2009 - WAEC Literature Past Questions and Answers - page 3

UNSEEN PROSE AND POETRY

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''Diversion through Larteh!'' This is the sign in the middle of the road. They have diverted the 24 - Kilometre Mamfe-Aburi-Adenta Road because of the major read works. The Mamfe-Larteh-Adenta diversion makes the journey twice as long. The longer route is the shorter.
\The little jeep flashes past the deserted police checkpoint. The howling wind, like a stretching comb, stretches Kwyeiwa's hair in flapping furrows behind her as she stands clinging to metal support in the back of the open jeep, petrified. The jeep negotiates the hairpin bend below the overhang near Tamara's place at breakneck speed; now it is on the stretch to the Kodiable junction. The little vehicle laps up the distance. Presently the travellers arrive at the last crossroads. Kodiabe lies as the crow flies, Somanya to the left. The jeep turns right towards Accra.

The narrative technique is

UNSEEN PROSE AND POETRY

Read the passage and answer the question

''Diversion through Larteh!'' This is the sign in the middle of the road. They have diverted the 24 - Kilometre Mamfe-Aburi-Adenta Road because of the major read works. The Mamfe-Larteh-Adenta diversion makes the journey twice as long. The longer route is the shorter.
\The little jeep flashes past the deserted police checkpoint. The howling wind, like a stretching comb, stretches Kwyeiwa's hair in flapping furrows behind her as she stands clinging to metal support in the back of the open jeep, petrified. The jeep negotiates the hairpin bend below the overhang near Tamara's place at breakneck speed; now it is on the stretch to the Kodiable junction. The little vehicle laps up the distance. Presently the travellers arrive at the last crossroads. Kodiabe lies as the crow flies, Somanya to the left. The jeep turns right towards Accra.

The passage is

UNSEEN PROSE AND POETRY

Read the passage and answer the question

''Diversion through Larteh!'' This is the sign in the middle of the road. They have diverted the 24 - Kilometre Mamfe-Aburi-Adenta Road because of the major read works. The Mamfe-Larteh-Adenta diversion makes the journey twice as long. The longer route is the shorter.
\The little jeep flashes past the deserted police checkpoint. The howling wind, like a stretching comb, stretches Kwyeiwa's hair in flapping furrows behind her as she stands clinging to metal support in the back of the open jeep, petrified. The jeep negotiates the hairpin bend below the overhang near Tamara's place at breakneck speed; now it is on the stretch to the Kodiable junction. The little vehicle laps up the distance. Presently the travellers arrive at the last crossroads. Kodiabe lies as the crow flies, Somanya to the left. The jeep turns right towards Accra.

The atmosphere in the passage is one of

UNSEEN PROSE AND POETRY

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''Diversion through Larteh!'' This is the sign in the middle of the road. They have diverted the 24 - Kilometre Mamfe-Aburi-Adenta Road because of the major read works. The Mamfe-Larteh-Adenta diversion makes the journey twice as long. The longer route is the shorter.
\The little jeep flashes past the deserted police checkpoint. The howling wind, like a stretching comb, stretches Kwyeiwa's hair in flapping furrows behind her as she stands clinging to metal support in the back of the open jeep, petrified. The jeep negotiates the hairpin bend below the overhang near Tamara's place at breakneck speed; now it is on the stretch to the Kodiable junction. The little vehicle laps up the distance. Presently the travellers arrive at the last crossroads. Kodiabe lies as the crow flies, Somanya to the left. The jeep turns right towards Accra.

''The little vehicle laps up the distance'' conveys the impression of

Read the poem and answer the question

In front of the gate, the guard stands with his rifle,
Above, untidy clouds are carrying away the moon,
The bedbugs are swarming around like army tanks on manoeuvers
While the mosquitoes form squadrons, attacking like fighter planes.
My heart travels a thousand miles towards my native land.
My dream interwines with sadness like a stein of a thousand threads,

Innocent, I have endured a whole year in prison
Using my tears for ink, I turn my thoughts into verses.

The poem is about

Read the poem and answer the question

In front of the gate, the guard stands with his rifle,
Above, untidy clouds are carrying away the moon,
The bedbugs are swarming around like army tanks on manoeuvers
While the mosquitoes form squadrons, attacking like fighter planes.
My heart travels a thousand miles towards my native land.
My dream interwines with sadness like a stein of a thousand threads,

Innocent, I have endured a whole year in prison
Using my tears for ink, I turn my thoughts into verses.

The imagery in the first four lines is predominantly

''....a thousand miles'' is an example of

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In front of the gate, the guard stands with his rifle,
Above, untidy clouds are carrying away the moon,
The bedbugs are swarming around like army tanks on manoeuvers
While the mosquitoes form squadrons, attacking like fighter planes.
My heart travels a thousand miles towards my native land.
My dream interwines with sadness like a stein of a thousand threads,

Innocent, I have endured a whole year in prison
Using my tears for ink, I turn my thoughts into verses.

The poem is written in

Read the poem and answer the question

In front of the gate, the guard stands with his rifle,
Above, untidy clouds are carrying away the moon,
The bedbugs are swarming around like army tanks on manoeuvers
While the mosquitoes form squadrons, attacking like fighter planes.
My heart travels a thousand miles towards my native land.
My dream interwines with sadness like a stein of a thousand threads,

Innocent, I have endured a whole year in prison
Using my tears for ink, I turn my thoughts into verses.

The impression created of the persona is one of

WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE: Hamlet

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Think it no more:
For nature, crescent, does not grow alone
In thews and bulk, as this temple waxes,
The inward service of the mind and soul
Grows wide withal. Perhaps he loves you now.
And now no soil or cantle doth besmirch
The virtue of his will
(Act One, Scene 111, Lines 10 - 16)

The speaker is