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Timmy: Good evening, everyone! I am cooking dinner tonight. Cindy: Wow, thatâs great, Timmy. Timmy: You are welcome! Sam: What will you make? Timmy: I will make a meat dish. There will also be some bread. Timmy: I will make a summer salad. Cindy: Whatâs that? Timmy: It has lettuce, tomatoes, and mangoes. Itâs for hot days. Cindy: Oh! Thatâs great. Timmy: Yes, and I hope you like dessert. We will have chocolate cake and ice cream.
The following days are a jumble of gunfire, digging, gobbled food, soldiers running in and out of the forest in small groups, distant explosions, stray shells, bandaged heads and unexpected lulls. On the very first day, before dawn, I am ordered into one of the newly dug trenches. I huddle there, squeezing my magic buttons and singing songs to the dog. When the fighting stops, the dog disappears, but a new companion takes his place. A strange little soldier crawls along the trench toward me. âPrivate Sasha!â he cries. âIâve been looking for you all day long!â Heâs old, like a grandfather, a dedushka. He has a black patch over one eye, a tape measure around his neck and a row of pins threaded into his sleeve. Hanging from his belt is the most enormous pair of scissors I have ever seen and I wonder if he uses them as a weapon. He doesnât tell me his name, so in my head he becomes Dedushka. Dedushka squats, cups his hand to his ear, peers over the top of the trench and smiles. âItâs safe to be upright . . . for now.â He helps me to my feet, dusts me off and commands me to stand as tall and straight as I can. Then he measures me. Everything from head to toe â even my toes! He writes numbers in a little notebook, strings his tape measure back around his neck, salutes and hurries away. Itâs all very strange, and I wonder if Dedushka has been bumped on the head during the battle and is now a little bit muddled. I should have given him a hug before he left. I chase after him but stop when Iâm hit by a shovelful of flying dirt. Sleepy Bear is digging a cave! âAre you going to hibernate?â I ask. Sleepy Bear chuckles. âNo, although that would be wonderful! I could do with a lo-o-o-ong sleep.â He sighs and closes his eyes. He doesnât open them again and I realise that he has gone to sleep. Standing up! I shake his arm, and he opens his eyes and keeps talking. âNo, Iâm not hibernating. Iâm digging a little nook where I can sleep and eat. Iâll hang up my raincape as a door that can open and close so it feels just like a real home . . . except for the lice . . . and the bad smells . . . and the bombs that make the walls shake and crumble.â He points further along the trench to where other soldiers are digging. âWeâre all making little houses in the ground.â âLike rabbits and moles,â I say. Sleepy Bear chuckles. âYes! And soldiers who need to hide from German bullets and bombs.â He stops digging to roll a cigarette. âShould I be making a house?â I ask. âI want to hide from German bullets and bombs, too.â Sleepy Bear flops to the ground, lights his cigarette, closes his eyes and takes a deep puff. I wait for him to answer, but, instead, he begins to snore! I poke him in the side. He snorts and he murmurs, âI think someone has already built you a house, Sasha. Keep going along this beautiful village street and you are sure to find it.â He falls asleep once more. I kiss his dusty cheek and whisper, âThank you, Sleepy Bear.â A little way along, I see Cook in a cloud of smoke. He has lit a fire, right here in the middle of the trench, and is stirring a cauldron full of kasha. He squats as he stirs. âWhat are you doing?â I ask. âCooking supper, of course!â he cries. âBut why are you doing it here?â Cook points his spoon at the ground above the trenches. âBecause if I do it up there, my pot will be filled with holes from German bullets and all of the kasha will leak out onto the ground. Itâs bad enough that our supplies canât get through German lines and thereâs nothing to cook but buckwheat for kasha. But if we lost the kasha, too . . .â âHungry soldiers,â I say. Cook nods. âAnd grumpy!â âLike Boris!â I gasp. âEven worse,â warns Cook. I picture the kasha pot full of bullet holes. And then I realise that if the kasha pot were full of holes, then Cook would be, too. I wrap my arms around Cookâs neck and say, âI think this is a very good place for cooking our supper.â I kiss his smoky cheek and run along. At the end of the trench, I find the biggest hole of all. Itâs wide and deep and as busy as a beehive in a blossom tree. Above, a group of soldiers is rolling logs into place for a roof, while below, typewriters rattle and pencils scratch and papers flutter and voices crackle out of five different radios. Their words tangle together to tell a strange wartime fairy tale about German guns and a loving father called Stalin and a Red Army regiment that is lost in the deep, dark forest and a wicked beast called Hitler and a delivery of vegetables that was hit by a bomb and blown into a million tiny pieces too small even to make soup. In the middle of it all, wrestling with a rumpled map, his rifle still slung over his shoulder, is Major Scruff. âMajor Scruff!â I run and jump into his arms. âIs this our new home?â âYes, Sasha. I suppose it is.â âIs it safe from German bullets and bombs?â I ask. He stares at me. âWere you scared in the trenches today, Sasha?â âNo,â I reply. âI had magic buttons and a dog and some songs to sing. Were you scared in the forest, Major Scruff?â âYes,â he says. âPoor Major Scruff!â I press my hand against his cheek. The dark, rough stubble is grubby with grit and his eyelids are taking a long time to open after every blink. âYou need a shave and a nap!â I scold. He chuckles. âI am too tired to shave and too busy to nap.â I scrunch my nose while I consider his problem. âI know!â I cry. âYou nap and I will shave your whiskers. That will be two jobs tumbled into one!â And so thatâs what we do. Major Scruff slumps into a chair and snoozes while I lather his face with soapy water and shave his whiskers. The soap suds travel from his face, up into his hair and down the front of his uniform, and I have to shave his jaw and chin three times because I keep missing bits, but I finally get it all done. I am just wiping his cheeks dry when the dog appears. He licks my hand, then stretches up and licks soap suds from Major Scruffâs ear. Major Scruff wakes with a start. He feels his newly shaved face and cries, âWonderful, Sasha! I feel smooth, clean, rested and ready for action.â He ruffles my hair. âWe must do this again tomorrow. Although next time, you might wake me with a gentle shake of the shoulder instead of licking my ear.â
The Compound Book Quiz - 6th Grade Reading Comprehension 1. What is the name of the main character in "The Compound"? A. Eli Yanakakis B. Marcus Yanakakis C. Luke Yanakakis D. Rex Yanakakis 2. Where do Eli and his family go to escape? A. A mountain cabin B. An underground compound C. A secret island D. A military base 3. Who built the compound? A. The government B. Eli's grandfather C. Eli's father D. A mysterious organization 4. How long was the family supposed to stay in the compound? A. 6 months B. 15 years C. 10 years D. 1 year 5. Which family member supposedly didn't make it into the compound? A. Eli's mother B. Eli's twin brother Eddy C. Eli's younger sister D. Eli's father 6. What does Eli's father tell the family happened outside? A. An earthquake B. A terrorist attack C. A nuclear war D. A deadly virus 7. What unusual food source does Eli's father plan to use in the compound? A. Artificial meat B. Insects C. Supplements only D. A special protein formula 8. How does Eli spend most of his time in the compound? A. Reading books B. Playing video games C. Exercising D. Isolating himself 9. What discovery does Eli make that makes him suspicious? A. Hidden cameras B. A working internet connection C. Secret passages D. Extra food supplies 10. What is the name of Eli's youngest sister born in the compound? A. Lexie B. Quinn C. Terese D. Lucy 11. What hobby does Eli take up to cope with his time underground? A. Painting B. Writing C. Playing music D. Cooking 12. What does Eli find in his father's private office? A. Family photos B. A radio C. A computer D. Survival guides 13. What makes Eli realize his father might be lying? A. Found newspapers B. Working internet C. Phone signals D. Television broadcasts 14. Who helps Eli discover the truth about the compound? A. His mother B. His sister C. The supplements supplier D. His grandmother 15. What is revealed about Eddy? A. He died in an accident B. He's living with relatives C. He's alive outside D. He never existed 16. What does Eli's father do when confronted with the truth? A. Confesses immediately B. Threatens the family C. Tries to escape D. Denies everything 17. How do they eventually escape the compound? A. Through air vents B. Using explosives C. With outside help D. Through emergency exit 18. What was Eli's father's true motivation for building the compound? A. Protection from war B. A psychological experiment C. Financial gain D. Government orders 19. How many years have they actually been in the compound when they escape? A. 6 years B. 3 years C. 15 years D. 9 years 20. What happens to Eli's relationship with his twin after the escape? A. They become close again B. They remain estranged C. They never meet D. They become rivals ANSWER KEY A B C B B C D D B A C C B B C B C B A A
What are you cooking, Mom? I am cooking Italian food! I hope you like pasta. Yes, I love to eat pasta! How much pasta do you want to eat? I want one bowl of pasta. Is this enough? No, please add more! Do you want some cheese with your pasta? Yes, I want some cheese. Is this enough? Yes, it's enough. Thank you! The food tastes very good, Mom. Yes, it is delicious. Please pass the salad. Here you are. Thank you!
Timmy: Good evening, Mom. Iâm hungry. Do you have any food? Mom: Wait a moment. Iâm cooking dinner. Timmy: Oh, thatâs great. I am very hungry. Mom: Donât worry. I am making a lot of food. Timmy: What kind of food? Mom: We will have meat and a salad. We will also have some bread. Timmy: Wow, this dinner is very good. Mom: Yes, I agree. It is quite good.
La Isla de Pascua This 64-square mile island off Chileâs west coast goes by many names. Its English name is Easter Island, marking the day in 1722 when it was discovered by a European. In Spanish, it is called Isla de Pascua. The Rapa Nui, its first inhabitants, called it âThe Navel of the World.â Experts do not agree on the history of Easter Island. It is unclear where the first people came from or when they arrived. Many people believe they came from neighboring Polynesia around AD 300. This culture built 900 enormous stone statues for which the island is famous. The statues are known as moai. Most of the moai are made of volcanic tuff. Tuff is a soft rock made from the ash that is forced out during a volcanic eruption. It is easier to carve than hard stones like marble, but it is not ideal for carving small details. The moai are considered megaliths (large stones that form prehistoric monuments). They stand up to 33 feet high when on their ceremonial platform (the average height is about 13 feet), and they weigh up to 82 tons. They usually have a trunk (body), inset arms, and an exaggerated head with angular edges. The head of each moai takes up about one-third of the total figure. It all shows that the people who created them could engineer monumental structures. Many moai stand with their backs to the sea. They watch the island like protective markers. Some low-relief carvings of religious deities were added to the backs of the moai at a later date. Experts are still trying to understand how they were carved and moved, and what they might mean.  Chile took control of the island in 1888. At that time, its population was less than 200. The government used it for grazing livestock. Today, the mystery of Easter Island makes it a popular tourist spot. ValparaĂso ValparaĂso is a colorful blend of old and new traditions in Chile. This port city is an interesting example of daily life in Chile. Before the Panama Canal was opened in 1914, all ships traveling east to west had to pass all the way around South America. ValparaĂso was ideally positioned as a stopping point in the Southern Pacific. ValparaĂso has a long history of playing host to a large array of cultures and ideas. The city was known around the world as a place that embraced learning and new ideas. Pablo Neruda had a home in ValparaĂso in the 1920s. After the Panama Canal was completed, shipping traffic declined significantly. ValparaĂso was forgotten and fell upon hard times. In the 1990s, the government of Chile made an effort to revitalize the colorful port. Today it is a UNESCO (United Nations Educational, Scientific and Cultural Organization) World Heritage site. True to its history of embracing learning, it is also home to four universities. Tourists can visit the first stock exchange in Latin America. ValparaĂso also has Chileâs first public library. Visitors stroll through cobblestone streets in the historic district. Here they can also view the cityâs iconic colorful buildings. At night, music and street performers liven the experience. Try It Yourself Two Spanish words comprise the name of this city. Val means valley. Paraiso means paradise. The name ValparaĂso means Paradise Valley. Can you recognize descriptive Spanish words in other Spanish place names? Start with names of places around you. Las Comidas Tradicionales To Chileans, nothing says home like pastel de choclo, a type of casserole made of beef and corn. The body of the casserole is flavorful. It contains beef, onions, raisins, and roasted chicken. It is topped off with a layer of creamed corn and then baked. Baking it brings out the sweetness in the corn, adding a contrast to the savory meat. The preferred type of corn is called choclo. This variety is grown in rugged conditions in the Andes. The kernels are large and hearty compared to other varieties.         Another favorite dish in Chile is a type of meat stew called cazuela. Originally a native dish, it is now known as comfort food in Chile. Pork, beef, lamb, or chicken still on the bone is boiled in a traditional clay pot. To that, corn, potatoes, and other local vegetables are added. It is seasoned with onion and garlic. Pablo Rogat/Shutterstock When Chileans think about dessert, manjar is the first ingredient on their minds. It is a caramel sauce made from cooking milk, sugar, and vanilla. It is found in many desserts. It is used as filling in cakes, pies, and cookies. It is refrigerated to make puddings and custards. People even use it to sweeten their coffee.
Nam: Hello, Minh. Minh: Hi, Nam. How are you? Iâm going to play football at our school sports field with a few friends this evening. Are you free to join us? Nam: Iâd love to, but Iâm afraid I canât. Iâm preparing dinner. Minh: Really? Doesnât your mum cook? Nam: Oh, yes. My mum usually does the cooking, but sheâs working late today. Minh: How about your sister, Lan? Does she help with the housework? Nam: Yes. She often helps with the cooking. But she canât help today. Sheâs studying for her exams. Minh: I see. I never do the cooking. Itâs my motherâs job. Nam: Really? So how do you divide the household chores in your family? Minh: Mum is the homemaker, so she does the chores. My dad is the breadwinner; he earns money. And we, the kids, study. Nam: Well, in my family, we divide the housework equally â Mum usually cooks and shops for groceries; Dad cleans the house and does the heavy lifting. Minh: What about you and your sister? Nam: My sister does the laundry. I do the washing-up and put out the rubbish. We also help with the cooking when our mum is busy. Minh: That sounds fair! Anyway, I have to go now. See you later. Nam: Bye. Have fun.
Mark: Hi, Nam! Nam: Hi, Mark! Long time no see. How are you? Mark: Iâm fine, thanks, but you look so fit and healthy! Have you started working out again? Nam: Yes, I have. Iâve also stopped eating fast food and given up bad habits, such as staying up late. Mark: I canât believe it! I thought you canât live without burgers and chips! Nam: I know. I ate a lot of fast food, but now I prefer fresh fruits and vegetables. Mark: So what happened? Nam: Well, it was my grandfather. I visited him during my last summer holiday and have learnt a lot of important life lessons from him. Mark: Really? Nam: Yes. Heâs a wonderful person. He has just had his 90th birthday, but heâs still full of energy! Mark: Amazing! How does he stay so active? Nam: Well, he does exercise every morning, goes to bed early, and eats a lot of vegetables. We spent a lot of time together cooking, working in his garden, and walking in the parks. Iâve learnt from him that taking regular exercise and eating a balanced diet are the key to a long and healthy life.