<p>going to take it an hour...good luck everyone...come back and post what you thought here..!!!</p>
<p>hey i took it today, for the second time. I royally screwed up in October, because there were two passages i had an extremely difficult time with. Literature is annoying, because I don't feel like it is a fair assessment of knowledge. I've gotten in the low 600's on practice tests, and as high as mid 700's. So clearly, it's a luck of the draw kind of test. I did notice that on this test, there were many more modern passages, which were easier to understand. I believe I did better than my last horrendous score, I have no idea how to gauge myself.
Hope you did well!</p>
<p>yeah i know...you can never tell how you did...i took it for the second time also...got a 740 last time...but i don't know how i did today...when can we officially begin discussing the questions?...</p>
<p>That's a good score, why take again? I feel like we were the only two people in the entire country to take it. Honestly, I don't remember the questions, but if you begin discussing them, I will remember.</p>
<p>How about that poem describing wheat?</p>
<p>i took it too.</p>
<p>the wheat one sucked.</p>
<p>What were the questions again?</p>
<p>ok from the play...what did you put for that was like...what's the purpose of the 'relax and enjoy' line as the opening?</p>
<p>and also..what was the attitude of the adults towards the children?</p>
<p>protective. was that one of the answers?</p>
<p>yeah....i think that's right</p>
<p>what about the one that was like...what was the conflict between the older ppl and the children?</p>
<p>I wrote protective for that one also. I remember the "relax and enjoy" one was one that I skipped and came back to, do you remember the choices?</p>
<p>That passage about children and adults, were they trying to protect the children from death? that "outside darkness"? trying in a vain attempt to preserve their childhood?That's the feel I got for it anyway, although it could just as well be interpreted as their attempt at protecting the children from the struggles they deal with as adults.</p>
<p>The poem about "lamps" and the fools who admire them, representing the stars.. what did everyone think of it? I had to read through it a few times to make sure I understood it.. one question asked what type of progression the poem has.. some choices were general to personal.. remember?</p>
<p>i think i picked general to personal. one of the others was pessimistic to optimistic.</p>
<p>yeah i put general to personal</p>
<p>one passage was from Jane Austen's Sanditon.. </p>
<p>Charlotte could believe it. She kept her countenance, however, and said, "As far as l can understand what nervous complaints are, I have a great idea of the efficacy of air and exercise for them -- daily, regular exercise -- and I should recommend rather more of it to you than I suspect you are in the habit of taking." "Oh, I am very fond of exercise myself," he replied, "and I mean to walk a great deal while I am here, if the weather is temperate. I shall be out every morning before breakfast and take several turns upon the Terrace, and you will often see me at Trafalgar House."</p>
<p>The poem (something) 101 threw me, kinda. it was just so...bad. The other passages were pretty simple, though. I think i may have aced it.</p>
<p>here are the two poems:</p>
<p>Though dusty wits dare scorn astrology,
And fools can think those lamps of purest light
Whose numbers, ways, greatness, eternity,
Promising wonders, wonder do invite, </p>
<p>To have for no cause birthright in the sky,
But for to spangle the black weeds of night:
Or for some brawl, which in that chamber high,
They should still dance to please a gazer's sight; </p>
<p>For me, I do Nature unidle know,
And know great causes, great effects procure:
And know those bodies high reign on the low. </p>
<p>And if these rules did fail, proof makes me sure,
Who oft fore-judge my after-following race,
By only those two stars in Stella's face. </p>
<p>The Sheaves
--Edwin Arlington Robinson (1896-1935) </p>
<p>Where long the shadows of the wind had rolled,
Green wheat was yielding to the change assigned;
And as by some vast magic undivined
The world was turning slowly into gold.
Like nothing that was ever bought or sold
It waited there, the body and mind;
And with a mighty meaning of a kind
That tells the more the more it is not told.</p>
<p>So in a land where all days are not fair,
Fair days went on till on another day
A thousand golden sheaves were lying there,
Shining and still, but not for long to stay -
As if thousand girls with golden hair
Might rise from where they slept and go away. </p>
<p>i hated the sheaves. :(</p>