Questões BNCC EF08LI06

Why do some stories keep being read long after the time they describe? During a weekend reading circle at the public library, a volunteer shared a simplified chapter from Charles Dickens. In the scene, a rich man walks past cold streets and meets a family that is trying to stay hopeful with very little food and coal. The narrator mentions a “workhouse” (a place where poor people had to work for help) and shows how social rules made life harder for many children.

After reading, the group talked about how the story was written in another century, but still feels familiar when people discuss poverty, generosity, and responsibility today. The volunteer added that reading the story in English lets readers hear the author’s voice and notice details of daily life in Victorian London.

Based on the text, evaluate the reaction that best shows appreciation of this narrative as part of cultural heritage.

Why did my grandmother clap twice before she began a story? On warm nights, we sat on the steps, and the street went quiet as if it also wanted to listen. She lowered her voice and said that, long ago, in a dry season, a tiny spider promised to bring food to the village.

The spider walked into the forest where a strong tiger kept the best yams. “You are too small,” the tiger laughed. The spider did not argue. Instead, it asked the tiger to show how hard he could pull a rope. While the tiger pulled with all his strength, the spider tied the other end around a tree and calmly carried the yams away.

When my grandmother paused, she smiled at our surprised faces and repeated one line slowly: “Big does not always mean wise.”

Interpret the excerpt and identify the type of traditional narrative it most closely follows, based on its characters and how the problem is solved.

How could a street be both silent and loud at the same time? The fog swallowed the sound of my steps, yet the city kept talking. A man in a tall hat waved me across the road as a horse pulled a small black cab. Under the yellow glow of street gas lamps, I queued at a tea stall and paid one penny for a hot bun. “Extra! Extra!” cried a boy with fresh newspapers, and the wet pages smelled of ink. When the church bell struck six, a factory whistle answered from far away. I hurried to the shop, careful not to splash mud on my mother’s borrowed coat. At home, my sister asked why the night looked like smoke. I told her, “Because every chimney is awake.”

Analyze the clues in the narrative and infer the setting it most likely evokes as a piece of cultural memory. What setting is suggested?

Have you ever wondered why some people say stories are “older than books”? On winter nights, my aunt switches off the TV and gathers the cousins near the stove. She tells us a tale her grandfather learned by the sea, about Raven, a clever black bird. At the start she always says, “Lean in, lean in,” and we answer, “We’re listening.” Each time Raven plans a trick, she repeats the same rhythm of words, tapping the spoon on her cup. In the tale, Raven wants to bring light to a dark world, so he sings, distracts a greedy chief, and escapes with a box that glows like dawn. When the room gets quiet, my aunt finishes with the same closing line she never changes: “Carry it with you, and tell it again.”

Based on the narrative, identify the feature that most clearly signals the story is being preserved as cultural heritage through oral tradition.

On the edge of a cold Scottish island, Mairi watched the seals from a distance. She knew the old story: some seals were selkies, sea-people who could step onto land if they took off their skin.

After a storm, a smooth sealskin lay tangled in seaweed. Mairi carried it home and hid it inside a wooden chest, under wool blankets that smelled of smoke. Weeks later, a stranger appeared at the village dance. His eyes were dark and restless, as if he kept listening for waves even when the music grew loud.

He stayed. Seasons passed. Yet every time the tide pulled out, Mairi noticed him grow quiet. One evening, while she searched for thread, the chest lid slipped. For a moment, the house filled with the scent of salt and the sound of distant surf.

Based on the excerpt, identify the sentence that best continues the narrative in a way that fits a traditional Scottish folk tale and its tone.

In the soft glow of twilight, a small spider named Anansi crept along the damp stones at the river's edge. Ahead lay a fisherman's net, abandoned for the day. Anansi's many eyes caught sight of a golden fish flopping beside the net. With nimble legs, he wove a thin vine into a pouch and carefully tucked the fish inside. Then, he whispered a promise to share his prize with friends come dawn. Before sunrise, Anansi had carried the pouch through the forest, offering pieces of the shining fish to each creature he met. By morning, word of his clever act had spread, and the animals gathered to celebrate his cunning success.

Analise the excerpt and identify which narrative element highlights the trickster theme common in folk tales.

Misty hills curved like silver waves around the small village of Glenharrow, where each roof was thatched with reeds and each cobblestone path led to the old stone circle. At twilight, villagers gathered by the shore to listen as Morag recited legends of the selkie folk—seal people who shed their skins to dance on moonlit sands. Her voice rose and fell with Gaelic rhythm, and the wind seemed to carry her words across the waves. Children clutched shells and stared at the dark sea, imagining seals slipping ashore. Through each tale, the community honored ancient customs and kept alive the stories passed down from ancestors.

Identify the opening for the next paragraph that best preserves the cultural and atmospheric elements established in the excerpt.

I remember the long winter nights in our village, where my grandmother would carve symbols onto birch bark by firelight. Each swirl told of a successful spring hunt; each straight line marked the feast after our autumn harvest. My grandmother learned this craft from her mother, who had heard the earliest legends from travellers. Generations before, these carvings guided our people across frozen lands. She said these symbols helped our history travel beyond words. As the wind howled outside the wooden walls, we sat in silence, tracing each mark until the stories came alive in our minds.

Analise the excerpt and determine what the act of carving symbols onto birch bark most clearly reveals about the community.