Morning Year 6 – Hope you had a lovely weekend!
Read the extract below:
‘Are you sure this is safe?’ asked the visiting merchant, struggling up the ladder that scaled the makeshift tower. ‘I thought you’d arranged me a place of one of those boats!’
‘All the boats are full,’ Hark told him glibly, as he clambered up behind him. ‘The Governor and his friends, and all the rich men who paid for the expedition, and their families, they took all the seats – no room left!’ For all he knew, this might even be true. He hadn’t actually checked. ‘Besides, seats in those boats cost more than your eyes. This is a tenth of the price, and the view is better!’
By the time they reached the top, the merchant was out of breath and patting his face with a handkerchief. The man who owned the rickety tower guided the merchant and Hark to two cramped and precarious seats, and took payment for both from the merchant. The cold wind blew, making the structure creak, and the merchant flinched, clutching his hat to his head. He didn’t notice the tower-owner discreetly giving Hark a wink and his commission.
The ten-foot wooden towers were only wheeled out on festival days or markets. They were not in fact particularly safe, and Hark knew they would become even less so when more low-paying customers were hanging off the sides of them later. He didn’t feel that this needed mentioning, though.
‘It is a good view,’ the merchant conceded grudgingly.
Aloft on the tower, the pair could easily see over the heads of the crowds that crammed every inch of the quays and the jetties. The docks had been thronged since dawn, and even the clifftops and high towers were covered in figures. Everyone wanted a view of the great scoop-shaped harbour below.
For now, the harbour hardly seemed to merit so much attention. It was just another deep, placid mooring place, perfect for submersibles and cluttered with the usual underwater craft. Flattened iron ‘turtles’ with rear propellers skulked net to slim ‘barracudas’ with black iron fins. Diving bells glinted with steel and glass beside small, old-fashioned timber-and-leather ‘skimmer’ subs.
Today, however, all of these vessels were moored at the edges of the harbour. A far bigger submarine would be returning soon, and the way needed to be left clear for it. When it did, every eye would be fixed on it to see what – and whom – it brought back.
There is quite a lot of difficult vocabulary in this, so take a couple of minutes to look over the definitions.
Glibly – insincere but spoken with confidence
Rickety – poorly made and likely to collapse
Precarious – not securely help, likely to fall over
Discreetly – in a careful manner, to keep something confidential.
Commission – a percentage of the money paid
Conceded – to admit or agree that something is true
Grudgingly – in a reluctant manner
Thronged – fill an area
Now answer these questions:
What impression do you get on Hark? Why?
What impression do you get of the merchant? Why?
What impression do you get of the setting? Why?
Based on the prologue that you read last week and this extract, what and who do you think they are waiting for? Give evidence from the text to support your answer.
Gurmit paid £21 for five presents.
For A and B he paid a total of £6.
For B and C he paid a total of £10.
For C and D he paid a total of £7.
For D and E he paid a total of £9.
How much did Gurmit pay for each present?
Think back on all of the work that we have completed on global trade and particularly on the work we completed on what the UK imports and the effects that has on the UK and other places in the world.
Write a balanced argument using the following question as a title:
Should the UK import so many goods?
Write your conclusion in the comments box.