CASE STUDY 3 - JOAN Joan is a new, Aboriginal carer at Elise's service. Lately Joan has had a couple of days off work, and has
also had a few days where she has started work later than others in her team.
Hani, another carer who is also one of Elise's good friends, begins to gossip about Joan at lunchtime. She
says that Joan excludes herself because she is always so quiet and avoids eye contact with people. Hani
doesn't like the fact that Joan is new but gets special treatment - no one else comes in late and takes time
off, especially in their first two months at a new job!
Elise is not impressed by Hani's behaviour and decides to remove herself from the lunch group. She
instead begins to spend some of her lunchtimes with Joan and some different carers. She learns that Joan
takes time off to help with the care of one of her Aunties, who is very ill
.
One afternoon Joan approaches Elise and tells her that she will be taking time off work due to Sorry
Business, Elise is not sure what this means, but does not want to appear ignorant and gives Joan her best
wishes - she assumes it must not be good news due to the word 'sorry. Joan says that their supervisor is
VOTY CONSsionate and she is lucky to work for a company that respects her cultural traditions, but says
that some of the staff make her feel shame.
exte de ani is talking negatively about Joan again. Elise has had enough, she decides to research
Aboncinot are so she educate Hani before she gets herself into trouble.

Refer to the list of words parts on the left to answer the questions. what prefix is used in the word incredulous? what suffix is used in the word incredulous? what word root is used in the word incredulous?

Read this excerpt from tim o’brien‘s “ambush” “i had already pulled the pin on a grenade. i had come to a crouch” which literary device is most clearly shown in this excerpt?

Select the contred text in the passage which sentence in this excerpt from john galsworthy's narrative essay "gone" reflects his view that there is no afterlife? an old woman and mrs. herd's sister were in the sitting-room, they showed us to the crazy, narrow stairway. though we lived distant but four hundred yards of a crows flight, we had never seen mrs. herd before, for that is the way of things in this land of minding one's own business a slight dark girlish-looking woman, almost quite refined away, and with those eyes of the dying, where the spirit is coming through, as it only does when it knows that al is over except just the passing. she lay in a double bed with clean white sheets. a white-washed room, so low that the ceiling almost touched our heads, some flowers in a bow, the small lattice window open. though it was hot in there, it was better far than the rooms of most families in towns, living on a wage of twice as much, for here was no sign of defeat in decency or cleanliness. in her face, as in poor herd's, was that same strange minging of resigned despair and almost eager appeal, so terrible to disappoint. yet, trying not to disappoint it, one felt guilty of treachery: what was the good, the kindness in making this poor bird flutter still with hope against the bars, when fast prison had so surely closed in round her? but what else could we do? we could not give her those glib assurances that naive souls make so easily to others concerning their after state. and the night was so beautiful, so utterly glamourously beautiful, with its star-flowers, and its silence and its trees clothed in moonlight. all was tranquil as a dream of sleep. but it was long before our hearts wandering with poor herd, would let us remember that she had slipped away into so beautiful a dream