Of the two brothers, Josh is very social while Jack is ________________.

“Oh my!” exclaimed the poor baker. “ My cupboard is ________________ .”

December is the ________________ month in a calendar year.

Many _________________ break and enter homes during the Christmas season.

Ronald ‘Boo’ Hinkson is a brilliant local ________________ .

For Questions 6-8, choose the MOST suitable word to complete EACH sentence.

The ______ of the story was very surprising.

The doctor gave me some medicine to ______ the pain.

The restaurant is known for its ______ pizza.

Choose the word that is CLOSEST IN MEANING to the underlined word.

She gave an enthusiastic response when asked to join the team.

Choose the word that is OPPOSITE IN MEANING to the underlined word.

The abundant resources in the area made it a prime location for development.

Choose the sentence in which the capital letters and punctuation marks are ALL correctly used.

Choose the sentence in which the capital letters and punctuation marks are ALL correctly used.

Choose the sentence in which the capital letters and punctuation marks are ALL correctly used.

Choose the sentence in which the capital letters and punctuation marks are ALL correctly used.

Choose the sentence in which the capital letters and punctuation marks are ALL correctly used.

Choose the MOST suitable word or words to complete EACH of the following sentences.

Jacob ___________ his final examinations this term. 

My second draft has ________mistakes than the last one. 

She ________ her homework before the teacher arrived.

The entire class was invited to the concert except William and _________.

The students ________ the new software by the time the workshop was over.

Carla wore a ________ dress to the party.

Neither of the stores ________  over-the-counter medication.

___________ did you call for the food? Was it ________?

If you ___________ the glass, it would not have broken. 

Several boxes of mangoes ___________ in the back of the truck.

He is the person ________ gave the presentation yesterday.

Share the apples ___________ the three boys. 

The teacher did not ___________ my apology. She thought it was not genuine. 

She will ________ the report by tomorrow morning.

The team is preparing ________ the upcoming competition.

Macy unclipped the cage door. She pulled open and she smiled as a cloud of hens exploded in the yard. With much feather shaking and squawking, they settled down to catch the dinner scraps Macy had scattered for them. As usual, the red hen took charge, grabbing the best scraps, pecking at any hen that dared get in its way, flapping and fussing this way and that. “Why do the other hens let the red hen boss them like that?” Macy had asked her mother. “Hens have a pecking order,” her mother explained.  “The bravest and strongest is in charge. She can peck all the other hens, but no one can peck her.

The next hen in the pecking order can peck everyone, except the top hen and so it goes all the way down, so you feel really sorry for the poor hen at the bottom. Hens like a bossy leader.” But Macy had a different view. Every night she had to lock the hens back  in their cage so that foxes and owls did not get them. This was her job. Everyone in her large family had jobs. By the time it was getting dark, all the hens were happy to go back into their cage. That is, all except the red hen. She would pretend to walk towards the cage door, and at the last minute would suddenly rush inside and wait for Macy to chase her. 

Another trick was to sit in the middle of the yard. As soon as Macy got close enough to bend down and pick her up, the hen would flap her wings really hard so Macy could not grab her then she would run off again. Eventually, after the red hen had decided that Macy had chased her enough, she would calmly walk into the cage by herself, her little red eyes  gleaming in triumph as Macy slammed the cage door behind her. Macy had tried to lure the red hen by putting her favourite food inside the cage at night, but the hen would not be bribed, Macy had tried banging pot lids together to frighten the red hen, but scared the other hens so much that they did not lay any eggs for two days.

Macy went to find her father. “I need to teach that red hen a lesson,”she said. I’m going to leave her out all night to fight the foxes and the owls. That will teach her to go in her cage when I say.” “Macy,”said dad as he turned to look at her. “A hen cannot fight a fox or an owl and we need our hens. We need all the eggs we can get.” He smiled. “Besides, it will not solve your problem, because the next hen in the pecking order would just take the Red Hen’s place.”

By Prue Anderson

What is Macy doing at the beginning of the story?

Macy unclipped the cage door. She pulled open and she smiled as a cloud of hens exploded in the yard. With much feather shaking and squawking, they settled down to catch the dinner scraps Macy had scattered for them. As usual, the red hen took charge, grabbing the best scraps, pecking at any hen that dared get in its way, flapping and fussing this way and that. “Why do the other hens let the red hen boss them like that?” Macy had asked her mother. “Hens have a pecking order,” her mother explained.  “The bravest and strongest is in charge. She can peck all the other hens, but no one can peck her.

The next hen in the pecking order can peck everyone, except the top hen and so it goes all the way down, so you feel really sorry for the poor hen at the bottom. Hens like a bossy leader.” But Macy had a different view. Every night she had to lock the hens back  in their cage so that foxes and owls did not get them. This was her job. Everyone in her large family had jobs. By the time it was getting dark, all the hens were happy to go back into their cage. That is, all except the red hen. She would pretend to walk towards the cage door, and at the last minute would suddenly rush inside and wait for Macy to chase her. 

Another trick was to sit in the middle of the yard. As soon as Macy got close enough to bend down and pick her up, the hen would flap her wings really hard so Macy could not grab her then she would run off again. Eventually, after the red hen had decided that Macy had chased her enough, she would calmly walk into the cage by herself, her little red eyes  gleaming in triumph as Macy slammed the cage door behind her. Macy had tried to lure the red hen by putting her favourite food inside the cage at night, but the hen would not be bribed, Macy had tried banging pot lids together to frighten the red hen, but scared the other hens so much that they did not lay any eggs for two days.

Macy went to find her father. “I need to teach that red hen a lesson,”she said. I’m going to leave her out all night to fight the foxes and the owls. That will teach her to go in her cage when I say.” “Macy,”said dad as he turned to look at her. “A hen cannot fight a fox or an owl and we need our hens. We need all the eggs we can get.” He smiled. “Besides, it will not solve your problem, because the next hen in the pecking order would just take the Red Hen’s place.”

By Prue Anderson

All of these are character traits of the Red Hen EXCEPT

Macy unclipped the cage door. She pulled open and she smiled as a cloud of hens exploded in the yard. With much feather shaking and squawking, they settled down to catch the dinner scraps Macy had scattered for them. As usual, the red hen took charge, grabbing the best scraps, pecking at any hen that dared get in its way, flapping and fussing this way and that. “Why do the other hens let the red hen boss them like that?” Macy had asked her mother. “Hens have a pecking order,” her mother explained.  “The bravest and strongest is in charge. She can peck all the other hens, but no one can peck her.

The next hen in the pecking order can peck everyone, except the top hen and so it goes all the way down, so you feel really sorry for the poor hen at the bottom. Hens like a bossy leader.” But Macy had a different view. Every night she had to lock the hens back  in their cage so that foxes and owls did not get them. This was her job. Everyone in her large family had jobs. By the time it was getting dark, all the hens were happy to go back into their cage. That is, all except the red hen. She would pretend to walk towards the cage door, and at the last minute would suddenly rush inside and wait for Macy to chase her. 

Another trick was to sit in the middle of the yard. As soon as Macy got close enough to bend down and pick her up, the hen would flap her wings really hard so Macy could not grab her then she would run off again. Eventually, after the red hen had decided that Macy had chased her enough, she would calmly walk into the cage by herself, her little red eyes  gleaming in triumph as Macy slammed the cage door behind her. Macy had tried to lure the red hen by putting her favourite food inside the cage at night, but the hen would not be bribed, Macy had tried banging pot lids together to frighten the red hen, but scared the other hens so much that they did not lay any eggs for two days.

Macy went to find her father. “I need to teach that red hen a lesson,”she said. I’m going to leave her out all night to fight the foxes and the owls. That will teach her to go in her cage when I say.” “Macy,”said dad as he turned to look at her. “A hen cannot fight a fox or an owl and we need our hens. We need all the eggs we can get.” He smiled. “Besides, it will not solve your problem, because the next hen in the pecking order would just take the Red Hen’s place.”

By Prue Anderson

________________ is closest in meaning to the word lure in line 26.

Macy unclipped the cage door. She pulled open and she smiled as a cloud of hens exploded in the yard. With much feather shaking and squawking, they settled down to catch the dinner scraps Macy had scattered for them. As usual, the red hen took charge, grabbing the best scraps, pecking at any hen that dared get in its way, flapping and fussing this way and that. “Why do the other hens let the red hen boss them like that?” Macy had asked her mother. “Hens have a pecking order,” her mother explained.  “The bravest and strongest is in charge. She can peck all the other hens, but no one can peck her.

The next hen in the pecking order can peck everyone, except the top hen and so it goes all the way down, so you feel really sorry for the poor hen at the bottom. Hens like a bossy leader.” But Macy had a different view. Every night she had to lock the hens back  in their cage so that foxes and owls did not get them. This was her job. Everyone in her large family had jobs. By the time it was getting dark, all the hens were happy to go back into their cage. That is, all except the red hen. She would pretend to walk towards the cage door, and at the last minute would suddenly rush inside and wait for Macy to chase her. 

Another trick was to sit in the middle of the yard. As soon as Macy got close enough to bend down and pick her up, the hen would flap her wings really hard so Macy could not grab her then she would run off again. Eventually, after the red hen had decided that Macy had chased her enough, she would calmly walk into the cage by herself, her little red eyes  gleaming in triumph as Macy slammed the cage door behind her. Macy had tried to lure the red hen by putting her favourite food inside the cage at night, but the hen would not be bribed, Macy had tried banging pot lids together to frighten the red hen, but scared the other hens so much that they did not lay any eggs for two days.

Macy went to find her father. “I need to teach that red hen a lesson,”she said. I’m going to leave her out all night to fight the foxes and the owls. That will teach her to go in her cage when I say.” “Macy,”said dad as he turned to look at her. “A hen cannot fight a fox or an owl and we need our hens. We need all the eggs we can get.” He smiled. “Besides, it will not solve your problem, because the next hen in the pecking order would just take the Red Hen’s place.”

By Prue Anderson

Macy’s mother feels sorry for the hen at the bottom of the pecking order because it _____________________ .

Macy unclipped the cage door. She pulled open and she smiled as a cloud of hens exploded in the yard. With much feather shaking and squawking, they settled down to catch the dinner scraps Macy had scattered for them. As usual, the red hen took charge, grabbing the best scraps, pecking at any hen that dared get in its way, flapping and fussing this way and that. “Why do the other hens let the red hen boss them like that?” Macy had asked her mother. “Hens have a pecking order,” her mother explained.  “The bravest and strongest is in charge. She can peck all the other hens, but no one can peck her.

The next hen in the pecking order can peck everyone, except the top hen and so it goes all the way down, so you feel really sorry for the poor hen at the bottom. Hens like a bossy leader.” But Macy had a different view. Every night she had to lock the hens back  in their cage so that foxes and owls did not get them. This was her job. Everyone in her large family had jobs. By the time it was getting dark, all the hens were happy to go back into their cage. That is, all except the red hen. She would pretend to walk towards the cage door, and at the last minute would suddenly rush inside and wait for Macy to chase her. 

Another trick was to sit in the middle of the yard. As soon as Macy got close enough to bend down and pick her up, the hen would flap her wings really hard so Macy could not grab her then she would run off again. Eventually, after the red hen had decided that Macy had chased her enough, she would calmly walk into the cage by herself, her little red eyes  gleaming in triumph as Macy slammed the cage door behind her. Macy had tried to lure the red hen by putting her favourite food inside the cage at night, but the hen would not be bribed, Macy had tried banging pot lids together to frighten the red hen, but scared the other hens so much that they did not lay any eggs for two days.

Macy went to find her father. “I need to teach that red hen a lesson,”she said. I’m going to leave her out all night to fight the foxes and the owls. That will teach her to go in her cage when I say.” “Macy,”said dad as he turned to look at her. “A hen cannot fight a fox or an owl and we need our hens. We need all the eggs we can get.” He smiled. “Besides, it will not solve your problem, because the next hen in the pecking order would just take the Red Hen’s place.”

By Prue Anderson

Dad said the next hen in the pecking order would just take the Red hen’s place. What does he mean by “pecking order”?