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D. Formative Test

Part A

Read the text carefully.

Peter Rabbit

Once upon a time there were four little Rabbits, and their names were— Flopsy, Mopsy, Cotton-
tail, and Peter. They lived with their mother in a sand-bank, underneath the root of a very big fir
tree. "Now, my dears," said old Mrs. Rabbit one morning, "you may go into the fields or down the
lane, but don't go into Mr. McGregor's garden: your father had an accident there; he was put in a
pie by Mrs. McGregor. Now run along, and don't get into mischief. I am going out."

Then, Mrs. Rabbit took a basket and her umbrella to the
baker's. Flopsy, Mopsy, and Cottontail, who were good little
bunnies, went down the lane to gather blackberries; but Peter,
who was very naughty, ran straight away to Mr. McGregor's
garden and squeezed under the gate!

First he ate some lettuces and some French beans; and then he
ate some radishes. Then, feeling rather sick, he went to look for
some parsley. But round the end of a cucumber frame, whom
should he meet but Mr. McGregor! He was on his hands and
knees planting out young cabbages, but he jumped up and ran
after Peter, waving a rake and calling out, "Stop thief!" PETER
was most dreadfully frightened; he rushed all over the garden,
for he had forgotten the way back to the gate. He lost one of his
shoes among the cabbages, and the other shoe amongst the potatoes.

Peter ran and he was out of breath and trembling with fright, and he had not the least idea which
way to go. He was lost! He found a door in a wall; but it was locked, and there was no room for a
fat little rabbit to squeeze underneath. Then, he tried to find his way straight across the garden,
but he became more and more puzzled. Presently, he came to a pond where Mr. McGregor filled
his water-cans.

He went back towards the tool-shed, but suddenly, quite close to him, he heard the noise of a
hoe—scr-r-ritch, scratch, scratch, scritch. Peter scuttered underneath the bushes. But presently,
as nothing happened, he came out, and climbed upon a wheelbarrow, and peeped over. The first
thing he saw was Mr. McGregor hoeing onions. His back was turned towards Peter, and beyond
him was the gate!

Peter got down very quietly off the wheelbarrow, and started running as fast as he could go, along
a straight walk behind some black-currant bushes. Mr. McGregor caught sight of him at the corner,
but Peter did not care. He never stopped running or looked behind him till he got home to the big
tree. He was so tired that he flopped down upon the nice soft sand on the floor of the rabbit-hole,
and shut his eyes. His mother was busy cooking; she wondered what he had done with his clothes.

Peter was not very well during the evening. His mother put him to bed, and made some camomile
tea; and she gave a dose of it to Peter! "One table-spoonful to be taken at bed-time." But Flopsy,
Mopsy, and Cotton-tail had bread and milk and blackberries, for supper.
Adapted from https://storiestogrowby.org/bedtime-stories-kids-free/

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