Questões de Inglês - Reading/Writing

Read the following text to answer question 23.

Hi Adriana,

How are things back in Rome? Are you glad to be home again? Sorry I haven't written lately. I've been a bit depressed. My grades aren't

as good as they used to be. Classes didn't use to be so difficult!

I have to say, I miss you. You used to be such a good influence on me! These days, I oversleep. I often miss my classes! That never used to happen because I knew I had to meet you at the café in the morning. I remember how you would complain about the coffee here in Canada. You used to call it ―brown water‖!

I'm spending too much money too. Every time I go to the mall, I see something I want to buy. That's another reason I miss you! I would see some great jacket, but you wouldn't let me buy it. You would always tell me I didn't need it and drag me away!

Also, I have a noisy new roommate, Cindy. All she ever does is gab on her cell! Remember the way we would sit around talking? You always used to make me laugh. I bet that's a big reason I never used to feel stressed like I do now!

Anyway, exams will be over on Friday, so I'm sure I'll feel better then.

Write soon!

Annie

RICHARDS, J. C.; SANDY, C. Passages. Cambridge: CUP, 2008. p.74 (Adapted).

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[1] The other day in our mailbox there was a letter from Auntie Anne. She is nearing 80 and does not know how

important Facebook has become. She is not interested in Twittering and does not see the use of Internet. She is

addicted to pen and paper.

Every other week for the past 30 years I have sat down and written a letter to her. I started writing to her when

[5] I was 10 and she was living at Lake Ranch in the interior of British Columbia. Her letters were full of what Uncle Willi

was doing. He was a cowboy and he rode quarter horses every day, moving cattle and watching out for rattle-snakes.

Her correspondence was like a novel whose main characters were my family, and I still have every letter. My

letters were full of school in Victoria and family and ballet. I learned to pack mine with whatever I thought was

important. She would write back with questions and slowly I learned how to tell a story. I also learned about the

[10] paraphernalia of letter writing, keeping my address book current, having a ready supply of paper, envelopes and

stamps.

I caught the letter-writing bug myself. While still home in Victoria and studying at university, I wrote to friends

who were studying and living in France and China. We shared our hopes and travels, and chronicled our love lives. I

have boxes filled with their letters.

[15] Once graduated from university, I packed my backpack and traveled around the world. My letters reached

Auntie Anne from Asia and Europe. Places she had never seen, but was keen to hear all about. When I was

homesick, letters from my family would find me everywhere and I would feel like the world was smaller. Someone out

there cared.

Nowadays most wired people muse that snail mail is not all that relevant any more. Nobody uses the mail

[20] these days, they say. When was the last time someone actually wrote a letter? But what about postcards when you

travel? What about the small businesses who rely on cheques in the mail? What about all those charities needing

funds to carry on? What about all those things you order online? Who makes them come right to your door?

Now that the kids are out of school it seems the perfect time to get them to write to Auntie Anne. I coach them

on the rules of writing to her. She does not like fancy paper any more. She thinks it is better to recycle a flyer from the

[25] mailbox or the back of the newsletter from my daughter´s preschool. We need to always use the formal salutation

“dear” and formal closing “love”, because being dear to someone and telling them we love them is what we all want to

get in the mail.

Auntie Anne always includes a note for each child with questions of their own to answer in a letter back to her.

They usually carry her notes around and use them for bookmarkers for days afterward or dance around holding the

[30] letter in their hands.

I keep an addressed envelope on the kitchen counter ready in case I see a clipping from the newspaper I know

Auntie Anne will be interested in, or a nice bit of artwork from the children or perhaps even a note written by them.

As I mail my parcel to Auntie Anne, perhaps in the next week or so we will receive another letter from her.

Because if we want a letter, we must first write one.

[35]

(KOVACH, P. R. Special delivery. The globe and the mail, Canada, July 12, 2011. – Texto adaptado.)

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