Read the text and complete tasks 1-7 Two years ago, I completed a degree in Education at one of London's finer universities. I had worked extremely hard and I was proud of what I had accomplished. One night while having dinner with friends, we began a discussion about what we wanted to do with our futures. My former flatmate had already found a position at a well-respected bank in London and advised the gathering that we should all be out there looking for jobs as well. Everybody around our table agreed except for me and another girl, Nellie, who I had only met on one previous occasion. Nellie and I were both at a loss as to what we wanted to do, but we were of one mind in that we did not want to immediately plunge ourselves into a nine-to-five job. After all the others had left, Nellie and I stayed behind at the restaurant to talk about the possibilities open to us. After hours of bantering ideas about, some of them as strange as going on a year-long surfing holiday to Australia or going on an extended trekking tour of Tibet, we decided to get serious. When Nellie brought up the topic of working holidays in Africa, I was instantly enthusiastic. Nellie had a friend who had spent her gap year, the year between finishing university and beginning work, in Ghana. She had come back full of tales about her adventures and the wonderful people of the country. Nellie said that her friend had gone on in detail about how the experience had changed her life, her attitudes and her plans for the future. It all sounded incredibly fascinating and a real eye-opener, and I wanted to be a part of it. Six months later, I was. Going through a company called Filling the Gap, which I had found out about while surfing the Net, I was offered a teaching position in an orphanage in Ghana. My parents thought it was a terrible plan, but with the backing of my two siblings, Jane and Ron, they finally came round to the idea of me going off to the vast continent of Africa. To be perfectly honest, on arriving in Ghana I had a few fleeting moments when I thought perhaps my parents had been right and that I was making the mistake of a lifetime. The orphanage where I was to spend the next eight months living and working was run-down and very poorly managed. Only four of the classes which were supposed to be taught at the school had teachers, and of these four teachers only one of them ever showed their face in the classroom. The other three spent most of their working day sitting under a huge tree in the orphanage yard eating nuts and trading gossip. It seemed that there was nobody at the orphanage who could tell me what I was supposed to teach, who I was supposed to teach or with what materials I was supposed to teach. I knew I had my work cut out for me. After several days, the manager of the orphanage showed up and assigned me a classroom and handed me a list with twelve names on it; these names belonged to the children to whom I was expected to offer all my wisdom. Initially, I was simply confused. However, after a few days of getting names wrong, to the utter delight of the children, I settled in and things started to go the way they were meant to. The children were tremendously eager to learn and to see the look of pure joy on their faces as they began to understand a particular subject came to mean the world to me. Seeing the class as a whole develop and individual students bloom over the next few months was extraordinarily rewarding. My whole gap year experience was nothing but positive. Never did I receive anything except warmth, gratitude and acceptance from these wonderful people. Being housed with the same children I was teaching meant that we had plenty of time for extracurricular activities that the children could simply not get enough of. Their thirst for knowledge was humbling. Going to Ghana changed my entire perspective. It cleared up all the questions I had had about my future. The only question now remaining is how soon I can get back to Ghana, and back to the amazing children I left behind in the orphanage. After gaining her qualifications the writer felt uncertain about her future. worried about her future. pessimistic about her future. unenthusiastic about her future. The writer's conversation with Nellie excited her because of the wide range of possibilities open to them. the originality of Nellie's suggestions. one particular suggestion Nellie made. the idea of going away for a year. Nellie's story about her friend gave the writer the impression that one had to work hard in Ghana. Ghana would provide an interesting learning experience. Nellie had already decided to go to Ghana, too. the story had changed Nellie's life. The writer found a job in Ghana with the help of her brother and sister. through a friend. through a company. purely by chance. The phrase 'I had my work cut out for me' at the end of the fifth paragraph means her expectations had all been wrong. she was facing a very difficult task. the school really needed her. she expected to be very busy. When the writer started teaching at the orphanage, she was happy because the children responded well to her teaching. the children didn't seem to notice her initial uncertainty. she managed to learn the children's names quickly. she was a better teacher than she thought she wouldbe. The phrase 'could simply not get enough of' in the middle of the last paragraph refers to the availability of plenty of time for something. the way a difficulty was overcome. a lack of opportunity to do something. an enthusiasm for something.

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Read the text and complete tasks 1-7

Two years ago, I completed a degree in Education atone of London's finer universities. I had workedextremely hard and I was proud of what I hadaccomplished. One night while having dinner withfriends, we began a discussion about what we wantedto do with our futures. My former flatmate had alreadyfound a position at a well-respected bank in Londonand advised the gathering that we should all be outthere looking for jobs as well. Everybody around ourtable agreed except for me and another girl, Nellie,who I had only met on one previous occasion. Nellieand I were both at a loss as to what we wanted to do,but we were of one mind in that we did not want toimmediately plunge ourselves into a nine-to-five job.

After all the others had left, Nellie and I stayed behindat the restaurant to talk about the possibilities open tous. After hours of bantering ideas about, some ofthem as strange as going on a year-long surfingholiday to Australia or going on an extended trekkingtour of Tibet, we decided to get serious. When Nelliebrought up the topic of working holidays in Africa, Iwas instantly enthusiastic.

Nellie had a friend who had spent her gap year, the yearbetween finishing university and beginning work, inGhana. She had come back full of tales about heradventures and the wonderful people of the country.Nellie said that her friend had gone on in detail abouthow the experience had changed her life, her attitudesand her plans for the future. It all sounded incrediblyfascinating and a real eye-opener, and I wanted to be apart of it.

Six months later, I was. Going through a companycalled Filling the Gap, which I had found out aboutwhile surfing the Net, I was offered a teaching positionin an orphanage in Ghana. My parents thought it wasa terrible plan, but with the backing of my two siblings,Jane and Ron, they finally came round to the idea ofme going off to the vast continent of Africa. To beperfectly honest, on arriving in Ghana I had a fewfleeting moments when I thought perhaps my parentshad been right and that I was making the mistake of alifetime.

The orphanage where I was to spend the next eightmonths living and working was run-down and verypoorly managed. Only four of the classes which weresupposed to be taught at the school had teachers,and of these four teachers only one of them evershowed their face in the classroom. The other threespent most of their working day sitting under a hugetree in the orphanage yard eating nuts and tradinggossip. It seemed that there was nobody at theorphanage who could tell me what I was supposed toteach, who I was supposed to teach or with whatmaterials I was supposed to teach. I knew I had mywork cut out for me.

After several days, the manager of the orphanageshowed up and assigned me a classroom and handedme a list with twelve names on it; these namesbelonged to the children to whom I was expected tooffer all my wisdom. Initially, I was simply confused.However, after a few days of getting names wrong, tothe utter delight of the children, I settled in and thingsstarted to go the way they were meant to. The childrenwere tremendously eager to learn and to see the lookof pure joy on their faces as they began to understanda particular subject came to mean the world to me.

Seeing the class as a whole develop and individualstudents bloom over the next few months wasextraordinarily rewarding. My whole gap yearexperience was nothing but positive. Never did Ireceive anything except warmth, gratitude andacceptance from these wonderful people. Beinghoused with the same children I was teaching meantthat we had plenty of time for extracurricular activitiesthat the children could simply not get enough of. Theirthirst for knowledge was humbling. Going to Ghanachanged my entire perspective. It cleared up all thequestions I had had about my future. The onlyquestion now remaining is how soon I can get back toGhana, and back to the amazing children I left behindin the orphanage.

After gaining her qualifications the writer felt

uncertain about her future.
worried about her future.
pessimistic about her future.
unenthusiastic about her future.

The writer's conversation with Nellie excited her because of

the wide range of possibilities open to them.
the originality of Nellie's suggestions.
one particular suggestion Nellie made.
the idea of going away for a year.

Nellie's story about her friendgave the writer the impression that

one had to work hard in Ghana.
Ghana would provide aninteresting learning experience.
Nellie had already decided to go to Ghana, too.
the story had changed Nellie'slife.

The writer found a job inGhana

with the help of her brother andsister.
through a friend.
through a company.
purely by chance.

The phrase 'I had my work cut out for me' at the end of the fifth paragraph means

her expectations had all been wrong.
she was facing a very difficult task.
the school really needed her.
she expected to be very busy.

When the writer started teaching at the orphanage, she was happy because

the children responded well to her teaching.
the children didn't seem to notice her initial uncertainty.
she managed to learn the children's names quickly.
she was a better teacher than she thought she wouldbe.

The phrase 'could simply not get enough of' in the middle of the last paragraph refers to

the availability of plenty of timefor something.
the way a difficulty was overcome.
a lack of opportunity to do something.
an enthusiasm for something.

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