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Questão 43 75670
CESUMAR 2012/1Medical information on the web has pros and cons
By Christian Vey
Jan 2, 2012
You feel a twinge in your stomach and there is no
obvious explanation. Or maybe, for no apparent
reason, you get a stabbing headache. To whom - or to
what - do you turn first? According to various studies,
there is a good chance it is the internet.
'About 65 per cent of respondents now state that they
have recently searched for health content on the
internet,' said Marie-Luise Dierks, co-director of the
Hanover Patients' University, an independent
education institution at Hanover Medical School in
Germany. Some, though by no means all of them, try
to diagnose themselves.
Independently researching a health-related matter on
the internet can indeed be useful, said Dierks, who
said it is a good way to boost one's self-reliance and
confidence in dealing with illnesses, doctors and
medicine. But she added a caveat: 'It's important,
however, that information from the web always be
called into question.'
Health care professionals are divided on the internet
as a source of medical information.
'There is nothing wrong with informing oneself,' said
Ursula Marschall, medical director of a German public
health insurance company. But she said it is
dangerous to regard the internet as more credible than
one's doctor. Noting that 'patients always have their
own notions about their illness,' she said those who
did internet research were at risk of latching onto
information that supports their preconceptions, even if
these latter ones are completely wrong.
Maria Gropalis, a psychologist at Mainz University's
Department of Psychology, also sees risks. 'The
danger of misinformation is very high on the internet.
The overabundance of information can be a problem
as well' - particularly for hypochondriacs, she said.
'There's the risk that the internet will intensify existing
fears.'
A word has even been coined for unfounded anxiety
concerning the state of one's health brought on by
visiting medical websites: 'cyberchondria.' While
Gropalis views the neologism as mainly a vogue word,
she said the phenomenon it described was definitely a
modern variety of hypochondria.
www.monstersandcritics.com/news/health/news/article_1683515.php/Medical-information-on-the-web-has-pros-and-cons. Adaptado.
No trecho do terceiro parágrafo -- Independently researching a health-related matter on the internet can indeed be useful — a palavra indeed indica
Questão 17 50621
UCS Vestibular de Verão 2012SHADOW TRAIN
An Arizona Ghost Story retold by
S. E. Schlosser
[1] A young miner was on his way to Dos Cabezas, where he heard there was a good chance of finding gold, when
he found himself lost and alone in the plains just north of the Dragoon Mountains. In the hot sun of midday, his burro
died because of the heat and the miner knew that he would shortly follow if he did not find a place to hide from the
sun and something to drink.
[5] The landscape oscillated before his eyes, and he tried to keep on walking, determined not to drop. But the heat
of the desert invaded his body and he started to perambulate. Then he collapsed.
He was awakened by a constant chug-chug sound. He raised his head from the hard and dry ground and
looked around him. It sounded like a train was approaching. But that was impossible. There were no tracks in this
inhospitable location, and no town for miles. Clackity-clack. Clackity-clack. The sound came again, louder this time.
[10] Chug-chug- chug. Then he heard the sound of an engine. He was hallucinating, he decided.
The miner put his head on his arms and waited for death to come. As he was there, feeling extremely hot, he
seemed to hear the words of the old miner who had told him about the good mining sites in the north. The
grey-haired man had spoken of a shadow train that had appeared out of nowhere and ran just above the plains
where no railroad tracks had ever been placed. The shadow train had passed across the desert before his very
[15] eyes. It had disappeared into the distance while the old man watched, turning into a mirage and then vanishing into
the strong light of the sun.
At the time, the young miner thought the old man was a bit of a nut. It was an illusion caused by the heat, he
presumed. But with the constant chug-chug-chug becoming louder in his ears, he was not so sure. He raised his
head again, and saw something, approaching rapidly. He heard the sharp whistle of a train, once, twice. After a
[20] while, he could make out the shape of a black steam engine pulling two cars.
The whistle sounded sharply again as the train advanced toward him. The young miner wanted to jump out of
its path, but he could not lift himself. He closed his eyes and braced for the impact, but the train slowed down and
stopped just a few feet from his head. A jolly-faced conductor stepped out of the train and came over to him. The
conductor bent down and lifted him from the ground. Someone else whom he couldn't see caught his feet, and he
[25] was carried inside a passenger car. Kind faces surrounded him. "Water," he murmured, __________ before losing
consciousness.
He was wakened by the feeling of cold water onto his face. He opened his eyes and saw a tall man wearing a
sheriff's badge carefully pouring water from a pitcher over him. The man held a cup to his lips, careful not to give
him too much water at once. The miner had difficulty to drink it. After having some of it, when he was finally able to
[30] speak, he asked the sheriff what had happened.
"A farmer found you nearly dead about five miles out of town," the sheriff answered laconically.
"What town?" he asked cautiously.
The sheriff looked at him strangely. "That sun sure must have messed with your head, son, if you can't even
remember where you were going to," said the sheriff. "You're in Wilcox, Arizona."
[35] "It's a stop on the train, then?" he asked hesitantly.
"Train? There ain't no train around for miles," said the sheriff. "You'd better have some more water and rest a
bit. That sun's nearly sent you loco!"
The young miner laid back down thankfully and closed his eyes. He wasn't sure why the shadow train had
come to his rescue, but he was sure glad it had stopped for him.
[40] Years later, the Southern Pacific Railroad put a track right through Wilcox, Arizona, and real trains started
rolling through Arizona. But some say the shadow train still races through the plains at midday, where no track was
ever laid.
(Disponível em: <http://americanfolklore.net/folklore/2010/07/the_shadow_train.html>. Acesso em 11 abr. 2011. – Texto adaptado.)
Considerando o texto, assinale a alternativa em que o termo presente na Coluna B melhor traduz o da Coluna A.
Questão 16 50620
UCS Vestibular de Verão 2012SHADOW TRAIN
An Arizona Ghost Story retold by
S. E. Schlosser
[1] A young miner was on his way to Dos Cabezas, where he heard there was a good chance of finding gold, when
he found himself lost and alone in the plains just north of the Dragoon Mountains. In the hot sun of midday, his burro
died because of the heat and the miner knew that he would shortly follow if he did not find a place to hide from the
sun and something to drink.
[5] The landscape oscillated before his eyes, and he tried to keep on walking, determined not to drop. But the heat
of the desert invaded his body and he started to perambulate. Then he collapsed.
He was awakened by a constant chug-chug sound. He raised his head from the hard and dry ground and
looked around him. It sounded like a train was approaching. But that was impossible. There were no tracks in this
inhospitable location, and no town for miles. Clackity-clack. Clackity-clack. The sound came again, louder this time.
[10] Chug-chug- chug. Then he heard the sound of an engine. He was hallucinating, he decided.
The miner put his head on his arms and waited for death to come. As he was there, feeling extremely hot, he
seemed to hear the words of the old miner who had told him about the good mining sites in the north. The
grey-haired man had spoken of a shadow train that had appeared out of nowhere and ran just above the plains
where no railroad tracks had ever been placed. The shadow train had passed across the desert before his very
[15] eyes. It had disappeared into the distance while the old man watched, turning into a mirage and then vanishing into
the strong light of the sun.
At the time, the young miner thought the old man was a bit of a nut. It was an illusion caused by the heat, he
presumed. But with the constant chug-chug-chug becoming louder in his ears, he was not so sure. He raised his
head again, and saw something, approaching rapidly. He heard the sharp whistle of a train, once, twice. After a
[20] while, he could make out the shape of a black steam engine pulling two cars.
The whistle sounded sharply again as the train advanced toward him. The young miner wanted to jump out of
its path, but he could not lift himself. He closed his eyes and braced for the impact, but the train slowed down and
stopped just a few feet from his head. A jolly-faced conductor stepped out of the train and came over to him. The
conductor bent down and lifted him from the ground. Someone else whom he couldn't see caught his feet, and he
[25] was carried inside a passenger car. Kind faces surrounded him. "Water," he murmured, __________ before losing
consciousness.
He was wakened by the feeling of cold water onto his face. He opened his eyes and saw a tall man wearing a
sheriff's badge carefully pouring water from a pitcher over him. The man held a cup to his lips, careful not to give
him too much water at once. The miner had difficulty to drink it. After having some of it, when he was finally able to
[30] speak, he asked the sheriff what had happened.
"A farmer found you nearly dead about five miles out of town," the sheriff answered laconically.
"What town?" he asked cautiously.
The sheriff looked at him strangely. "That sun sure must have messed with your head, son, if you can't even
remember where you were going to," said the sheriff. "You're in Wilcox, Arizona."
[35] "It's a stop on the train, then?" he asked hesitantly.
"Train? There ain't no train around for miles," said the sheriff. "You'd better have some more water and rest a
bit. That sun's nearly sent you loco!"
The young miner laid back down thankfully and closed his eyes. He wasn't sure why the shadow train had
come to his rescue, but he was sure glad it had stopped for him.
[40] Years later, the Southern Pacific Railroad put a track right through Wilcox, Arizona, and real trains started
rolling through Arizona. But some say the shadow train still races through the plains at midday, where no track was
ever laid.
(Disponível em: <http://americanfolklore.net/folklore/2010/07/the_shadow_train.html>. Acesso em 11 abr. 2011. – Texto adaptado.)
Com base no texto, é correto afirmar que
I o termo midday (linha 02) indica o horário em que ocorreu um dos eventos narrados no primeiro parágrafo.
II Clackity-clack (linha 09) é um termo que reproduz o som das rodas do trem.
III a criação de uma ferrovia em Wilcox fez com que a lenda do trem fantasma fosse esquecida.
Das afirmativas acima, pode-se dizer que
Questão 15 50619
UCS Vestibular de Verão 2012SHADOW TRAIN
An Arizona Ghost Story retold by
S. E. Schlosser
[1] A young miner was on his way to Dos Cabezas, where he heard there was a good chance of finding gold, when
he found himself lost and alone in the plains just north of the Dragoon Mountains. In the hot sun of midday, his burro
died because of the heat and the miner knew that he would shortly follow if he did not find a place to hide from the
sun and something to drink.
[5] The landscape oscillated before his eyes, and he tried to keep on walking, determined not to drop. But the heat
of the desert invaded his body and he started to perambulate. Then he collapsed.
He was awakened by a constant chug-chug sound. He raised his head from the hard and dry ground and
looked around him. It sounded like a train was approaching. But that was impossible. There were no tracks in this
inhospitable location, and no town for miles. Clackity-clack. Clackity-clack. The sound came again, louder this time.
[10] Chug-chug- chug. Then he heard the sound of an engine. He was hallucinating, he decided.
The miner put his head on his arms and waited for death to come. As he was there, feeling extremely hot, he
seemed to hear the words of the old miner who had told him about the good mining sites in the north. The
grey-haired man had spoken of a shadow train that had appeared out of nowhere and ran just above the plains
where no railroad tracks had ever been placed. The shadow train had passed across the desert before his very
[15] eyes. It had disappeared into the distance while the old man watched, turning into a mirage and then vanishing into
the strong light of the sun.
At the time, the young miner thought the old man was a bit of a nut. It was an illusion caused by the heat, he
presumed. But with the constant chug-chug-chug becoming louder in his ears, he was not so sure. He raised his
head again, and saw something, approaching rapidly. He heard the sharp whistle of a train, once, twice. After a
[20] while, he could make out the shape of a black steam engine pulling two cars.
The whistle sounded sharply again as the train advanced toward him. The young miner wanted to jump out of
its path, but he could not lift himself. He closed his eyes and braced for the impact, but the train slowed down and
stopped just a few feet from his head. A jolly-faced conductor stepped out of the train and came over to him. The
conductor bent down and lifted him from the ground. Someone else whom he couldn't see caught his feet, and he
[25] was carried inside a passenger car. Kind faces surrounded him. "Water," he murmured, __________ before losing
consciousness.
He was wakened by the feeling of cold water onto his face. He opened his eyes and saw a tall man wearing a
sheriff's badge carefully pouring water from a pitcher over him. The man held a cup to his lips, careful not to give
him too much water at once. The miner had difficulty to drink it. After having some of it, when he was finally able to
[30] speak, he asked the sheriff what had happened.
"A farmer found you nearly dead about five miles out of town," the sheriff answered laconically.
"What town?" he asked cautiously.
The sheriff looked at him strangely. "That sun sure must have messed with your head, son, if you can't even
remember where you were going to," said the sheriff. "You're in Wilcox, Arizona."
[35] "It's a stop on the train, then?" he asked hesitantly.
"Train? There ain't no train around for miles," said the sheriff. "You'd better have some more water and rest a
bit. That sun's nearly sent you loco!"
The young miner laid back down thankfully and closed his eyes. He wasn't sure why the shadow train had
come to his rescue, but he was sure glad it had stopped for him.
[40] Years later, the Southern Pacific Railroad put a track right through Wilcox, Arizona, and real trains started
rolling through Arizona. But some say the shadow train still races through the plains at midday, where no track was
ever laid.
(Disponível em: <http://americanfolklore.net/folklore/2010/07/the_shadow_train.html>. Acesso em 11 abr. 2011. – Texto adaptado.)
Assinale a alternativa que completa adequadamente a lacuna no texto, na linha 25.
Questão 14 50618
UCS Vestibular de Verão 2012SHADOW TRAIN
An Arizona Ghost Story retold by
S. E. Schlosser
[1] A young miner was on his way to Dos Cabezas, where he heard there was a good chance of finding gold, when
he found himself lost and alone in the plains just north of the Dragoon Mountains. In the hot sun of midday, his burro
died because of the heat and the miner knew that he would shortly follow if he did not find a place to hide from the
sun and something to drink.
[5] The landscape oscillated before his eyes, and he tried to keep on walking, determined not to drop. But the heat
of the desert invaded his body and he started to perambulate. Then he collapsed.
He was awakened by a constant chug-chug sound. He raised his head from the hard and dry ground and
looked around him. It sounded like a train was approaching. But that was impossible. There were no tracks in this
inhospitable location, and no town for miles. Clackity-clack. Clackity-clack. The sound came again, louder this time.
[10] Chug-chug- chug. Then he heard the sound of an engine. He was hallucinating, he decided.
The miner put his head on his arms and waited for death to come. As he was there, feeling extremely hot, he
seemed to hear the words of the old miner who had told him about the good mining sites in the north. The
grey-haired man had spoken of a shadow train that had appeared out of nowhere and ran just above the plains
where no railroad tracks had ever been placed. The shadow train had passed across the desert before his very
[15] eyes. It had disappeared into the distance while the old man watched, turning into a mirage and then vanishing into
the strong light of the sun.
At the time, the young miner thought the old man was a bit of a nut. It was an illusion caused by the heat, he
presumed. But with the constant chug-chug-chug becoming louder in his ears, he was not so sure. He raised his
head again, and saw something, approaching rapidly. He heard the sharp whistle of a train, once, twice. After a
[20] while, he could make out the shape of a black steam engine pulling two cars.
The whistle sounded sharply again as the train advanced toward him. The young miner wanted to jump out of
its path, but he could not lift himself. He closed his eyes and braced for the impact, but the train slowed down and
stopped just a few feet from his head. A jolly-faced conductor stepped out of the train and came over to him. The
conductor bent down and lifted him from the ground. Someone else whom he couldn't see caught his feet, and he
[25] was carried inside a passenger car. Kind faces surrounded him. "Water," he murmured, __________ before losing
consciousness.
He was wakened by the feeling of cold water onto his face. He opened his eyes and saw a tall man wearing a
sheriff's badge carefully pouring water from a pitcher over him. The man held a cup to his lips, careful not to give
him too much water at once. The miner had difficulty to drink it. After having some of it, when he was finally able to
[30] speak, he asked the sheriff what had happened.
"A farmer found you nearly dead about five miles out of town," the sheriff answered laconically.
"What town?" he asked cautiously.
The sheriff looked at him strangely. "That sun sure must have messed with your head, son, if you can't even
remember where you were going to," said the sheriff. "You're in Wilcox, Arizona."
[35] "It's a stop on the train, then?" he asked hesitantly.
"Train? There ain't no train around for miles," said the sheriff. "You'd better have some more water and rest a
bit. That sun's nearly sent you loco!"
The young miner laid back down thankfully and closed his eyes. He wasn't sure why the shadow train had
come to his rescue, but he was sure glad it had stopped for him.
[40] Years later, the Southern Pacific Railroad put a track right through Wilcox, Arizona, and real trains started
rolling through Arizona. But some say the shadow train still races through the plains at midday, where no track was
ever laid.
(Disponível em: <http://americanfolklore.net/folklore/2010/07/the_shadow_train.html>. Acesso em 11 abr. 2011. – Texto adaptado.)
Segundo o texto, é correto afirmar que o jovem mineiro
Questão 12 50616
UCS Vestibular de Verão 2012SHADOW TRAIN
An Arizona Ghost Story retold by
S. E. Schlosser
[1] A young miner was on his way to Dos Cabezas, where he heard there was a good chance of finding gold, when
he found himself lost and alone in the plains just north of the Dragoon Mountains. In the hot sun of midday, his burro
died because of the heat and the miner knew that he would shortly follow if he did not find a place to hide from the
sun and something to drink.
[5] The landscape oscillated before his eyes, and he tried to keep on walking, determined not to drop. But the heat
of the desert invaded his body and he started to perambulate. Then he collapsed.
He was awakened by a constant chug-chug sound. He raised his head from the hard and dry ground and
looked around him. It sounded like a train was approaching. But that was impossible. There were no tracks in this
inhospitable location, and no town for miles. Clackity-clack. Clackity-clack. The sound came again, louder this time.
[10] Chug-chug- chug. Then he heard the sound of an engine. He was hallucinating, he decided.
The miner put his head on his arms and waited for death to come. As he was there, feeling extremely hot, he
seemed to hear the words of the old miner who had told him about the good mining sites in the north. The
grey-haired man had spoken of a shadow train that had appeared out of nowhere and ran just above the plains
where no railroad tracks had ever been placed. The shadow train had passed across the desert before his very
[15] eyes. It had disappeared into the distance while the old man watched, turning into a mirage and then vanishing into
the strong light of the sun.
At the time, the young miner thought the old man was a bit of a nut. It was an illusion caused by the heat, he
presumed. But with the constant chug-chug-chug becoming louder in his ears, he was not so sure. He raised his
head again, and saw something, approaching rapidly. He heard the sharp whistle of a train, once, twice. After a
[20] while, he could make out the shape of a black steam engine pulling two cars.
The whistle sounded sharply again as the train advanced toward him. The young miner wanted to jump out of
its path, but he could not lift himself. He closed his eyes and braced for the impact, but the train slowed down and
stopped just a few feet from his head. A jolly-faced conductor stepped out of the train and came over to him. The
conductor bent down and lifted him from the ground. Someone else whom he couldn't see caught his feet, and he
[25] was carried inside a passenger car. Kind faces surrounded him. "Water," he murmured, __________ before losing
consciousness.
He was wakened by the feeling of cold water onto his face. He opened his eyes and saw a tall man wearing a
sheriff's badge carefully pouring water from a pitcher over him. The man held a cup to his lips, careful not to give
him too much water at once. The miner had difficulty to drink it. After having some of it, when he was finally able to
[30] speak, he asked the sheriff what had happened.
"A farmer found you nearly dead about five miles out of town," the sheriff answered laconically.
"What town?" he asked cautiously.
The sheriff looked at him strangely. "That sun sure must have messed with your head, son, if you can't even
remember where you were going to," said the sheriff. "You're in Wilcox, Arizona."
[35] "It's a stop on the train, then?" he asked hesitantly.
"Train? There ain't no train around for miles," said the sheriff. "You'd better have some more water and rest a
bit. That sun's nearly sent you loco!"
The young miner laid back down thankfully and closed his eyes. He wasn't sure why the shadow train had
come to his rescue, but he was sure glad it had stopped for him.
[40] Years later, the Southern Pacific Railroad put a track right through Wilcox, Arizona, and real trains started
rolling through Arizona. But some say the shadow train still races through the plains at midday, where no track was
ever laid.
(Disponível em: <http://americanfolklore.net/folklore/2010/07/the_shadow_train.html>. Acesso em 11 abr. 2011. – Texto adaptado.)
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