IB DIPLOMA PROGRAMME

PROGRAMME DU DIPLÔME DU BI

PROGRAMA DEL DIPLOMA DEL BI

M04/101/H(1)

ENGLISH A1 – HIGHER LEVEL – PAPER 1

ANGLAIS A1 – NIVEAU SUPÉRIEUR – ÉPREUVE 1

INGLÉS A1 – NIVEL SUPERIOR – PRUEBA 1

Tuesday 4 May 2004 (morning)

Mardi 4 mai 2004 (matin)

Martes 4 de mayo de 2004 (mañana)

2 hours / 2 heures / 2 horas

INSTRUCTIONS TO CANDIDATES

Ÿ Do not open this examination paper until instructed to do so.

Ÿ Write a commentary on one passage only.

INSTRUCTIONS DESTINÉES AUX CANDIDATS

Ÿ N’ouvrez pas cette épreuve avant d’y être autorisé(e).

Ÿ Rédigez un commentaire sur un seul des passages.

INSTRUCCIONES PARA LOS ALUMNOS

Ÿ No abra esta prueba hasta que se lo autoricen.

Ÿ Escriba un comentario sobre un solo fragmento.

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The ship sank.1 It made a sound like a monstrous metallic burp. Things bubbled at the surface and

then vanished. Everything was screaming: the sea, the wind, my heart. From the lifeboat I saw

something in the water.

      I cried, ‘Richard Parker, is that you? It is so hard to see. Oh, that this rain would stop!

Richard Parker? Richard Parker? Yes, it is you!’

      I could see his head. He was struggling to stay at the surface of the water.

      ‘Jesus, Mary, Muhammad and Vishnu2, how good to see you, Richard Parker! Don’t give up,

please. Come to the lifeboat. Do you hear this whistle? TREEEEEE! TREEEEEE! TREEEEEE!

You heard right. Swim, swim! You’re a strong swimmer. It’s not a hundred feet.’

      He had seen me. He looked panic-stricken. He started swimming my way. The water about

him was shifting wildly. He looked small and helpless.

      ‘Richard Parker, can you believe what has happened to us? Tell me it’s a bad dream. Tell

me it’s not real. Tell me I’m still in my bunk on the Tsimtsum and I’m tossing and turning and

soon I’ll wake up from this nightmare. Tell me I’m still happy. Mother, my tender guardian angel

of wisdom, where are you? And you, Father, my loving worrywart? And you, Ravi3, dazzling

hero of my childhood? Vishnu preserve me, Allah protect me, Christ save me, I can’t bear it!

TREEEEEE! TREEEEEE! TREEEEEE!

      I was not wounded in any part of my body, but I had never experienced such intense pain,

such a ripping of the nerves, such an ache of the heart.

      He would not make it. He would drown. He was hardly moving forward and his movements

were weak. His nose and mouth kept dipping underwater. Only his eyes were steadily on me.

      ‘What are you doing, Richard Parker? Don’t you love life? Keep swimming then!

TREEEEEE! TREEEEEE! TREEEEEE! Kick with your legs. Kick! Kick! Kick!’

Join now!

      He stirred in the water and made to swim.

      ‘And what of my extended family – birds, beasts and reptiles? They too have drowned.

Every single thing I value in life has been destroyed. And I am allowed no explanation? I am to

suffer hell without any account from heaven? In that case, what is the purpose of reason, Richard

Parker? Is it no more than to shine at practicalities – the getting of food, clothing and shelter?

Why can’t reason give greater answers? Why can we throw a question further than we can ...

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