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          John Cranna  
           
          One afternoon Chris and I went up the valley to the gold workings to 
          search out wood for the boat he was planning. A century before the upper 
          valley had been well populated with men looking for gold and above the 
          stream bed we came upon a collection of derelict(1) huts and their complicated 
          arrangement of wooden parapets and sluices. We worked on a sluice run 
          until we could free its boards with ease, digging to loosen the framework 
          from the earth. Then Chris stopped and stood up, he held in his hand 
          a long tapered bone from which he shook the remaining traces of soil. 
          What's this ? Leaning forward, he pointed the bone at my chest, he was 
          frowning heavily. You are condemned to take this boat we build and sail 
          in her to the west for all eternity, he said, and I said, Don't joke 
          what kind of animal is it anyway ? 
          We scraped at the earth at the base of the frame and came upon others 
          bones, they were laid out in a pattern that twisted in under the frame 
          posts, and after a while Chris said, I think it's a man. Maybe the miners 
          buried people alive under their buildings for luck, like the Melanesians. 
          But the skeleton was too large to be human, the bones of the legs were 
          exceptionally long and as we uncovered more of it, we could see that 
          the creature had a thin, curved neck like a swan, but much longer and 
          more powerful. Then I said, It's a moa. We both stopped digging and 
          sat back from the skeleton. We shouldn't move it, I said and Chris said, 
          But who is there to show it to ? We sat and looked at the bones for 
          a while, a little afraid aware that the great bird had remained undisturbed 
          for a thousand years. Then Chris said that we should collect the bones 
          and take them to the house where we could piece the skeleton together 
          again, it would be safer there though safer against what he did not 
          say. That evening we sat on the veranda and tried to remember what we 
          knew about the great flightless birds that had ruled the country before 
          man arrived from the north and hunted them into oblivion. We argued 
          about their size and colouring and finally agreed that they had been 
          as high as twelve feet, with powerful scaly legs and a plumage of deepest 
          blue. Chris was certain that they were predators able to catch their 
          victims through theirs great speed across the ground, but I was sure 
          that they did not kill, that they were stately birds who were able to 
          live quietly among the rich grassland of the time. 
          In the days that followed we laid out the bones in a shed(2) beside 
          the house and began to fit them together. I had made a sketch of how 
          they lay and Chris had glued a piece of paper to each bone and numbered 
          it according to my drawing the way we imagined scientists did. Because 
          the skeleton had been twisted where it lay in the earth our attempt 
          to arrange it in its true shape was based partly on how we imagined 
          the bird must once have looked. We worked on the moa late into the evenings 
          the two of us crouched in the shed under an oil lamp with the bones 
          scattered around us arranging adjusting, fitting and matching the pieces 
          we had taken from the earth, until we were light-headed with the effort 
          of it, and still the great bird lay stubbornly misshapen on the floor, 
          less clear now in its form than when we had uncovered it first at the 
          head of the valley. We had been working on the bird now for more than 
          a week, and we sat defeated in front of the skeleton looking down at 
          the bones, which showed ashen white in the dull light from the lamp. 
          Are you sure you didn't make a mistake with the numbering ? I said. 
          Chris stared at me for a moment without speaking then turned back to 
          the bird and I wished that I had said nothing. 
        John Cranna, Archaelogy. 1989 
        (1) derelict : that had not been in use for a long time 
          (2) shed : small building for storing garden tools or equipement 
          
          
        
        
          
        1. Give the names of the main characters. 
        2. The area where the adventure starts has been abandoned for about 
          100 years. Tick the right answer and justify it by quoting from the 
          text. 
          yes no 
        3. When do the main characters find themselves in the following 
          places ? 
          Fill in the grid. 
        
           
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            Time  | 
           
           
            "One afternoon [...] was planning" 
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            the valley  | 
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            "...it would be safer [...] on the veranda" 
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            the veranda | 
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            "In the days [...] and began to ..." 
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            a shed  | 
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        4. Who or what do the underlined pronouns refer to ? 
          "the boat he was planning" 
          "we came upon" 
          "sail in her to the west" 
          "we uncovered more of it" 
        5.What do the main characters find ? Tick the right answer. 
          the skeleton of a swan 
          a human skeleton 
          the skeleton of a great bird 
          a Melanesian boat 
        6. a. The two characters do not agree on what to do with their discovery. 
          Justify this statement by two quotations. (Focus on the sentences from 
          "We scraped [...] " to " [...] for a thousand years."). 
        b. What decision is finally made ? Answer in your own words. (20 
          words). 
        7. Are the two characters scientists ? Justify your answer by quoting 
          from the text. 
          yes no 
        8. "We worked on the moa late into the evenings". 
          What does this sentence imply about their task? 
          Explain in your own words. (20 words). 
        9. Analyse the feelings of the two characters at the end of the 
          extract. 
          Justify your answer by quoting the text. (30 words). 
          Quotations : 
        10. Translate into French. 
          From "Are you sure..." to "I had said nothing". 
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