RED SWASTIKA SCHOOL ENGLISH LANGUAGE - COMPREHENSION SUPPLEMENTARY WORKSHEET (C) Name:_________________________ (
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Date: ________________
Class: P5 / _____________________
Read the passage below and answer the following questions. As I got into the car, I became depressed. I could not believe that we were actually moving. How I wished that we did not have to. But according to Father, this move to Singapore was necessary because he was being offered an extremely good job there. It was Father’s dream for us to be able to afford a more comfortable life. Having lived all my life in Penang, the thought of moving a few hundred miles to a place that I had not even visited was quite a scary one. Even Father looked a little sad as we started on our eight-hour journey to our new home. Although Mother had been constantly upbeat about our move, I knew that it was merely a mask for the benefit of Billy, my three-year-old brother and myself. I could see the hesitation and fear in her eyes when she thought that no one was looking. The many memories I had accumulated in my twelve short years flitted rapidly through my mind. I thought of all the changes that were going to take place. “Oh, stop being such a coward!” I chastised myself. I said goodbye to my three best friends the day before. It was my first goodbye. This thought brought fresh tears to my already wet, red eyes. I was never going to have friends like them ever again. School was probably going to be a serious and unfriendly place where no one would want to talk to the new girl. Why would they? If I were in their position, I might feel the same way too. No neighbours like Mrs Ng would give me treats every day and no cousins would ever be able to come over and play anymore. We were simply exhausted by the time we arrived that night. Therefore, when the doorbell chimed jarringly the next morning, we groaned as no one was in the mood for visitors. Since Mother and Father were still busily unpacking, I was charged with the duty of opening the door. Wondering who it could be, I opened the door and immediately, a loud merry voice boomed, “Hi! Welcome to the neighbourhood. You must be our new neighbours. We’re the Chans. We brought you some cakes that we have just baked.” As the adults introduced themselves, Kelly, their eleven-year-old daughter shyly asked me whether I wanted to go rollerblading with her one day. Wow! I had always wanted to try that but unfortunately, I did not have a pair of roller blades and I told her so.
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“Oh! Don’t worry about that. I have another pair! I can teach you how to rollerblade if you want,” she added eagerly. 1