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Directions Read all the directions for each question carefully and think about the answer. This Assesslet contains one passage and five items. Questions 1, 2, and 3 are selected response items where you choose the one BEST answer. Answer each question by filling in the circle on your answer document. Question 4 is a constructed response item. Write your answer on the lines provided on your answer document. Question 5 is an extended writing prompt. Use the scratch paper provided to plan your writing. Then, write your essay on the lines provided on your answer document. Be sure to write your answers in the spaces provided on the answer document. Copyright 2016. All Rights Reserved.
Excerpt from Frankenstein by Mary Shelley Frankenstein is a novel written by Mary Shelley and published in London in 1818. The novel tells the story of Victor Frankenstein, a scientist who creates his own creature, often referred to as Frankenstein s monster. The following is an excerpt from Frankenstein. Winter, spring, and summer passed away during my labours; but I did not watch the blossom or the expanding leaves sights which before always yielded me supreme delight so deeply was I engrossed in my occupation. The leaves of that year had withered before my work drew near to a close, and now every day showed me more plainly how well I had succeeded. But my enthusiasm was checked by my anxiety, and I appeared rather like one doomed by slavery to toil in the mines, or any other unwholesome trade than an artist occupied by his favourite employment. Every night I was oppressed by a slow fever, and I became nervous to a most painful degree; the fall of a leaf startled me, and I shunned my fellow creatures as if I had been guilty of a crime. Sometimes I grew alarmed at the wreck I perceived that I had become; the energy of my purpose alone sustained me: my labours would soon end, and I believed that exercise and amusement would then drive away incipient i disease; and I promised myself both of these when my creation should be complete. It was on a dreary night of November that I beheld the accomplishment of my toils. With an anxiety that almost amounted to agony, I collected the instruments of life around me, that I might infuse a spark of being into the lifeless thing that lay at my feet. It was already one in the morning; the rain pattered dismally against the panes, and my candle was nearly burnt out, when, by the glimmer of the half-extinguished light, I saw the dull yellow eye of the creature open; it breathed hard, and a convulsive motion agitated its limbs. How can I describe my emotions at this catastrophe, or how delineate the wretch whom with such infinite pains and care I had endeavoured to form? His limbs were in proportion, and I had selected his features as beautiful. Beautiful! Great God! His yellow skin scarcely covered the work of muscles and arteries beneath; his hair was of a lustrous black, and flowing; his teeth of a pearly whiteness; but these luxuriances only formed a more horrid contrast with his watery eyes, that seemed almost of the same colour as the dun-white sockets in which they were set, his shrivelled complexion and straight black lips. Copyright 2016. All Rights Reserved. 1
The different accidents of life are not so changeable as the feelings of human nature. I had worked hard for nearly two years, for the sole purpose of infusing life into an inanimate body. For this I had deprived myself of rest and health. I had desired it with an ardour that far exceeded moderation; but now that I had finished, the beauty of the dream vanished, and breathless horror and disgust filled my heart. Unable to endure the aspect of the being I had created, I rushed out of the room and continued a long time traversing my bed-chamber, unable to compose my mind to sleep. At length lassitude succeeded to the tumult I had before endured, and I threw myself on the bed in my clothes, endeavouring to seek a few moments of forgetfulness. But it was in vain; I slept, indeed, but I was disturbed by the wildest dreams. I thought I saw Elizabeth ii, in the bloom of health, walking in the streets of Ingolstadt iii. Delighted and surprised, I embraced her, but as I imprinted the first kiss on her lips, they became livid iv with the hue of death; her features appeared to change, and I thought that I held the corpse of my dead mother in my arms v ; a shroud enveloped her form, and I saw the grave-worms crawling in the folds of the flannel. I started from my sleep with horror; a cold dew covered my forehead, my teeth chattered, and every limb became convulsed; when, by the dim and yellow light of the moon, as it forced its way through the window shutters, I beheld the wretch the miserable monster whom I had created. He held up the curtain of the bed; and his eyes, if eyes they may be called, were fixed on me. His jaws opened, and he muttered some inarticulate sounds, while a grin wrinkled his cheeks. He might have spoken, but I did not hear; one hand was stretched out, seemingly to detain me, but I escaped and rushed downstairs. I took refuge in the courtyard belonging to the house which I inhabited, where I remained during the rest of the night, walking up and down in the greatest agitation, listening attentively, catching and fearing each sound as if it were to announce the approach of the demoniacal corpse to which I had so miserably given life. Oh! No mortal could support the horror of that countenance. A mummy again endued with animation could not be so hideous as that wretch. I had gazed on him while unfinished; he was ugly then, but when those muscles and joints were rendered capable of motion, it became a thing such as even Dante could not have conceived. i developing; just beginning ii Dr. Frankenstein s fiancé iii city in Germany iv blue v In this passage, Dr. Frankenstein is dreaming about his fiancé morphing into his deceased mother Copyright 2016. All Rights Reserved. 2
1. Which of the following BEST describes the narrator s reaction to the creature over time? A. The narrator is anxious while working but angry about the final creation. B. The narrator is anxious while working but disgusted at the final creation. C. The narrator is proud while working but ashamed of the final creation. D. The narrator is proud while working but confused by the final creation. 2. What is the meaning of the word lassitude as it is used in the text? At length lassitude succeeded to the tumult I had before endured, and I threw myself on the bed in my clothes, endeavouring to seek a few moments of forgetfulness. A. absentmindedness B. fearfulness C. outrageousness D. tiredness Copyright 2016. All Rights Reserved. 3
3. What effect does the narrator s dream about Elizabeth have on the story? A. It reveals key information. B. It introduces a plot twist. C. It builds tension. D. It adds mystery. 4. Mary Shelley wrote Frankenstein to express her fear of humanity tampering with nature. The passage you have read is when the narrator discovers the error of his ways. Explain how the author establishes the theme that man should not tamper with nature in this passage. Use at least two details from the passage to support your answer. Write your answer on the lines provided on your answer document. Copyright 2016. All Rights Reserved. 4
5. This passage was written from Dr. Frankenstein s perspective. How would the excerpt be different if the Monster were narrating? Rewrite the portion of the passage when the Monster wakes up from its perspective. Use the scratch paper provided to plan your writing. Then, write your story on the lines provided on your answer document. Copyright 2016. All Rights Reserved. 5