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Chapter 114

2022 : B

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Chapter 114 · 2022 : B · READING1

Questions 1-10 are based on the following

passage.

This passage is adapted from Amy Tan, The Bonesetter’s

Daughter. ©2001 by Amy Tan.

At last, Old Widow Lau was done haggling with

the driver and we stepped inside Father’s shop. It was

north-facing, quite dim inside, and perhaps this was

Line why Father did not see us at first. He was busy with a

5 customer, a man who was distinguished-looking, like

the scholars of two decades before. The two men

were bent over a glass case, discussing the different

qualities of inksticks. Big Uncle welcomed us and

invited us to be seated. From his formal tone, I knew

10 he did not recognize who we were. So I called his

name in a shy voice. And he squinted at me, then

laughed and announced our arrival to Little Uncle,

who apologized many times for not rushing over

sooner to greet us. They rushed us to be seated at one

15 of two tea tables for customers. Old Widow Lau

refused their invitation three times, exclaiming that

my father and uncles must be too busy for visitors.

She made weak efforts to leave. On the fourth

insistence, we finally sat. Then Little Uncle brought

20 us hot tea and sweet oranges, as well as bamboo

latticework fans with which to cool ourselves.

I tried to notice everything so I could later tell

GaoLing what I had seen, and tease out her envy. The

floors of the shop were of dark wood, polished and

25 clean, no dirty footprints, even though this was

during the dustiest part of the summer. And along

the walls were display cases made of wood and glass.

The glass was very shiny and not one pane was

broken. Within those glass cases were our silk-

30 wrapped boxes, all our hard work. They looked so

much nicer than they had in the ink-making studio

at Immortal Heart village.

I saw that Father had opened several of the boxes.

He set sticks and cakes and other shapes on a silk

35 cloth covering a glass case that served as a table on

which he and the customer leaned. First he pointed

to a stick with a top shaped like a fairy boat and said

with graceful importance, “Your writing will flow as

smoothly as a keel cutting through a glassy lake.”

40 He picked up a bird shape: “Your mind will soar into

the clouds of higher thought.” He waved toward a

row of ink cakes embellished with designs of peonies

and bamboo: “Your ledgers will blossom into

abundance while bamboo surrounds your quiet

45 mind.”

As he said this, Precious Auntie came back into

mind. I was remembering how she taught me that

everything, even ink, had a purpose and a meaning:

Good ink cannot be the quick kind, ready to pour out

50 of a bottle. You can never be an artist if your work

comes without effort. That is the problem of modern

ink from a bottle. You do not have to think. You

simply write what is swimming on the top of your

brain. And the top is nothing but pond scum, dead

55 leaves, and mosquito spawn. But when you push an

inkstick along an inkstone, you take the first step to

cleansing your mind and your heart. You push and

you ask yourself, What are my intentions? What is in

my heart that matches my mind?

I remembered this, and yet that day in the ink

shop, I listened to what Father was saying, and his

words became far more important than anything

Precious Auntie had thought. “Look here,” Father

said to his customer, and I looked. He held up an

65 inkstick and rotated it in the light. “See? It’s the right

hue, purple-black, not brown or gray like the cheap

brands you might find down the street. And listen to

this.” And I heard a sound as clean and pure as a

small silver bell. “The high-pitched tone tells you that

70 the soot is very fine, as smooth as the sliding banks of

old rivers. And the scent—can you smell the balance

of strength and delicacy, the musical notes of the

ink’s perfume? Expensive, and everyone who sees

you using it will know that it was well worth the high

75 price.”

I was very proud to hear Father speak of our

family’s ink this way



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