Questão
ID 741723Disciplina: Língua Inglesa
Assunto: Interpretação de Texto | Text Interpretation
Ano: 2023 Banca: IADES - Instituto Americano de Desenvolvimento Órgão: Instituto Rio Branco
Text to answer questions 42 and 43.
1 No matter where I was posted, whether abroad or
back in Ottawa, I usually managed to spend a brief
summer vacation in France. There I dispensed with
4 women altogether, caught up on my reading, and tried to
write a book. I meant it to be a summary of recent times,
with my experiences and judgment used tactfully, never
7 intrusively, as a binding thread. I would have called it
“My Century,” but the title had already been employed by
a celebrated Polish poet. Every year at high summer, I was
10 driven to unpack my Hermes, set it on the marble table in
the shadiest part of the terrace, roll in a sheet of Extra
Strong, and type “Chapter 1.” I could see a tamed and
13 orderly design of streams and rivulets (early youth,
intellectual awakening) feeding a tranquil river that
debouched into a limpid sea. Unfortunately, it wanted only
16 a few minutes for the sea to churn up and disgorge a ton of
dead fish. Most people considered great were in reality
only average; middling masters I held in contempt; as for
19 amateurs in any field, I saw no reason why they should not
be airlifted to Mongolia and left to forage. Obviously, this
was of no interest to anyone except cranks; yet I felt no
22 spite, no disappointment, no envy of younger men. I had
done nearly everything I wanted, and had been as
successful as my aunt had hoped.
25 After half an hour I would push the typewriter aside,
open a thick notebook, uncap the gold Parker I was given
years ago for having passed, unexpectedly well, an
28 examination in political science, and write, “Chapter 1.”
Then I would cap the pen and stare at the Mediterranean,
wondering if the wisp of darkness on the horizon could be
31 a mirage projection of Corsica.
Apart from this activity I ate breakfast and lunch at
home, went down for a swim early, when no one was
34 around, played some tennis at a court up near the railway
station, and dined with elderly neighbors. At the end of a
few weeks I bolted the window shutters, disconnected and
37 locked up the telephone (so that burglars would not be
tempted to make long-distance calls), and returned to the
39 wrack and low tide of my profession.
GALLANT, Mavis. Let it Pass. In: Montreal Stories.
Toronto: McClelland & Stewart, 2004. (adapted)
Considering the vocabulary in the text, mark the statements below as right (C) or wrong (E).
The word churn up (line 16) means “to move something with great force or violently”.