Mini Assessment -story Elements & Figuartive Language
An assessment on the parts of a story (plot, climax, resolution, conflicts) and the use of figurative language
Questions and Answers
- 1.
The manner in which the character of the narrator is developed indicates that
- A.
The narrator's problems are about to increase
- B.
The narrator is paranoid
- C.
The narrator's father has done his best
- D.
The narrator is someone who craves books
Correct Answer
B. The narrator is paranoidExplanation
The correct answer suggests that the manner in which the character of the narrator is developed indicates that the narrator is paranoid. This implies that the narrator exhibits behaviors or thoughts that are indicative of excessive or irrational fear or suspicion. The development of the character's personality and actions throughout the story may reveal signs of paranoia, such as constant worry, distrust of others, or irrational beliefs.Rate this question:
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- 2.
Look at the second stanza. Through watching the fire in his fireplace die out, what is the narrator remembering?
- A.
His mother
- B.
His brother
- C.
His wife
- D.
His love for books
Correct Answer
C. His wifeExplanation
In the second stanza, the narrator is watching the fire in his fireplace die out. This act triggers a memory, suggesting that the narrator is remembering his wife. The mention of the fire dying out could symbolize the fading of their relationship or the loss of their love, leading the narrator to reminisce about his wife.Rate this question:
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- 3.
The main conflict presented in the first three stanzas is the narrator's despair and wonder of
- A.
Someone coming to visit him
- B.
Someone coming to kill him
- C.
Someone coming to help him mourn
- D.
Someone coming to show him his own death
Correct Answer
A. Someone coming to visit himExplanation
The main conflict presented in the first three stanzas is the narrator's despair and wonder of someone coming to visit him. The stanzas depict the narrator's mixed emotions of anticipation and fear, as they question the purpose and intentions of the visitor. The use of words like "despair" and "wonder" suggests a sense of uncertainty and anxiety, highlighting the internal conflict experienced by the narrator. The focus on the visitor's arrival and its potential impact on the narrator's life creates a tense atmosphere, emphasizing the significance of this conflict.Rate this question:
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- 4.
The setting is important to the poem because it
- A.
Threatens the narrator
- B.
Creates a sense of nighttime
- C.
Creates a sense of lonliness
- D.
Creates a sense of nothingness
Correct Answer
C. Creates a sense of lonlinessExplanation
The setting of the poem plays a crucial role in creating a sense of loneliness. By establishing the atmosphere and surroundings, the setting enhances the feeling of isolation and solitude experienced by the narrator. It sets the stage for the emotions conveyed in the poem, emphasizing the absence of companionship and the overwhelming sense of being alone.Rate this question:
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- 5.
The poem uses a very particular type of figurative language. Which type does it use?
- A.
Metaphor
- B.
Simile
- C.
Alliteration
- D.
Hyperbole
Correct Answer
C. AlliterationExplanation
The correct answer is alliteration. Alliteration is a literary device that involves the repetition of consonant sounds at the beginning of words in a sentence or phrase. In the context of the poem, it is likely that the poet has used alliteration to create a musical or rhythmic effect, drawing attention to certain words or ideas.Rate this question:
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Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered weak and weary, Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore, While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping, As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door. `'Tis some visitor,' I muttered, `tapping at my chamber door - Only this, and nothing more.' Ah, distinctly I remember it was in the bleak December, And each separate dying ember wrought its ghost upon the floor. Eagerly I wished the morrow; - vainly I had sought to borrow From my books surcease of sorrow - sorrow for the lost Lenore - For the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels named Lenore - Nameless here for evermore. And the silken sad uncertain rustling of each purple curtain Thrilled me - filled me with fantastic terrors never felt before; So that now, to still the beating of my heart, I stood repeating `'Tis some visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door - Some late visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door; - This it is, and nothing more,' Presently my soul grew stronger; hesitating then no longer, `Sir,' said I, `or Madam, truly your forgiveness I implore; But the fact is I was napping, and so gently you came rapping, And so faintly you came tapping, tapping at my chamber door, That I scarce was sure I heard you' - here I opened wide the door; - Darkness there, and nothing more. Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there wondering, fearing, Doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before; But the silence was unbroken, and the darkness gave no token, And the only word there spoken was the whispered word, `Lenore!' This I whispered, and an echo murmured back the word, `Lenore!' Merely this and nothing more. Back into the chamber turning, all my soul within me burning, Soon again I heard a tapping somewhat louder than before. `Surely,' said I, `surely that is something at my window lattice; Let me see then, what thereat is, and this mystery explore - Let my heart be still a moment and this mystery explore; - 'Tis the wind and nothing more!' Open here I flung the shutter, when, with many a flirt and flutter, In there stepped a stately raven of the saintly days of yore. Not the least obeisance made he; not a minute stopped or stayed he; But, with mien of lord or lady, perched above my chamber door - Perched upon a bust of Pallas just above my chamber door - Perched, and sat, and nothing more. Then this ebony bird beguiling my sad fancy into smiling, By the grave and stern decorum of the countenance it wore, `Though thy crest be shorn and shaven, thou,' I said, `art sure no craven. Ghastly grim and ancient raven wandering from the nightly shore - Tell me what thy lordly name is on the Night's Plutonian shore!' Quoth the raven, `Nevermore.' Much I marvelled this ungainly fowl to hear discourse so plainly, Though its answer little meaning - little relevancy bore; For we cannot help agreeing that no living human being Ever yet was blessed with seeing bird above his chamber door - Bird or beast above the sculptured bust above his chamber door, With such name as `Nevermore.' But the raven, sitting lonely on the placid bust, spoke only, That one word, as if his soul in that one word he did outpour. Nothing further then he uttered - not a feather then he fluttered - Till I scarcely more than muttered `Other friends have flown before - On the morrow he will leave me, as my hopes have flown before.' Then the bird said, `Nevermore.' Startled at the stillness broken by reply so aptly spoken, `Doubtless,' said I, `what it utters is its only stock and store, Caught from some unhappy master whom unmerciful disaster Followed fast and followed faster till his songs one burden bore - Till the dirges of his hope that melancholy burden bore Of "Never-nevermore."' But the raven still beguiling all my sad soul into smiling, Straight I wheeled a cushioned seat in front of bird and bust and door; Then, upon the velvet sinking, I betook myself to linking Fancy unto fancy, thinking what this ominous bird of yore - What this grim, ungainly, ghastly, gaunt, and ominous bird of yore Meant in croaking `Nevermore.'
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