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Shakespeare’s 400th anniversary: ‘man of Stratford’ to be celebrated in 2016 Maev Kennedy

  The world shares him and London claims him
but Stratford-upon-Avon intends to spend 2016
celebrating William Shakespeare as their man: the
bard of Avon, born in the Warwickshire market town
[5] in 1564, who died there 400 years ago.
  Stratford remained hugely important during
Shakespeare’s life, says Paul Edmondson, the head of
learning and research at the Shakespeare Birthplace
Trust. “People often see Shakespeare as someone
[10] who turned his back on Stratford and his family, went
to London to earn his fortune and only came back to
die,” he said. “But Stratford is where he bought land
and property, where he kept his library, where he lived
and read and thought. We are going to spend the year
[15] re-emphasizing the importance of Shakespeare, the
man of Stratford.”
  The anniversary of the death of the man from
Stratford, the most famous and the most performed
playwright in the world, will be celebrated across
[20] Britain and the globe. Macbeth will open in Singapore,
Romeo and Juliet in Brussels. Shakespeare’s Globe is
completing the first world tour in the history of theatre.
It has taken Hamlet to every country except North
Korea. In London, they are also creating a 37-screen
[25] pop-up cinema, one screen to showcase each of
Shakespeare’s plays.
  The National Theatre, the Royal Shakespeare
Company and nearly every other theatre production
company in the country will celebrate the anniversary.
[30] Interpretations of the plays will range from the highly
traditional to the experimental. There will also be
hundreds of lectures, recitals, international academic
conferences, films, concerts, operas and major
exhibitions.
[35]   For a man famous in his own lifetime, there is little
documentary evidence for Shakespeare’s life and
times. The plays would probably not have survived if
his friends and fellow actors had not gathered together
every bit of every play they could find – drafts, prompt
[40] scripts, scribbled actors’ parts and 17 plays not known
in any other version – into the precious First Folio
published in 1623, seven years after Shakespeare’s
death.

Adapted from The Guardian: shakespeares-400th-anniversaryintermediate/555073.article; 1 January, 2016

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ARCHEOLOGY: Starting Out

When my longtime childhood ambition of becoming
a surgeon was derailed by the onset of adolescent
squeamishness – specifically, a dread of blood – I
turned to archeology. The sere, crumbly atmosphere of
[5] a dig, as I envisioned it, seemed a welcome relief from
the maelstrom I now perceived to be teeming within
the human body. This was in the nineteen-seventies,
when archeology was a glamour profession.

I decided to take a year off before starting college and
[10] devote myself to salaried excavation in exotic places. I
had grown up in San Francisco and had left the United
States only for occasional family trips to Mexico. I’m
not sure which part of this vision most enthralled me:
myself prying human bones and lustrous vessels from
[15] the soil of Asia or Africa, or the forgotten lives I pictured
humming just _____ that soil, awaiting my discovery.
After weeks of anxiously checking the mail for job
offers and plane tickets, I received a single reply, from
a professor at Berkeley. His avuncular tone failed to
[20] entirely blunt the gist of his message: Our graduate
students pay us to come on digs. And you are not even
remotely qualified.

Stung, I turned to some of the small pay-to-participate
digs I’d seen advertised in the newsletter. In September
[25] of 1980, as most of my high-school friends were
starting college, I shelled out two or three hundred
dollars plus airfare (my earnings from long hours
______the counter of a Haight Street cafe) to join a
three-week dig in Kampsville, Illinois.

[30] The exoticism of Kampsville was not the sort I’d
craved. The real shock was the square metre of earth
– delineated by strings attached to pegs – that was the
extent of my archeological domain. We weren’t allowed
to sit on our squares, only to squat. Nor were we to
[35] dig on our dig, only to skim away fine layers of earth
with a scalpel, lowering the surface of our metre over
the course of days, until the objects embedded there
– projectile points or pottery shards – rested on top.
This soil-shaving took place ______ a scouring sun, in
[40] ninety-degree temperatures. By day two, I was craving
stewed prunes long before lunchtime. By day three,
I’d renounced my goal of becoming an archeologist.

Still, the archeology fantasy had been irrevocably
dispelled, and by October I was back at my cafe job
[45] with a fresh goal: save enough money to travel to
Europe. But my sojourn in Kampsville has stayed
with me – the sensation I had of scraping away the
layers ______ myself and a lost world, in search of
its occupants.

Egan, Jennifer. The New Yorker 87.17 (Jun 13-Jun 20, 2011): n/a (adapted)

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ARCHEOLOGY: Starting Out

When my longtime childhood ambition of becoming
a surgeon was derailed by the onset of adolescent
squeamishness – specifically, a dread of blood – I
turned to archeology. The sere, crumbly atmosphere of
[5] a dig, as I envisioned it, seemed a welcome relief from
the maelstrom I now perceived to be teeming within
the human body. This was in the nineteen-seventies,
when archeology was a glamour profession.

I decided to take a year off before starting college and
[10] devote myself to salaried excavation in exotic places. I
had grown up in San Francisco and had left the United
States only for occasional family trips to Mexico. I’m
not sure which part of this vision most enthralled me:
myself prying human bones and lustrous vessels from
[15] the soil of Asia or Africa, or the forgotten lives I pictured
humming just _____ that soil, awaiting my discovery.
After weeks of anxiously checking the mail for job
offers and plane tickets, I received a single reply, from
a professor at Berkeley. His avuncular tone failed to
[20] entirely blunt the gist of his message: Our graduate
students pay us to come on digs. And you are not even
remotely qualified.

Stung, I turned to some of the small pay-to-participate
digs I’d seen advertised in the newsletter. In September
[25] of 1980, as most of my high-school friends were
starting college, I shelled out two or three hundred
dollars plus airfare (my earnings from long hours
______the counter of a Haight Street cafe) to join a
three-week dig in Kampsville, Illinois.

[30] The exoticism of Kampsville was not the sort I’d
craved. The real shock was the square metre of earth
– delineated by strings attached to pegs – that was the
extent of my archeological domain. We weren’t allowed
to sit on our squares, only to squat. Nor were we to
[35] dig on our dig, only to skim away fine layers of earth
with a scalpel, lowering the surface of our metre over
the course of days, until the objects embedded there
– projectile points or pottery shards – rested on top.
This soil-shaving took place ______ a scouring sun, in
[40] ninety-degree temperatures. By day two, I was craving
stewed prunes long before lunchtime. By day three,
I’d renounced my goal of becoming an archeologist.

Still, the archeology fantasy had been irrevocably
dispelled, and by October I was back at my cafe job
[45] with a fresh goal: save enough money to travel to
Europe. But my sojourn in Kampsville has stayed
with me – the sensation I had of scraping away the
layers ______ myself and a lost world, in search of
its occupants.

Egan, Jennifer. The New Yorker 87.17 (Jun 13-Jun 20, 2011): n/a (adapted)

INSTRUCTION: Answer question according to text.

TEXT 

ARCHEOLOGY: Starting Out

When my longtime childhood ambition of becoming
a surgeon was derailed by the onset of adolescent
squeamishness – specifically, a dread of blood – I
turned to archeology. The sere, crumbly atmosphere of
[5] a dig, as I envisioned it, seemed a welcome relief from
the maelstrom I now perceived to be teeming within
the human body. This was in the nineteen-seventies,
when archeology was a glamour profession.

I decided to take a year off before starting college and
[10] devote myself to salaried excavation in exotic places. I
had grown up in San Francisco and had left the United
States only for occasional family trips to Mexico. I’m
not sure which part of this vision most enthralled me:
myself prying human bones and lustrous vessels from
[15] the soil of Asia or Africa, or the forgotten lives I pictured
humming just _____ that soil, awaiting my discovery.
After weeks of anxiously checking the mail for job
offers and plane tickets, I received a single reply, from
a professor at Berkeley. His avuncular tone failed to
[20] entirely blunt the gist of his message: Our graduate
students pay us to come on digs. And you are not even
remotely qualified.

Stung, I turned to some of the small pay-to-participate
digs I’d seen advertised in the newsletter. In September
[25] of 1980, as most of my high-school friends were
starting college, I shelled out two or three hundred
dollars plus airfare (my earnings from long hours
______the counter of a Haight Street cafe) to join a
three-week dig in Kampsville, Illinois.

[30] The exoticism of Kampsville was not the sort I’d
craved. The real shock was the square metre of earth
– delineated by strings attached to pegs – that was the
extent of my archeological domain. We weren’t allowed
to sit on our squares, only to squat. Nor were we to
[35] dig on our dig, only to skim away fine layers of earth
with a scalpel, lowering the surface of our metre over
the course of days, until the objects embedded there
– projectile points or pottery shards – rested on top.
This soil-shaving took place ______ a scouring sun, in
[40] ninety-degree temperatures. By day two, I was craving
stewed prunes long before lunchtime. By day three,
I’d renounced my goal of becoming an archeologist.

Still, the archeology fantasy had been irrevocably
dispelled, and by October I was back at my cafe job
[45] with a fresh goal: save enough money to travel to
Europe. But my sojourn in Kampsville has stayed
with me – the sensation I had of scraping away the
layers ______ myself and a lost world, in search of
its occupants.

Egan, Jennifer. The New Yorker 87.17 (Jun 13-Jun 20, 2011): n/a (adapted)

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  UNITED NATIONS, May 11, 2015 (IPS/GIN) –
Speaking at the U.N. Security Council, Federica
Mogherini, High Representative of the European
Union for Foreign Affairs, called on the international
[5] community to take urgent steps to end the
Mediterranean crisis and dismantle the human
smuggling rings that facilitate it.
  “The EU is united and we will work, but we cannot
work alone. We need to share and act together, as it’s
[10] a EU responsibility and a global responsibility, “said
Mogherini.
  In 2014, 3,300 migrants died while fleeing their
countries of origin to enter Europe. Three people out
of four perished in the Mediterranean Sea, and 2015
[15] looks set to be even worse, added Mogherini.
  According to the U.N. Refugee Agency (UNHCR)
about 60,000 men, women and children have crossed
the Mediterranean this year, and 1,800 of them have
tragically died during the journey.
[20]   “Saving lives and preventing the loss of lives at
sea is a top responsibility that we all share, not only as
Europeans but globally,” Mogherini said at the Council
briefing, adding that an exceptional situation requires
an immediate strategy to solve the crisis.
[25]   The Mediterranean problem is a structural problem
rooted in poverty, increasing inequality, conflicts and
human rights violations in African and Middle Eastern
countries and beyond, including the situation in Syria,
Afghanistan and the Horn of Africa, said the European
[30] High Representative.
  Also speaking at the Council was Antonio Tete,
Permanent Representative Observer of the African
Union to the U.N., who underlined that smuggling of
migrants has emerged due to several factors that lead
[35] people in many African countries to escape from abject
poverty, climate change, water scarcity, insufficient
progress in employment and rising inequality.
  “This humanitarian emergency is also a security
crisis, since smuggling networks are linked to finance
[40] and terrorist activities, which contributes to instability
in a region that is already unstable enough,” Mogherini
said.
  If the international community fails to frame its
response to the crisis, it will be a “moral failure,” said
[45] Peter Sutherland, the Special Representative of the
Secretary-General for International Migration.

Ieri, Valentina. Global Information Network [New York] 11 May 2015.

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  UNITED NATIONS, May 11, 2015 (IPS/GIN) –
Speaking at the U.N. Security Council, Federica
Mogherini, High Representative of the European
Union for Foreign Affairs, called on the international
[5] community to take urgent steps to end the
Mediterranean crisis and dismantle the human
smuggling rings that facilitate it.
  “The EU is united and we will work, but we cannot
work alone. We need to share and act together, as it’s
[10] a EU responsibility and a global responsibility, “said
Mogherini.
  In 2014, 3,300 migrants died while fleeing their
countries of origin to enter Europe. Three people out
of four perished in the Mediterranean Sea, and 2015
[15] looks set to be even worse, added Mogherini.
  According to the U.N. Refugee Agency (UNHCR)
about 60,000 men, women and children have crossed
the Mediterranean this year, and 1,800 of them have
tragically died during the journey.
[20]   “Saving lives and preventing the loss of lives at
sea is a top responsibility that we all share, not only as
Europeans but globally,” Mogherini said at the Council
briefing, adding that an exceptional situation requires
an immediate strategy to solve the crisis.
[25]   The Mediterranean problem is a structural problem
rooted in poverty, increasing inequality, conflicts and
human rights violations in African and Middle Eastern
countries and beyond, including the situation in Syria,
Afghanistan and the Horn of Africa, said the European
[30] High Representative.
  Also speaking at the Council was Antonio Tete,
Permanent Representative Observer of the African
Union to the U.N., who underlined that smuggling of
migrants has emerged due to several factors that lead
[35] people in many African countries to escape from abject
poverty, climate change, water scarcity, insufficient
progress in employment and rising inequality.
  “This humanitarian emergency is also a security
crisis, since smuggling networks are linked to finance
[40] and terrorist activities, which contributes to instability
in a region that is already unstable enough,” Mogherini
said.
  If the international community fails to frame its
response to the crisis, it will be a “moral failure,” said
[45] Peter Sutherland, the Special Representative of the
Secretary-General for International Migration.

Ieri, Valentina. Global Information Network [New York] 11 May 2015.