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Vocabulary Exercises: Exercise 4 - Choosing the meaning of words in context



Instructions: Read each passage and click on the correct choice. Scroll down if you do not see the Answer box. If wrong, try again.


This passage was adapted from The Dogwood Tree by John Updike. In "The Norton Anthology of American Literature" by Ronald Gottesman. New York: Norton, 1980.
 
     The difference between a childhood and a boyhood must be this: our childhood is what we alone have had; our boyhood is what any boy in our neighborhood would have had. My environment was a straight street about three city blocks long, with a slight slope you didn't notice while walking but that became conspicuous when you were on a bicycle. Though many of its residents commuted to factories and offices in the town of Reading, the neighborhood retained a rural flavor. Corn grew in the strip of land between the alley and the school grounds. We ourselves had a large vegetable garden, which we tended not as a hobby but in earnest, to get food to eat. We sold asparagus and eggs to our neighbors. Our peddling things humiliated me, but then I was a new generation. The bulk of the people in the neighborhood were not long off the farm. One old lady down the street, with an immense throat goiter, still wore a bonnet. The most aristocratic people in the block were the full-fashioned knitters; Reading's textile industry prospered in the Depression. I felt neither prosperous nor poor. We kept the food money in a little recipe box on top of the icebox, and there were nearly always a few bills and coins in it. My father's job paid him poorly but me well; it gave me a sense of, not prestige, but place. As a schoolteacher's son, I was assigned a role; people knew me. When I walked down the street to school, the houses called, "Chonny." I had a place to be.
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