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Write two contrasting pieces of narrative or description entitled Night in the country and Night in the city. Your writing should reflect in style as well as in content.

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Write two contrasting pieces of narrative or description entitled 'Night in the country' and 'Night in the city'. Your writing should reflect in style as well as in content between urban and rural life. Night in the Country Farmer Jack Straw had spent the last 10 years of his life being nurtured and readied for this moment by his Father; the veteran farmer Roger Straw . Jack had watched his Father and late Grandfather skilfully doing it whenever it happened. It was a bitterly cold evening and his breath was curling up in front of him. The night chill was the last thing on his mind. The thing that was really on his mind was the welfare of his treasured sheep Dolly. Jack's family has been involved in farming long before Jack was born, and all Jack thought and dreamt as a child was this moment; the moment when he would take responsibility for the family flock. With his fathers eyes watching him in the background, there was a small tear rolling down his cheek as Farmer Roger remembered when he was in this position as a mere inexperienced 13 year old. He had dedicated his life to his job, but after his stroke the previous year he felt that now was the right time that his 20 year old should take the reigns of their farm which had been passed down within the family for generations. ...read more.


He also noticed that the fridge door had been left partially open. He threw back the heavy curtains, only to be temporarily blinded by the early morning sun, which was throwing its dazzling rays across the field. With a smile from ear to ear beaming upon his face, he mustered all of his strength to sprint across the pathways that led to the old shed. As he wrenched open the door, which let out a loud and rusty creak, he gasped at the sight which confronted him. Kneeling down on the hay-strewn floor, with a bottle of milk in one hand and a small and rather weak looking lamb only a few hours old in the other, Jack looked like he had everything under control. With a jump, he turned around to see his father standing tall and proud. "Well my son, what are you going to call it?" he asked, "this one is going to be called Tom, after Granddad", this confused his father "By the heavens!" he exclaimed." What do you mean this one?" and as if by cue, there was a shrill bleat, and from around the corner hobbled an identical lamb to the one that Jack had in his hand. "And this one is called Roger, named after a man who shows tremendous love, devotion and loyalty, no matter what the situation". ...read more.


Sister Gordon had left the ward due to the growing number of births occurring in the crowded hospital. This left only Sister Jeffers to deal with this arrival alone. Salvation came in the form of Nurse Alice Doyle, who calmly entered the ward and quickly initiated a quick delivery through a mixture of positive encouragement and confident medical intervention. Watched by her recently wheelchair bound husband, a stroke victim at the age of 41. The stress of the last month had been too much for Rose to take and at the late stages of birth, there had been a severe risk that she may lose the two babies due to the woman's state. However, at the climax of what could have been a catastrophe the appearance of Nurse Alice Doyle with her fresh expertise, her coolness under pressure and skill had saved the day. The newborns had already been whisked off to have all the necessary medical checks by a Nurse Jeffers. Minutes later, they were returned to proud mum and dad with tears streaming down both parents faces with the thought of how lucky they were to have made it to the other side of their short lived nightmare. A week later Rose followed by her husband, entered the fresh outdoor breeze outside the grey hospital pushing along her new little boy Tom, and her new little girl, Alice. ?? ?? ?? ?? 1 Eli Kauffman ...read more.

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