CXC English A exam: Past paper type short story questions 1

Here are CXC CSEC English A past paper type short story questions.

These are the types of short story questions that have been on
CXC English A past papers

NB CXC suggests spending no more than 45 minutes to answer the short story question on Paper 2 of the English A exam. They also suggest 400 - 450 words as the short story length


Write a story entitled,"The decision that saved my life."

Answer 1.


"Jamila turned and walked away. I knew then that I had lost a friend." Write a story in which this sentence plays an important part.

Answer 1. Answer 2.


Write either a story OR a description entitled, "The village where nobody lives anymore".


Write a story which leads up to the following ending: "To this day, people passing through Coconut Grove still stop to ask for Waspie."


Write a story entitled: "The Dream That Came True."

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britany daley (not verified) 27 October 2012 - 10:18pm

In reply to by amanda (not verified)

good job

Jody (not verified) 23 September 2011 - 2:48pm

An excellent way to master English is to read a lot of it. Think and speak it too, you will be surprised how such efforts transcend to your understanding and ability to master exam questions.

guest (not verified) 19 November 2011 - 3:45pm

am doing a persuasive essay on "students should not bring cellular phones to school" am kinda blank.i cant even find a way to start it...can anyone plz help me.

josette nickie (not verified) 14 December 2011 - 8:21am

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u could have started by saying .
it is enough for teacher 2 be shouting ova d class when student r making noise let alone r on their cellular phones .this is y i ................ is arguing the point that students should not bring cell phone 2 cell.

rakeba (not verified) 20 December 2011 - 6:50am

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you could start with and introduction of the topic and continue by writing 4 more paragraph to say why it should be band or not band and in the 4 paragraph you you conclude

tyskia cole (not verified) 3 February 2012 - 2:10pm

i really need help in writing short story also eassy writg my problem is that my idea are all over the place and my characters are nt develop properly


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guest (not verified) 20 April 2012 - 10:21pm

good job

iasha antoine (not verified) 26 April 2012 - 3:53pm

if writing an essay what for examples if they ask you to use 400-450 words that means that you have to use right up to 400-450 words.

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Neisha keys so… (not verified) 7 May 2012 - 3:09am

In reply to by iasha antoine (not verified)

Um not really but if you do go overboard only the four hundred and fifty words will be read.

admin 7 May 2012 - 10:44am

In reply to by Neisha keys so… (not verified)

Sorry, but this is not quite correct.

If you go over 450 words, you whole essay will still be graded. The word count for essays is only strictly enforced in the summary question; the compulsory first question on the CXC CSEC English A paper 2.

guest (not verified) 19 October 2012 - 3:50am

In reply to by Neisha keys so… (not verified)

that is not true. your short story or descriptive essay is where you are allowed to go all out. The words are not counted as in summary writing. 400-450 is simply an estimate. CXC believes that with this word count you should be able to have all of the necessary elements of a short story or a descriptive essay. There have been short stories that have been way longer than this. Mine was.

janique (not verified) 5 November 2012 - 9:47am

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suetaniya (not verified) 26 November 2012 - 9:44pm

am doing a short story writing on tales told of the house that was lengenary.....but no one had actually seen it what i saw that night had steyed with me.........any kind heart person care to help

This story was written in response to the following question: “Some people never give up. They keep going on and on.” Write a story beginning with these words.

“Some people never give up. They keep going on and on and on. People of this caliber have forged themselves a place in history’s archives, boys, and if you live up to the challenge, so will you. Do your country proud.”

THE words of the arrogantly confident field commander whistled through his ears as a landmine exploded behind him. The blast of choking sulphur and ash rocked him, sending him to his knees on the ground. The screeches of Arabic curses seared his mind; he closed his eyes and wondered, “Is this what going on means?” How ironic it was that the passionate speech, fired with patriotism, had been given what felt like centuries ago, on the soil of a country he doubted his feet would ever kiss again. How ironic that he, a humble field soldier, now gambled with his life and a dubious metallic weapon, on the battlefield of someone else’s war, while the illustrious commander was tucked safely home, no doubt commenting gravely on the exploits of ‘our boys out there’.

He struggled to rise to his feet at the same time dreading the visual Holocaust sure to assail him. The centre of the town’s once prosperous financial district had been transformed into a base of squalor and destruction, where blood ran in the gutters instead of water … oh, for a taste, a drop of water, the soldier thought, raising his eyes to the relentlessly blazing Middle-Eastern sun. Mere feet away from him, children garbed in tattered rags kicked at the remains of a decaying mongrel. The stench of putrescence that rose from its desiccated limbs ought to have made them vomit, but they surely had nothing to expel from their empty bellies save gastric acid. Surely these people were promised food from my country, he wondered, the benevolent gesture of a superior nation, confident of its victory? No … then it seems the first casualty of war is truth.

A sudden, horrendous shriek rent the oppressive, steamy silence; the soldier whirled around, hands clutching his rifle. A hideous figure that might once have been called a woman, except for the torture marks of poverty and suffering carved into her frame, staggered through the street. Her skeletal arms were raised to the blazing skies above as if in praise, yet the sorrow imbedded in her deep onyx eyes made it clear she had nothing to rejoice for. The soldier followed her line of vision, seeing a young girl, of perhaps five years old, being detained by one of his colleagues, some metres away. He remembered that some of the local

Suddenly, without warning, the soldier up ahead slapped the child resoundingly about the face. Her little neck jerked backwards, as her head bobbed from side to side with the force of his blows. Piteous, moaning sounds escaped her mouth. Horrified, the young officer called out to his colleague to cease abusing the infant, but his reaction was overshadowed by that of the woman.

Imprecations burst from her mouth as she sprang forward with more energy than her emaciated limbs could possess. Angry, violent flames burned in her eyes in the place of sorrow, as her bare feet slapped the gravel of the ground. She cleared the distance in seconds, snatched the weeping child from her oppressor’s grasp with a fierce snarl, like a lioness would make when she discovers one of her cubs has been maltreated. The young soldier was amazed to see that her soles were bleeding, that lesions and gaping cuts peered from the bedraggled fabric of her dress. He tried to remember if he had ever seen anyone so strong, wondered if the commander he had once idolized would behave like this, to protect something he loved. He stood in the middle of the street, applauding silently as the woman and child made a hurried getaway, past the rubble of a destroyed building. He turned his back on his enraged counterpart and began walking off.

The burst of gunfire rooted him to the spot; he prayed to a god he had stopped believing in even as he heard the other man mutter, “That’ll teach you, you blasted woman”. He continued to stand still as the other’s booted steps grew ever distant, fading into the background. Had he gone to slaughter more innocents, the soldier thought, is this the bleeding face of humanity laid bare?

The woman and child lay on the ground some distance away. Their bodies were folded together, intertwined with Death’s gentle hands into a final embrace. Their souls fled to a place where suffering was but a nasty memory, where freedom lasted forever. The young soldier, once lit with shimmering ideals, once burning with desire to fight, to win, stood looking at their bodies, for a second, for a year. Though he was not dead, he felt part of his own soul flee his body, in disgust at the sight of what people did to other people. He leaned over and closed the eyes of the woman, realizing bitterly that her example of ‘never giving up’ had been more real and pure than any exhortations of a vainglorious commander.

“You”, he said to her lifeless body, with more conviction than he had ever felt, “have taught me what it means to go on”.

terree (not verified) 10 April 2013 - 2:12pm

am not really gud at summary writing..who can help me summarized dis one in 120 words.

In 1980 doctors in New York and California were intrigued by cases they were seeing of an extremely virulent form of pneumonia, usually found only in people with extraordinarily systems. They watch in alarm as patients, most of them young and with no particular history of illness, succumbed rapidly to illness they could do nothing to halt.

In twenty years,the disease has spread to every corner of the world. the HIV virus which causes AIDS is estimated to have infected almost sixty million people worldwide, according to UNAIDS. Of this number, an estimate 22 million have already died and an estimated 36.1 million people are currently living with HIV/AIDS.

HIV/AIDS has ha a devastating effect on social and economic fabric of society. It affects most frequently the most productive section of society, he parents, the breadwinners. It affects future generations: it pushes people deeper into poverty, widening the gap between the developed and the developing world.

HIV/AIDS has presented a major challenge to medical establishment from the beginning.It was first wrongly seen as a disease that affected only a particular group of society, or a particular race. Finally, it was clear that AIDS was infectious, could be transmitted through sexual intercourse,among intravenous drugs users, through blood transfusion of infected blood, and by infected mothers o their babies. still unknown was what cause the disease.
It was not 1983 the answer was found. The cause of AIDS was identified as a virus, or more correctly a retrovirus- the human immunodeficiency virus, or HIV for short.

From the beginning AIDS has been a disease like no other. It touches on most issues that are deeply personal,that are taboo, and that are polarise. Issues like race and religious beliefs. Issues of how personal behaviour can have an effect on public good. Myths and denials surrounded the disease in all part of the world.

The disease has been notable too for the debate it has raised on the pharmaceutical industry. Issues has come to the fore such as how the handle intellectual property, patenting of drugs, the availability of affordable drugs, ad the rights of developing countries to import or produce cheap generic drugs.

kerri (not verified) 20 May 2013 - 6:55pm

I really need some advice e on short story essays

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