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Initial test IX

Last updated 7 months ago
20 questions
Choose the correct option to fill in the blanks.
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I ..... tennis every Sunday morning.

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Don't make so much noise. Noriko ..... to study for her ESL test!

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Does Miko know about the party next week? - I'm not sure. I ………………. her when I see her.

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Hi, Miyuki. …………….. anything at the weekend? - No, I've got nothing planned at the moment.

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I …………………. to bed very late last night.

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I ……………. tennis yesterday.

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...... many times every winter in Frankfurt.

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How many students in your class ..... from Korea?

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I bought a new computer last week, but it ……………………. so I took it back to the shop.

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That's a lovely scarf! Where ……………. it?

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I had no time to do my homework last night but I ....... it in the car on the way to school. (finish)

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I ....... a pencil under my chair. Is it yours? (find)

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I ....... a spider in my bed last night, so I slept downstairs on the couch! (find)

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My phone ....... 20 times already this morning and it's only 10.30! (ring)

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I have gone swimming once a week since I ....... in Germany. (live)

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Describe the first day of highschool.

Read the fragment below and, for questions 1 -4, choose the correct answer A, B or C:

Max Howard nearly choked on his waffle. “You’re what?!” He knew he should have been suspicious when his parents had suggested a second waffle of the day. They had just left the Grand Place, the enormous square in the center of Brussels where tourists gawked at the ornate gold-adorned buildings. It was their third day in Belgium, and his mother had wanted to take a family photo there. Max had figured she would post it on Facebook with some goofy comment like “Beginning our exciting year in Europe!” This was Max’s first time in Europe, and, like most of what he’d seen so far, the Grand Place didn’t seem real. The narrow cobblestone streets around it were filled with chocolate shops, waffle stands and souvenir stores selling beer steins and key chains of the Manneken Pis, the statue of the little peeing boy that was Brussels’s mascot. Tourists speaking in a babble of languages passed by their table outside the waffle shop, and although it felt like morning, waiters were beginning to change the café chalkboards for dinner. But even in his jet-lagged fog, Max knew there was something very wrong with what his parents had just told him.
“I thought I was going to the American school. Like Claire.”
He stared across the metal café table at his older sister. Had she known about this? But she just tossed her long blond hair and continued texting one of her millions of friends back home. Max felt like ripping the phone out of her hands and shouting, “Traitor!” In Washington, she’d always told him everything their parents were up to; she’d even given him strategies on how to keep them from freaking out about his grades. But she had been even angrier than Max when their parents had announced that they were moving to Brussels for a year so their father could be a defense consultant to NATO, a military alliance founded to protect Europe from Russia. And now, she was making it clear that he was on his own.
His mom leaned in from the chair beside his. She was small, not much bigger than him, but she somehow still managed to make Max feel trapped.
“Claire’s in high school. She can’t have an adventure like you.”
But the word “adventure” didn’t fool Max. He knew what she was really saying: Claire is an A student on track to go to Harvard or Yale. You barely passed sixth grade, and we’re afraid you’re going to end up living in our basement.
Max turned to his father. He was sipping a tiny European coffee, but with his sunburned face, cargo shorts and Marine Corps Marathon T-shirt, he was clearly American. Max hadn’t seen a single man in shorts outside the Grand Place.
“Dad?”
Max knew his parents rarely agreed. But his father just smiled, as if he knew what Max was up to, and shook his head.
“It’s a good idea, Max.”
Max stared at his parents in disgust. He would have included Claire too, if she’d bothered to look up from her phone.
“Um, you know I don’t speak French?”
“You’ll learn,” his father said.
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Max felt that Brussels didn’t seem real because

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Max and his family had come to Brussels

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Max felt that he was on his own because

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Max was angry with his parents because