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CEFR READING PART PRACTICE – MULTIPLE CHOICE
Read the text and answer the questions 1-7. 
 
TASK 12 
How It Was 
 
Every school holiday we worked on the farms. Often it was pea picking but we also harvested runner beans, 
potatoes, black currents and strawberries — each in their season. Sometimes we travelled quite a distance to work. 
The incredible thing, looking back on it, was that our parents never seemed to worry about us. Sure enough there 
were occasional tales of terrible accidents or of children being attacked or kidnapped - but no one thought about 
such things then. 
We would disappear early, on our bikes, and not return until dark. Just the thought of letting my own kids do the 
same today gives me kittens. But back then, that’s how it was. All the harvesting was paid for by the bag or the box. 
The faster you worked, the more you earned. In one 5 week season I earned about J400. That was seriously good 
money in the 1970s — probably the same as my Dad earned. And we knew how to spend. We were always treating 
ourselves to something. But usually the aim was to pay for a holiday before school started again. Of course we often 
had family holidays when we were younger. But we kids also took our own holidays. Usually it was camping but 
my focus was beach holidays. Wales was my favourite locations. Again I still can’t imagine how our parents were 
brave enough to let us go. I can only assume they were not worried: That and the fact that as children they had their 
own adventures. Both my parents were small children during the war and were evacuated from London to be safe 
from Hitler’s bombs. They went in the clothes they were wearing plus a small suitcase — sent to unknown (in 
advance) villages and to the care of strangers. My teenage beach holidays probably seemed a stroll in the park to 
them and they took our safety for granted. 
Nowadays there seems to be a climate of fear around my generation, concerning the safety of our children. Has the 
world really changed so much?
May be it’s just that the media makes us think more about the horrible things that do happen? Mind you — there 
was one close shave when I was a kid. It was on one of our Welsh camping holidays. We would have been 15 at the 
time. I fell asleep on a floating lilo and got swept out to sea. I was only asleep for second and at first was not 
worried. I began to swim steadily pushing the lilo back to the beach — but after 10 minutes, to my horror, I was no 
closer to shore. In a panic I jettisoned the lilo so I could swim properly and then swam with all my strength. After 
another 10 minutes still I made no progress. Then completely irrationally I started worrying about sharks. I knew 
that there are no dangerous sharks there but just the thought paralyzed me. I told myself not to panic. The sea was 
really calm and I knew that the tide had to change at some point. I also knew my friends on the beach would call the 
coastguard. The shore seemed miles away, exhaustion was kicking in and I realized also that I was cold. Shark fins 
began to circle in my imagination. I was in despair. You hear about accidents and drowning at sea but never imagine 
that it’s going to be you. 
My rescue was sharp and sudden. Hands on my wrists and ankles and I was swung into the boat. I was absolutely 
fine when I got back to shore. I am ashamed to say I lied about my age to prevent my parents finding out about it 
all. 

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