Portuguese assessment with exercises on: vocative, crasis, formal and informal language (music analysis: Love yourself more of the singer Marília Mendonça), connotation and denotation and reading and interpretation of the narrative of horror. This assessment is aimed at 8th grade students.
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1. Read the sentences below carefully and indicate D when the denotation prevails and Ç when the connotation prevails:
The. ( ) My mother is my mirror.
B. ( ) I broke the mirror at home.
ç. ( ) This girl has a heart of gold.
d. ( ) Peter had a heart transplant.
and. ( ) You are bad, you have a heart of stone.
f. ( ) I completed twenty springs.
g. ( ) In spring the fields bloom.
H. ( ) Catarina is an orphan of affection.
i. ( ) Douglas was fatherless very early.
2. Analyze the excerpt of the song "Love yourself more" of the singer Marília Mendonça and answer what is asked:
"…No i'm playing in your face, no 
I don't want confusion
today i i'm so at peace
Why don't you do the same as we does?
Happy people don't disturb other couples…”
The words highlighted in this stanza of the song are employed in the language:
Check only one alternative:
The. ( ) informal
B. ( ) formal
3. Highlight the vocatives in the prayers below, when applicable:
The. Daddy, come here, please?
B. Richard is sitting on the sidewalk on Rua Brilhante, Pedro.
ç. Kate, did you bring cheese bread?
d. I went, Jonas, to São Paulo, but I didn't visit Joana.
and. I need more attention, Carlos.
f. Will you go to the party today, Carmen?
g. Peterson, are we going to the dance on Saturday?
H. Rafaela, I need to talk to you.
i. Janies is a smart girl.
j. Daughter, you are very angry today.
k. Isadora went to the ball dressed as a queen.
l. Paulo, run here!
4. Check the alternatives that have use correct from the back:
The. ( ) I left home in a hurry.
B. ( ) In the evening I will go to the cinema.
ç. ( ) As the rain fell, it left my life forever.
d. ( ) Don't sneak out.
and. ( ) Sometimes we go on with life as the costume dictates.
f. ( ) I went to President Epitácio.
g. ( ) I'm going to Germany.
H. ( ) I'm going to France.
i. ( ) I like to go horse riding at my grandfather's farm.
j. ( ) I came back to thinking about life.
1 (...) Arriving at the door, he turned once more and, after a moment of reflection, he said: – The time has come 
2 And so, leaving the rest of his sentence in the air, he underlined it with a tone of casual ferocity, as he made the expressive gesture of washing his hands. Of course I understand!
My only question was whether any nightmare could become even more terrible than the sinister and unnatural chain of shadows and mysteries that threatened to close around me.
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3 Later.- I fully endorse the last words written by me; this time, however, there is no doubt. I will not be afraid to sleep anywhere else, as long as he is not present. I hung the crucifix over the head of my bed…so I believe that my neglect will be free from nightmares. That's where he must stay.
4 When he left, I went to my room. After a few moments, hearing no noise, I went out again and climbed the stone stairs, from the top of which I could take in a wide view towards the south. There was at least a reasonable sense of freedom there that converged from the vastness of space, even with its vastness remaining inaccessible to me, when compared to the narrowness of the courtyard, more bellow. Looking at this whole picture, I was even more convinced that I was hopelessly trapped and I felt the urgent need to take in some fresh air, although now the night had reached its fullness. And, curiously, I also began to feel the indefinable influence of the night descending on me. Such a feeling wrecks my nerves. I shudder at the sight of my own shadow, and I am riddled with all kinds of the most horrible imaginings. God is witness to the terrible tremors I have been enduring in this cursed place! I then glanced at the magnificence of the vastness, now bathed in a soft yellow moonlight, which gradually turned into an almost solar brightness. In the dim light, the distant hills seemed to interpenetrate each other, while the shadows that were drawn along the ravines and valleys resembled a black velvet cloak. The natural beauty of the surroundings seemed to fascinate me. There was peace and stillness in every breath I took.
5 I was leaning against a window when I noticed that something was moving on the floor immediately below mine and slightly to my left, where, in order of rooms, the external windows of the dorm room should coincide. Count himself. The window by which I was standing was tall and deep, had a stone sill, and although badly weathered, it was still in reasonable condition. It was, however, evident that the respective frame had long since ceased to exist. I retreat behind the parapet and cautiously look down.
6 What I saw was the Count's head sticking out of the window opening. I couldn't see his face. I recognized him, however, by the cut of his neck and also by the movement of his back and arms. Anyway, I couldn't be confused by his hands, whose features I had studied so many times. What is surprising is that now he felt interested in me and as if attracted by a morbid pleasure, which only I can explain in the face of the strange disproportion in which a man forced to live in a prison begins to face similar subject matter. Such sensations did not take long, however, to turn into a dreadful impact of revulsion and terror when I saw the whole man emerge from inside the window and slide away. down the wall to the outside of the castle, hanging upside down over the dizzying abyss and with the cloak floating around her body like a thick wing black. At once, I couldn't believe what was portrayed on the retina of my eyes. I seemed to be facing an unusual visual distortion caused by moonlight or some fantastic illusion caused by shadow. But I steadied my eyes and there could no longer be such a mistake. I could now see the fingers and toes becoming firm in the corners of the stones, there exposed by the erosion of wind and rain. And, thus taking advantage of every crevice and every apex or slight protrusion, his body slid downwards, moving at an incredible speed, like a small saury when still on the walls. What kind of man is this, or what kind of creature or mere beast is there hidden beneath the features of a man? I feel the terror of this demonic place annihilate me. I'm in a panic-in a death panic-and there's no way out for me. I'm immobilized by a web of terror that my brain refuses to reason about.
Stoker, Bram. Dracula. 2. ed. Porto Alegre: L&PM, 1985, p.45-46
5. Read the first two paragraphs of the text and explain what the tone of voice is like and what are the implicit recommendations that Count Dracula made to Harker? Explain whether Harker understood these recommendations.
6. Some predictions about what might happen to Jonathan Harker can be read in the second paragraph. In the wake of the horror narrative, what unusual event constitutes the realization of these predictions?
7. Comment on the strategies used by the author in paragraphs 3, 4, and 5 to increase the reader's expectation and generate suspense?
8. Still in paragraph 4, some facts narrated introduce a doubt about the veracity of the events.
What are these comments?
9. Note the divisions relevant to works of fiction:
realistic works: An event that, even when strange and even mysterious, is explained by the laws of the world we know.
fantastic works: Ambiguous events that provoke doubts in the reader who thinks: would they be supernatural manifestations, coincidences, dreams or illusions?
wonderful works: Events inexplicable by the laws of the world we know. It does not arouse doubts because events belong to the supernatural order.
After reading the excerpt above, answer:
Explain why these narrator's comments (mentioned in the previous question) take the narrative to the field of the fantastic?
10. Analyze the culmination and explain why from that moment on, the narrative definitely enters the field of the marvelous?
By Rosiane Fernandes Silva – Graduated in Letters
At answers are in the link above the header.
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