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Chapter 1 - The Last Lesson

It is my class 12 th story in English book

I Sand was in great

dread of a scolding, especially because M. Hamel had said

that he would question us on participles, and I did not

know the first word about them. For a moment I thought of

running away and spending the day out of doors. It was so

warm, so bright! The birds were chirping at the edge of the

woods; and in the open field back of the sawmill the

Prussian soldiers were drilling. It was all much more

tempting than the rule for participles, but I had the

strength to resist, and hurried off to school.

When I passed the town hall there was a crowd in

front of the bulletin-board. For the last two years all our

bad news had come from there — the lost battles, the draft,

the orders of the commanding officer — and I thought to

myself, without stopping, "What can be the matter now?" blacksmith, Wachter, who was there, with his apprentice,

reading the bulletin, called after me, "Don't go so fast,

bub; you'll get to your school in plenty of time!"

I thought he was making fun of me, and reached

M. Hamel's little garden all out of breath.

Usually, when school began, there was a great bustle,

which could be heard out in the street, the opening and

closing of desks, lessons repeated in unison, very loud, with

our hands over our ears to understand better, and the

teacher's great ruler rapping on the table. But now it was

all so still! I had counted on the commotion to get to my

desk without being seen; but, of course, that day everything

had to be as quiet as Sunday morning. Through the window

I saw my classmates, already in their places, and M. Hamel

walking up and down with his terrible iron ruler under his

arm. I had to open the door and go in before everybody. You

can imagine how I blushed and how frightened I was.

But nothing happened. M. Hamel saw me and said

very kindly, "Go to your place quickly, little Franz. We were

beginning without you."

I jumped over the bench and sat down at my desk. Not

till then, when I had got a little over my fright, did I see

that our teacher had on his beautiful green coat, his tarted For School for very late that morning

why the old men of the village were sitting there in the

back of the room. It was because they were sorry, too, that

they had not gone to school more. It was their way of

thanking our master for his forty years of faithful service

and of showing their respect for the country that was theirs

no more.

6/Flamingo

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France

1870-71 The Last Lesson/7

Find out the origins of the following words.

tycoon barbecue zero

tulip veranda ski

logo robot trek

bandicoot

2. Notice the underlined words in these sentences and tick the

option that best explains their meaning.

(a) "What a thunderclap these words were to me!"

The words were

(i) loud and clear.

(ii) startling and unexpected.

(iii) pleasant and welcome.

(b) "When a people are enslaved, as long as they hold fast to

their language it is as if they had the key to their prison"

It is as if they have the key to the prison as long as they

(i) do not lose their language.

(ii) are attached to their language.

(iii) quickly learn the conqueror's language.

(c) Don't go so fast, you will get to your school in plenty of time.

You will get to your school

(i) very late.

(ii) too early.

(iii) early enough.

(d) I never saw him look so tall.

M. Hamel (a) had grown physically taller

(b) seemed very confident

(c) stood on the chair

Noticing form

Read this sentence

M. Hamel had said that he would question us on participles.

In the sentence above, the verb form "had said" in the first

part is used to indicate an "earlier past". The whole story is

narrated in the past. M. Hamel's "saying" happened earlier than the events in this story. This form of the verb is called the

past perfect.

Pick out five sentences from the story with this form of the verb

and say why this form has been used.

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