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OPSC OAS 2018 General Studies Paper-II Official Paper

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Read the following passage and answer the questions that follow the passage. Your answer to these questions should be based on the passage only.

I was sitting next to Missy in my ninth-grade world history class when Mrs. Bartlett announced a new project. In groups, we were to create a newspaper around the culture we were studying.

On a piece of paper, we wrote the names of three friends we wanted in our group. After collecting all the requests, Mrs. B informed us that she would take into consideration the names we chose and would let us know the results the next day. I had no doubt would get the group of my choice. There were only a handful of sociably decent people in the class, and Missy was one of them. I knew we had chosen each other.

The next day, I anxiously awaited the class. After the bell rang, Missy and I stopped talking as Mrs. B called for our attention. She started to call out names. When she reached group three, Missy’s name was called. So I’m in group three, I thought, The second, third and fourth members of the group were called My name was not included, There had to be some mistake  Then I heard it. The last group : "Mauro, Juliette, Rachel, Karina." I could feel the tears well in my eyes. How could that went down to her ankles, and the other girl who wore weird clothes. Oh, how badly I wanted to be with my friends.

I fought back tears as I walked up to Mrs. B. She looked at me and knew what I was there for. I was determined to convince her I should be in the "good” group. "Why.... ?" I started.

She gently placed a hand on my shoulder. "I know what you want, Karina," she said, “but your group needs you. I need you to help them get a passing grade on this assignment. Only you can help them.”

I was stunned. I was humbled. I was amazed. She had seen something in me I hadn’t seen.

“Will you help them ?" she asked.

I stood straighter. “Yes,” I replied. I couldn’t believe it came out of my mouth, but it did. I had committed.

The new project was for

1

Read the following passage and answer the questions that follow the passage. Your answer to these questions should be based on the passage only.

I was sitting next to Missy in my ninth-grade world history class when Mrs. Bartlett announced a new project. In groups, we were to create a newspaper around the culture we were studying.

On a piece of paper, we wrote the names of three friends we wanted in our group. After collecting all the requests, Mrs. B informed us that she would take into consideration the names we chose and would let us know the results the next day. I had no doubt would get the group of my choice. There were only a handful of sociably decent people in the class, and Missy was one of them. I knew we had chosen each other.

The next day, I anxiously awaited the class. After the bell rang, Missy and I stopped talking as Mrs. B called for our attention. She started to call out names. When she reached group three, Missy’s name was called. So I’m in group three, I thought, The second, third and fourth members of the group were called My name was not included, There had to be some mistake  Then I heard it. The last group : "Mauro, Juliette, Rachel, Karina." I could feel the tears well in my eyes. How could that went down to her ankles, and the other girl who wore weird clothes. Oh, how badly I wanted to be with my friends.

I fought back tears as I walked up to Mrs. B. She looked at me and knew what I was there for. I was determined to convince her I should be in the "good” group. "Why.... ?" I started.

She gently placed a hand on my shoulder. "I know what you want, Karina," she said, “but your group needs you. I need you to help them get a passing grade on this assignment. Only you can help them.”

I was stunned. I was humbled. I was amazed. She had seen something in me I hadn’t seen.

“Will you help them ?" she asked.

I stood straighter. “Yes,” I replied. I couldn’t believe it came out of my mouth, but it did. I had committed.

The new project was for

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2

Read the following passage and answer the questions that follow the passage. Your answer to these questions should be based on the passage only.

I was sitting next to Missy in my ninth-grade world history class when Mrs. Bartlett announced a new project. In groups, we were to create a newspaper around the culture we were studying.

On a piece of paper, we wrote the names of three friends we wanted in our group. After collecting all the requests, Mrs. B informed us that she would take into consideration the names we chose and would let us know the results the next day. I had no doubt would get the group of my choice. There were only a handful of sociably decent people in the class, and Missy was one of them. I knew we had chosen each other.

The next day, I anxiously awaited the class. After the bell rang, Missy and I stopped talking as Mrs. B called for our attention. She started to call out names. When she reached group three, Missy’s name was called. So I’m in group three, I thought, The second, third and fourth members of the group were called My name was not included, There had to be some mistake  Then I heard it. The last group : "Mauro, Juliette, Rachel, Karina." I could feel the tears well in my eyes. How could that went down to her ankles, and the other girl who wore weird clothes. Oh, how badly I wanted to be with my friends.

I fought back tears as I walked up to Mrs. B. She looked at me and knew what I was there for. I was determined to convince her I should be in the "good” group. "Why.... ?" I started.

She gently placed a hand on my shoulder. "I know what you want, Karina," she said, “but your group needs you. I need you to help them get a passing grade on this assignment. Only you can help them.”

I was stunned. I was humbled. I was amazed. She had seen something in me I hadn’t seen.

“Will you help them ?" she asked.

I stood straighter. “Yes,” I replied. I couldn’t believe it came out of my mouth, but it did. I had committed.

Missy was included in the group of:

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Read the following passage and answer the questions that follow the passage. Your answer to these questions should be based on the passage only.

I was sitting next to Missy in my ninth-grade world history class when Mrs. Bartlett announced a new project. In groups, we were to create a newspaper around the culture we were studying.

On a piece of paper, we wrote the names of three friends we wanted in our group. After collecting all the requests, Mrs. B informed us that she would take into consideration the names we chose and would let us know the results the next day. I had no doubt would get the group of my choice. There were only a handful of sociably decent people in the class, and Missy was one of them. I knew we had chosen each other.

The next day, I anxiously awaited the class. After the bell rang, Missy and I stopped talking as Mrs. B called for our attention. She started to call out names. When she reached group three, Missy’s name was called. So I’m in group three, I thought, The second, third and fourth members of the group were called My name was not included, There had to be some mistake  Then I heard it. The last group : "Mauro, Juliette, Rachel, Karina." I could feel the tears well in my eyes. How could that went down to her ankles, and the other girl who wore weird clothes. Oh, how badly I wanted to be with my friends.

I fought back tears as I walked up to Mrs. B. She looked at me and knew what I was there for. I was determined to convince her I should be in the "good” group. "Why.... ?" I started.

She gently placed a hand on my shoulder. "I know what you want, Karina," she said, “but your group needs you. I need you to help them get a passing grade on this assignment. Only you can help them.”

I was stunned. I was humbled. I was amazed. She had seen something in me I hadn’t seen.

“Will you help them ?" she asked.

I stood straighter. “Yes,” I replied. I couldn’t believe it came out of my mouth, but it did. I had committed.

Missy was included in the group of:

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3

Read the following passage and answer the questions that follow the passage. Your answer to these questions should be based on the passage only.

I was sitting next to Missy in my ninth-grade world history class when Mrs. Bartlett announced a new project. In groups, we were to create a newspaper around the culture we were studying.

On a piece of paper, we wrote the names of three friends we wanted in our group. After collecting all the requests, Mrs. B informed us that she would take into consideration the names we chose and would let us know the results the next day. I had no doubt would get the group of my choice. There were only a handful of sociably decent people in the class, and Missy was one of them. I knew we had chosen each other.

The next day, I anxiously awaited the class. After the bell rang, Missy and I stopped talking as Mrs. B called for our attention. She started to call out names. When she reached group three, Missy’s name was called. So I’m in group three, I thought, The second, third and fourth members of the group were called My name was not included, There had to be some mistake  Then I heard it. The last group : "Mauro, Juliette, Rachel, Karina." I could feel the tears well in my eyes. How could that went down to her ankles, and the other girl who wore weird clothes. Oh, how badly I wanted to be with my friends.

I fought back tears as I walked up to Mrs. B. She looked at me and knew what I was there for. I was determined to convince her I should be in the "good” group. "Why.... ?" I started.

She gently placed a hand on my shoulder. "I know what you want, Karina," she said, “but your group needs you. I need you to help them get a passing grade on this assignment. Only you can help them.”

I was stunned. I was humbled. I was amazed. She had seen something in me I hadn’t seen.

“Will you help them ?" she asked.

I stood straighter. “Yes,” I replied. I couldn’t believe it came out of my mouth, but it did. I had committed.

Karina did not like her group because

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Read the following passage and answer the questions that follow the passage. Your answer to these questions should be based on the passage only.

I was sitting next to Missy in my ninth-grade world history class when Mrs. Bartlett announced a new project. In groups, we were to create a newspaper around the culture we were studying.

On a piece of paper, we wrote the names of three friends we wanted in our group. After collecting all the requests, Mrs. B informed us that she would take into consideration the names we chose and would let us know the results the next day. I had no doubt would get the group of my choice. There were only a handful of sociably decent people in the class, and Missy was one of them. I knew we had chosen each other.

The next day, I anxiously awaited the class. After the bell rang, Missy and I stopped talking as Mrs. B called for our attention. She started to call out names. When she reached group three, Missy’s name was called. So I’m in group three, I thought, The second, third and fourth members of the group were called My name was not included, There had to be some mistake  Then I heard it. The last group : "Mauro, Juliette, Rachel, Karina." I could feel the tears well in my eyes. How could that went down to her ankles, and the other girl who wore weird clothes. Oh, how badly I wanted to be with my friends.

I fought back tears as I walked up to Mrs. B. She looked at me and knew what I was there for. I was determined to convince her I should be in the "good” group. "Why.... ?" I started.

She gently placed a hand on my shoulder. "I know what you want, Karina," she said, “but your group needs you. I need you to help them get a passing grade on this assignment. Only you can help them.”

I was stunned. I was humbled. I was amazed. She had seen something in me I hadn’t seen.

“Will you help them ?" she asked.

I stood straighter. “Yes,” I replied. I couldn’t believe it came out of my mouth, but it did. I had committed.

Karina did not like her group because

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4

Read the following passage and answer the questions that follow the passage. Your answer to these questions should be based on the passage only.

I was sitting next to Missy in my ninth-grade world history class when Mrs. Bartlett announced a new project. In groups, we were to create a newspaper around the culture we were studying.

On a piece of paper, we wrote the names of three friends we wanted in our group. After collecting all the requests, Mrs. B informed us that she would take into consideration the names we chose and would let us know the results the next day. I had no doubt would get the group of my choice. There were only a handful of sociably decent people in the class, and Missy was one of them. I knew we had chosen each other.

The next day, I anxiously awaited the class. After the bell rang, Missy and I stopped talking as Mrs. B called for our attention. She started to call out names. When she reached group three, Missy’s name was called. So I’m in group three, I thought, The second, third and fourth members of the group were called My name was not included, There had to be some mistake  Then I heard it. The last group : "Mauro, Juliette, Rachel, Karina." I could feel the tears well in my eyes. How could that went down to her ankles, and the other girl who wore weird clothes. Oh, how badly I wanted to be with my friends.

I fought back tears as I walked up to Mrs. B. She looked at me and knew what I was there for. I was determined to convince her I should be in the "good” group. "Why.... ?" I started.

She gently placed a hand on my shoulder. "I know what you want, Karina," she said, “but your group needs you. I need you to help them get a passing grade on this assignment. Only you can help them.”

I was stunned. I was humbled. I was amazed. She had seen something in me I hadn’t seen.

“Will you help them ?" she asked.

I stood straighter. “Yes,” I replied. I couldn’t believe it came out of my mouth, but it did. I had committed.

The teacher, Mrs. B put Karina in that particular group because Karina

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Read the following passage and answer the questions that follow the passage. Your answer to these questions should be based on the passage only.

I was sitting next to Missy in my ninth-grade world history class when Mrs. Bartlett announced a new project. In groups, we were to create a newspaper around the culture we were studying.

On a piece of paper, we wrote the names of three friends we wanted in our group. After collecting all the requests, Mrs. B informed us that she would take into consideration the names we chose and would let us know the results the next day. I had no doubt would get the group of my choice. There were only a handful of sociably decent people in the class, and Missy was one of them. I knew we had chosen each other.

The next day, I anxiously awaited the class. After the bell rang, Missy and I stopped talking as Mrs. B called for our attention. She started to call out names. When she reached group three, Missy’s name was called. So I’m in group three, I thought, The second, third and fourth members of the group were called My name was not included, There had to be some mistake  Then I heard it. The last group : "Mauro, Juliette, Rachel, Karina." I could feel the tears well in my eyes. How could that went down to her ankles, and the other girl who wore weird clothes. Oh, how badly I wanted to be with my friends.

I fought back tears as I walked up to Mrs. B. She looked at me and knew what I was there for. I was determined to convince her I should be in the "good” group. "Why.... ?" I started.

She gently placed a hand on my shoulder. "I know what you want, Karina," she said, “but your group needs you. I need you to help them get a passing grade on this assignment. Only you can help them.”

I was stunned. I was humbled. I was amazed. She had seen something in me I hadn’t seen.

“Will you help them ?" she asked.

I stood straighter. “Yes,” I replied. I couldn’t believe it came out of my mouth, but it did. I had committed.

The teacher, Mrs. B put Karina in that particular group because Karina

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5

Read the following passage and answer the questions that follow the passage. Your answer to these questions should be based on the passage only.

I was sitting next to Missy in my ninth-grade world history class when Mrs. Bartlett announced a new project. In groups, we were to create a newspaper around the culture we were studying.

On a piece of paper, we wrote the names of three friends we wanted in our group. After collecting all the requests, Mrs. B informed us that she would take into consideration the names we chose and would let us know the results the next day. I had no doubt would get the group of my choice. There were only a handful of sociably decent people in the class, and Missy was one of them. I knew we had chosen each other.

The next day, I anxiously awaited the class. After the bell rang, Missy and I stopped talking as Mrs. B called for our attention. She started to call out names. When she reached group three, Missy’s name was called. So I’m in group three, I thought, The second, third and fourth members of the group were called My name was not included, There had to be some mistake  Then I heard it. The last group : "Mauro, Juliette, Rachel, Karina." I could feel the tears well in my eyes. How could that went down to her ankles, and the other girl who wore weird clothes. Oh, how badly I wanted to be with my friends.

I fought back tears as I walked up to Mrs. B. She looked at me and knew what I was there for. I was determined to convince her I should be in the "good” group. "Why.... ?" I started.

She gently placed a hand on my shoulder. "I know what you want, Karina," she said, “but your group needs you. I need you to help them get a passing grade on this assignment. Only you can help them.”

I was stunned. I was humbled. I was amazed. She had seen something in me I hadn’t seen.

“Will you help them ?" she asked.

I stood straighter. “Yes,” I replied. I couldn’t believe it came out of my mouth, but it did. I had committed.

Karina was stunned because

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Read the following passage and answer the questions that follow the passage. Your answer to these questions should be based on the passage only.

I was sitting next to Missy in my ninth-grade world history class when Mrs. Bartlett announced a new project. In groups, we were to create a newspaper around the culture we were studying.

On a piece of paper, we wrote the names of three friends we wanted in our group. After collecting all the requests, Mrs. B informed us that she would take into consideration the names we chose and would let us know the results the next day. I had no doubt would get the group of my choice. There were only a handful of sociably decent people in the class, and Missy was one of them. I knew we had chosen each other.

The next day, I anxiously awaited the class. After the bell rang, Missy and I stopped talking as Mrs. B called for our attention. She started to call out names. When she reached group three, Missy’s name was called. So I’m in group three, I thought, The second, third and fourth members of the group were called My name was not included, There had to be some mistake  Then I heard it. The last group : "Mauro, Juliette, Rachel, Karina." I could feel the tears well in my eyes. How could that went down to her ankles, and the other girl who wore weird clothes. Oh, how badly I wanted to be with my friends.

I fought back tears as I walked up to Mrs. B. She looked at me and knew what I was there for. I was determined to convince her I should be in the "good” group. "Why.... ?" I started.

She gently placed a hand on my shoulder. "I know what you want, Karina," she said, “but your group needs you. I need you to help them get a passing grade on this assignment. Only you can help them.”

I was stunned. I was humbled. I was amazed. She had seen something in me I hadn’t seen.

“Will you help them ?" she asked.

I stood straighter. “Yes,” I replied. I couldn’t believe it came out of my mouth, but it did. I had committed.

Karina was stunned because

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6

Read the following passage and answer the questions that follow the passage. Your answer to these questions should be based on the passage only.

One miserable rainy night, a man named Mark decided to end his life. In his midfifties, Mark had never been married, had never experienced the joy of having children or spending holidays with his family. Both his parents had been dead for seven years. He had a sister but had lost contact with her, He held a menial job that left him unfulfilled. Wet and unhappy, he walked the streets, feeling as If there was nobody in the entire world that cared if he lived or died.

On that same soggy night, I was sitting in my room watching the rain hit my window. I was six years old, and my life revolved around my Star Wars action figure collection. I was dreaming of the day when i'd have earned enough money to add Darth Vader to my new collector’ s case. To help me make money, my father paid me to jog with him. Everyday, at seven o'clock, we jogged together.

And everyday, I was fifty cents closer to getting Darth Vader.

When I heard the doorbell ring, I jumped, from my chair and raced out of my room to the top of the steps. My mother was already at the door. Opening it, she found herself face-to-face with a very disheveled-looking man with tears streaming down his face. My mother, overcome by pity, invited the man inside, and he sat with my parents in our living room.

Curious, I snuck downstairs so that I could get a better look. I couldn’t understand what they were saying, but the sight of the rumpled man, holding his head in his hands and crying, made my chest ache. I raced back upstairs to my room and stuck my hand into my money jar. Pulling out the Kennedy half-dollar I had earned that day, I ran back downstairs.

When I reached the door of the living room, I walked right in. The three adults looked at me in surprise as quickly made my way over to the stranger. I put the half-dollar in “his hand and told him that I wanted him to have it. Then I gave him a hug and turned and ran as fast as I could out of the room and back up the stairs. I felt embarrassed but happy.

Downstairs, Mark sat quietly with his head bowed. Tears streamed down his face as he tightly clutched that coin. Finally looking up-at my parents, he said, “It’s just that I thought nobody cared. For the last twenty years, I have been so alone. That was the first hug I have gotten in - I don't know how long. It's hard to believe that somebody cares.

Mark wanted to end his life because

6

Read the following passage and answer the questions that follow the passage. Your answer to these questions should be based on the passage only.

One miserable rainy night, a man named Mark decided to end his life. In his midfifties, Mark had never been married, had never experienced the joy of having children or spending holidays with his family. Both his parents had been dead for seven years. He had a sister but had lost contact with her, He held a menial job that left him unfulfilled. Wet and unhappy, he walked the streets, feeling as If there was nobody in the entire world that cared if he lived or died.

On that same soggy night, I was sitting in my room watching the rain hit my window. I was six years old, and my life revolved around my Star Wars action figure collection. I was dreaming of the day when i'd have earned enough money to add Darth Vader to my new collector’ s case. To help me make money, my father paid me to jog with him. Everyday, at seven o'clock, we jogged together.

And everyday, I was fifty cents closer to getting Darth Vader.

When I heard the doorbell ring, I jumped, from my chair and raced out of my room to the top of the steps. My mother was already at the door. Opening it, she found herself face-to-face with a very disheveled-looking man with tears streaming down his face. My mother, overcome by pity, invited the man inside, and he sat with my parents in our living room.

Curious, I snuck downstairs so that I could get a better look. I couldn’t understand what they were saying, but the sight of the rumpled man, holding his head in his hands and crying, made my chest ache. I raced back upstairs to my room and stuck my hand into my money jar. Pulling out the Kennedy half-dollar I had earned that day, I ran back downstairs.

When I reached the door of the living room, I walked right in. The three adults looked at me in surprise as quickly made my way over to the stranger. I put the half-dollar in “his hand and told him that I wanted him to have it. Then I gave him a hug and turned and ran as fast as I could out of the room and back up the stairs. I felt embarrassed but happy.

Downstairs, Mark sat quietly with his head bowed. Tears streamed down his face as he tightly clutched that coin. Finally looking up-at my parents, he said, “It’s just that I thought nobody cared. For the last twenty years, I have been so alone. That was the first hug I have gotten in - I don't know how long. It's hard to believe that somebody cares.

Mark wanted to end his life because

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7

Read the following passage and answer the questions that follow the passage. Your answer to these questions should be based on the passage only.

One miserable rainy night, a man named Mark decided to end his life. In his midfifties, Mark had never been married, had never experienced the joy of having children or spending holidays with his family. Both his parents had been dead for seven years. He had a sister but had lost contact with her, He held a menial job that left him unfulfilled. Wet and unhappy, he walked the streets, feeling as If there was nobody in the entire world that cared if he lived or died.

On that same soggy night, I was sitting in my room watching the rain hit my window. I was six years old, and my life revolved around my Star Wars action figure collection. I was dreaming of the day when i'd have earned enough money to add Darth Vader to my new collector’ s case. To help me make money, my father paid me to jog with him. Everyday, at seven o'clock, we jogged together.

And everyday, I was fifty cents closer to getting Darth Vader.

When I heard the doorbell ring, I jumped, from my chair and raced out of my room to the top of the steps. My mother was already at the door. Opening it, she found herself face-to-face with a very disheveled-looking man with tears streaming down his face. My mother, overcome by pity, invited the man inside, and he sat with my parents in our living room.

Curious, I snuck downstairs so that I could get a better look. I couldn’t understand what they were saying, but the sight of the rumpled man, holding his head in his hands and crying, made my chest ache. I raced back upstairs to my room and stuck my hand into my money jar. Pulling out the Kennedy half-dollar I had earned that day, I ran back downstairs.

When I reached the door of the living room, I walked right in. The three adults looked at me in surprise as quickly made my way over to the stranger. I put the half-dollar in “his hand and told him that I wanted him to have it. Then I gave him a hug and turned and ran as fast as I could out of the room and back up the stairs. I felt embarrassed but happy.

Downstairs, Mark sat quietly with his head bowed. Tears streamed down his face as he tightly clutched that coin. Finally looking up-at my parents, he said, “It’s just that I thought nobody cared. For the last twenty years, I have been so alone. That was the first hug I have gotten in - I don't know how long. It's hard to believe that somebody cares.

That little boy was fond of

7

Read the following passage and answer the questions that follow the passage. Your answer to these questions should be based on the passage only.

One miserable rainy night, a man named Mark decided to end his life. In his midfifties, Mark had never been married, had never experienced the joy of having children or spending holidays with his family. Both his parents had been dead for seven years. He had a sister but had lost contact with her, He held a menial job that left him unfulfilled. Wet and unhappy, he walked the streets, feeling as If there was nobody in the entire world that cared if he lived or died.

On that same soggy night, I was sitting in my room watching the rain hit my window. I was six years old, and my life revolved around my Star Wars action figure collection. I was dreaming of the day when i'd have earned enough money to add Darth Vader to my new collector’ s case. To help me make money, my father paid me to jog with him. Everyday, at seven o'clock, we jogged together.

And everyday, I was fifty cents closer to getting Darth Vader.

When I heard the doorbell ring, I jumped, from my chair and raced out of my room to the top of the steps. My mother was already at the door. Opening it, she found herself face-to-face with a very disheveled-looking man with tears streaming down his face. My mother, overcome by pity, invited the man inside, and he sat with my parents in our living room.

Curious, I snuck downstairs so that I could get a better look. I couldn’t understand what they were saying, but the sight of the rumpled man, holding his head in his hands and crying, made my chest ache. I raced back upstairs to my room and stuck my hand into my money jar. Pulling out the Kennedy half-dollar I had earned that day, I ran back downstairs.

When I reached the door of the living room, I walked right in. The three adults looked at me in surprise as quickly made my way over to the stranger. I put the half-dollar in “his hand and told him that I wanted him to have it. Then I gave him a hug and turned and ran as fast as I could out of the room and back up the stairs. I felt embarrassed but happy.

Downstairs, Mark sat quietly with his head bowed. Tears streamed down his face as he tightly clutched that coin. Finally looking up-at my parents, he said, “It’s just that I thought nobody cared. For the last twenty years, I have been so alone. That was the first hug I have gotten in - I don't know how long. It's hard to believe that somebody cares.

That little boy was fond of

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OPSC OAS 2018 General Studies Paper-II Official Paper
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Read the following passage and answer the questions that follow the passage. Your answer to these questions should be based on the passage only.

One miserable rainy night, a man named Mark decided to end his life. In his midfifties, Mark had never been married, had never experienced the joy of having children or spending holidays with his family. Both his parents had been dead for seven years. He had a sister but had lost contact with her, He held a menial job that left him unfulfilled. Wet and unhappy, he walked the streets, feeling as If there was nobody in the entire world that cared if he lived or died.

On that same soggy night, I was sitting in my room watching the rain hit my window. I was six years old, and my life revolved around my Star Wars action figure collection. I was dreaming of the day when i'd have earned enough money to add Darth Vader to my new collector’ s case. To help me make money, my father paid me to jog with him. Everyday, at seven o'clock, we jogged together.

And everyday, I was fifty cents closer to getting Darth Vader.

When I heard the doorbell ring, I jumped, from my chair and raced out of my room to the top of the steps. My mother was already at the door. Opening it, she found herself face-to-face with a very disheveled-looking man with tears streaming down his face. My mother, overcome by pity, invited the man inside, and he sat with my parents in our living room.

Curious, I snuck downstairs so that I could get a better look. I couldn’t understand what they were saying, but the sight of the rumpled man, holding his head in his hands and crying, made my chest ache. I raced back upstairs to my room and stuck my hand into my money jar. Pulling out the Kennedy half-dollar I had earned that day, I ran back downstairs.

When I reached the door of the living room, I walked right in. The three adults looked at me in surprise as quickly made my way over to the stranger. I put the half-dollar in “his hand and told him that I wanted him to have it. Then I gave him a hug and turned and ran as fast as I could out of the room and back up the stairs. I felt embarrassed but happy.

Downstairs, Mark sat quietly with his head bowed. Tears streamed down his face as he tightly clutched that coin. Finally looking up-at my parents, he said, “It’s just that I thought nobody cared. For the last twenty years, I have been so alone. That was the first hug I have gotten in - I don't know how long. It's hard to believe that somebody cares.

The visitor was a

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Read the following passage and answer the questions that follow the passage. Your answer to these questions should be based on the passage only.

One miserable rainy night, a man named Mark decided to end his life. In his midfifties, Mark had never been married, had never experienced the joy of having children or spending holidays with his family. Both his parents had been dead for seven years. He had a sister but had lost contact with her, He held a menial job that left him unfulfilled. Wet and unhappy, he walked the streets, feeling as If there was nobody in the entire world that cared if he lived or died.

On that same soggy night, I was sitting in my room watching the rain hit my window. I was six years old, and my life revolved around my Star Wars action figure collection. I was dreaming of the day when i'd have earned enough money to add Darth Vader to my new collector’ s case. To help me make money, my father paid me to jog with him. Everyday, at seven o'clock, we jogged together.

And everyday, I was fifty cents closer to getting Darth Vader.

When I heard the doorbell ring, I jumped, from my chair and raced out of my room to the top of the steps. My mother was already at the door. Opening it, she found herself face-to-face with a very disheveled-looking man with tears streaming down his face. My mother, overcome by pity, invited the man inside, and he sat with my parents in our living room.

Curious, I snuck downstairs so that I could get a better look. I couldn’t understand what they were saying, but the sight of the rumpled man, holding his head in his hands and crying, made my chest ache. I raced back upstairs to my room and stuck my hand into my money jar. Pulling out the Kennedy half-dollar I had earned that day, I ran back downstairs.

When I reached the door of the living room, I walked right in. The three adults looked at me in surprise as quickly made my way over to the stranger. I put the half-dollar in “his hand and told him that I wanted him to have it. Then I gave him a hug and turned and ran as fast as I could out of the room and back up the stairs. I felt embarrassed but happy.

Downstairs, Mark sat quietly with his head bowed. Tears streamed down his face as he tightly clutched that coin. Finally looking up-at my parents, he said, “It’s just that I thought nobody cared. For the last twenty years, I have been so alone. That was the first hug I have gotten in - I don't know how long. It's hard to believe that somebody cares.

The visitor was a

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OPSC OAS 2018 General Studies Paper-II Official Paper
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