGE
2 ½ HOURS, 100 MARKS
INSTRUCTIONS AND INFORMATION
1. This question paper consists of THREE sections:
SECTION A: CreativeWriting (50 marks)
SECTION B: Longer Transactional Texts (30 marks)
SECTION C: Shorter Transactional Texts (20 marks)
SECTION D: Reference/Informational/Visual and Multi-media Texts
2. Candidates are required to answer ONE question from EACH section.
3. THEWRITING PROCESS
3.1 There must be clear evidence that you have planned, proofread
and edited your work.
3.2 Use ONE or more of the following ways of planning:
Writing down the main points
Clustering of ideas
A planning method of your choice.
4. GENERAL INSTRUCTIONS
4.1 Write neatly and legibly.
4.2 Pay special attention to spelling and sentence construction.
SECTION A: CREATIVEWRITING
INSTRUCTIONS AND INFORMATION
1. Write an essay on ONE of the following topics.
2. Your essay should be 200 - 250 words (approximately 1 to 1½ pages).
3. Spend approximately 80 minutes on this section.
4. You are required to show: planning, writing, proofreading and editing.
5. Provide your essay with an appropriate title.
6. Remember to number your essay correctly
1. “Learn to say NO. it will be of more use to you than to be able to read...
2. Choose a play which explores one of the following: the nature of heroism, the impact of
self-delusion, the burden of responsibility.
Discuss how the dramatist explores this central concern through her or his presentation
of one or more than one character.
3. Choose a play in which the action involves an element of disguise or subterfuge or
Discuss how the dramatist’s use of this feature adds to your overall appreciation of the
7. Choose a novel or short story in which there is an act of kindness or of compassion.
Explain briefly the nature of the act and discuss its importance to your understanding
of the text as a whole
13. Choose a poem which explores the pain of love or the pleasure of love or the power of
Show how the poet’s exploration deepens your understanding of the pain or the
pleasure or the power of love.
15. Choose a poem in which there is a powerful evocation of place.
Show how the poet powerfully evokes a specific place to explore an important theme.
1. Choose a play in which a character shows signs of instability at one or more than one key
point in the play.
Explain the reason(s) for the character’s instability and discuss how this feature adds to
your understanding of the central concern(s) of the play.
2. Choose a play in which an important part is played by one of the following: crime,
Show how the dramatist explores the issue and discuss its importance to your...
...Descriptive Writing Task
The aim of this lesson is to write a piece of original writing about a deserted house.
You and your friend have just finished school and on the way home and you need shelter from the sudden change in weather. You see a deserted house and decide to enter it. Describe in detail the appearance of the house and the path that leads up to the front door. How do you feel as you approach? What type of door do you enter?
Imagine that you have gone through the doorway and that you are standing there listening to the sound of the ocean that is nearby. You look around and you notice all sorts of things, what’s on the floor, the walls and upon the ceiling. Think how you will describe what you see to inform the reader. You can hear a variety of noises, some are close some are further away and some are quiet distant. How do you feel? Are you scared or excited or even aware there is something not quite right? Perhaps the wind is blowing through the doorway and through the broken windows other sounds are made because of the wind? What are the scents/smells? Can a reader be made aware of what you see, hear, feel and smell what words best describe them? Explain what you see/feel in detail.
Remember to describe in the 3rd person.
You may want to describe the journey to the house as well as the house itself.
You may want to talk about the setting of the house, e.g. town, country, wooded area, street....
...People think I'm crazy because I see lights. I've seen them all my life. Strange, multicoloured patches of light swirling through the air. The patches are different sizes, some as small as a coin, others as big as a cereal box. All sorts of shapes - octagons, triangles, decagons. Some have thirty or forty sides. I don't know the name for a forty-sided shape. Quadradecagon?
No circles. All of the patches have at least two straight edges. There are a few with curves or semi-circular bulges, but not many.
Every colour imaginable. Some shine brightly, others glow dully. Occasionally a few of the lights pulse, but normally they just hang there, glowing.
When I was younger I didn't know the lights were strange. I thought everybody saw them. I described them to Mum and Dad, but they thought I was playing a game, seeking attention. It was only when I started school and spoke about the lights in class that it became an issue. My teacher, Miss Tyacke, saw that I wasn't making up stories, that I really believed in the lights.
Miss Tyacke called Mum in. Suggested they take me to somebody better qualified to understand what the lights signified. But Mum's never had much time for psychiatrists. She thinks the brain can take care of itself. She asked me to stop mentioning the lights at school, but otherwise she wasn't concerned.
So I stopped talking about the lights, but the damage had already been done. Word spread among the children - Kernel Fleck is weird. He's not...
I opened my dry aching eyes and immediately felt the pounding in my head. With regret on my breath I stumble into my petite bathroom. I go about my normal morning routine, but in a more sluggish way, and put aside the fact that it is three in the afternoon. All I wished to do was crawl back in bed, but I was being forced to attend this youth group at the church down the street. Hating every bit of my life at the moment, I throw on the dress that I secretly shoved in my bag last Thursday at Tj Max. Though the dress was only worth $29.99 and was on the clearance rack for 40%, I still felt some kind of rush getting away with such a thing. Most 15 year old girls didn’t usually wake up with a dreadful hangover and wear clothing neither their parents nor themselves paid for. Then again most 15 year olds don’t date 19 year old guys with scraggily beards. I did though; that was normal for me. This new group of so called “friends” I had. A group far too old for me and introducing me to nearly everything: alcohol, cigarettes, marijuana… the list continues. Though my parents knew of this new group of friends I had in my social circle, I had seemingly convinced them both I was too old for them to talk to parents. Convincing mom and dad there was absolutely nothing to do at my own house that would interest anyone, not even myself. So more and more I began not to show my face, whether it was because I was highly intoxicated, or because I was convinced I was old enough to...
“CreativeWriting versus Technical Writing”
It is often difficult to distinguish the differences and similarities between Technical Writing and CreativeWriting. Writing is writing and good writing is creativewriting. If we accept, however, that Technical Writing exists in its own category, with CreativeWriting in another, how can we categorize creative Technical writing? One way to explore the differences and similarities between Technical Writing and CreativeWriting is to analyze them with regard to subject, purpose, audience and voice. Even a rudimentary analysis of these two writing styles in terms of subject, purpose, audience and voice will expose the fact that CreativeWriting encompasses a broader scope of writing than Technical Writing, with fewer limitations.
The subject and purpose in Technical Writing and CreativeWriting differ in that Technical Writing is always nonfiction, with the purpose of educating or instructing, while CreativeWriting can be fiction, nonfiction, or a combination...