FACULTY OF EDUCATIONEdgewood Campus

BACHELOR OF EDUCATIONEXAMINATIONS - NOVEMBER 2010

Module Title

DurationInternalExaminers

English Communication 110

2 hours

Mr B. Mthembu; Mrs A. Bayat

Code

MarksInternalModerator

EDEN 110E2

100

Mrs A. Pillay

INSTRUCTIONS TO CANDIDATES

1. Answer BOTH questions.

2. Each answer should be about 2 pages in length.

3. Write legibly, taking care with paragraphing and grammar usage.

Question One

Write a critical appreciation on one of the poems that appear on the next page. Please

ensure that your answer has an appropriate introduction, middle and conclusion. Consider

the situation and speaker; language in terms of imagery and figures of speech and the

form or structure of the poem you choose. (50)

The Mill-PondThe sun blazed while the thunder yet:Added a boom:A wagtail flickered bright overThe mill-pond's gloom:

Less than the cooing in the alder 5Isles of the poolSounded the thunder rhrouzh that plungeo b

Of waters cool.

Scared starlings on the aspen tipPast the black mill i cOutchattered the stream and the next roarFar on the hill.

A girl carne out. 'Take care!' she said- ! ~)

As my feet dangling teased the foamThat slid below

Ages ago.

She startled me, standing quite closeDressed all in white:Ages ago 1 was angry tillShe passed from sight. ;2 C

Then the storm burst, and as 1 crouchedTo shelter, howBeautiful and kind, too, she seemed,As she does nowl

EDW AIm THOMAS

Follower

My father worked with a horse-plough,His shoulders globed like a full sail strungBerween the shafts and the furrow.The horses strained at his clicking tongue.

5 An expert. He would set the wingAnd fit the bright steel-pointed sock.The sod rolled over without breaking.At the headrig, with a single pluck

Of reins, the sweating team turned round10 And back into the land. His eye

Narrowed and angled at the ground,Mapping the furrow exactly. -I stumbled in his hob-nailed wake,Fell sometimes on the polished sod;

15 Sometimes he rode me on his backDipping and rising to his plod.

I wanted to grow up and plough,To close one eye, stiffen my arm.AIl I ever did was follow

2. 0 In his broad shadow round the farm.

I was a nuisance, tripping, falling,Yapping always. But todayIt is my father who keeps stumblingBehind me, and will not go away.

Question Two

Tsotsi. the film, is about a young person's struggle for identity.

With reference to the above statement, critically discuss Tsotsi's struggle for identity, a

struggle experienced by people universally. Your discussion should take into account the

following:

plot;

themes;

setting. (50)