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01. Directional Analysis
1.Are you good at justifying your answer when challenged by someone?
2.Do you excel at higher level math?
3.Are you more logical than intuitive? (especially when you encounter a problem)
4.Do you use strategies and knowledge to solve problems?
5.Are you comfortable learning difficult vocab words?
6.Do you dread doing math without a calculator?
7.Do you excel in science?
8.Are you relatively a fast problem solver in class?
9.Do you know how to set up a scientific experiment?
10.Do you often use expressions like 'in a nutshell' or 'simply put' or 'at the end of the day'?
02. Tendency Analysis
1.Is Tetris a strategy game or a speed game?
2.Are you a trickster or truth-teller?
3.Do you usually think of every possible scenario when finding an answer?
4.Do you panic under time pressure?
5.Do you consider yourself careful or decisive?
03. Thinking Pattern(Reading)
This passage is adapted from Edith Wharton, Ethan Frome, originally
published in 1911. Mattie Silver is Ethan’s household employee.
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Mattie Silver had lived under Ethan’s roof for a year, and from
early morning till they met at supper he had frequent chances of
seeing her; but no moments in her company were comparable to
those when, her arm in his, and her light step flying to keep time
with his long stride, they walked back through the night to the farm. He had taken to the girl from the first day, when he had driven over to the Flats to meet her, and she had smiled and waved to him from the train, crying out, “You must be Ethan!” as she jumped down with her bundles, housework while he reflected, looking over her slight
person: “She don’t look much on housework, but she ain’t a fretter, anyhow.” But it was not only that the coming to his house of a bit of hopeful young life was like the lighting of a fire on a cold hearth. The girl was more than the bright serviceable creature he had thought her. She had an eye to see and an ear to hear: he
could show her things and tell her things, and taste the bliss of feeling that all he imparted left long reverberations and echoes he could wake at will.
It was during their night walks back to the farm that he felt most intensely the sweetness of this communion. He had always been
more sensitive than the people about him to the appeal of natural beauty. His unfinished studies had given form to this sensibility and even in his unhappiest moments field and sky spoke to him with a deep and powerful persuasion. But hitherto the emotion had remained in him as a silent ache, veiling with sadness the beauty
that evoked it. He did not even know whether any one else in the world felt as he did, or whether he was the sole victim of this mournful privilege. Then he learned that one other spirit had trembled with the same touch of wonder: that at his side, living under his roof and eating his bread, was a creature to whom he
could say: “That’s Orion down yonder; the big fellow to the right is Aldebaran, and the bunch of little ones—like bees swarming—they’re the Pleiades...” or whom he could hold entranced before a ledge of granite thrusting up through the fern while he unrolled the huge panorama of the ice age, and the long
dim stretches of succeeding time. The fact that admiration for his learning mingled with Mattie’s wonder at what he taught was not the least part of his pleasure. And there were other sensations, less definable but more exquisite, which drew them together with a shock of silent joy: the cold red of sunset behind winter hills, the
flight of cloud-flocks over slopes of golden stubble, or the intensely blue shadows of hemlocks on sunlit snow. When she said to him once: “It looks just as if it was painted!” it seemed to Ethan that the art of definition could go no farther, and that words had at last been found to utter his secret soul....
As he stood in the darkness outside the church these memories came back with the poignancy of vanished things. Watching Mattie whirl down the floor from hand to hand he wondered how he could ever have thought that his dull talk interested her. To him, who was never gay but in her presence, her gaiety seemed plain proof of
indifference. The face she lifted to her dancers was the samewhich, when she saw him, always looked like a window that has caught the sunset. He even noticed two or three gestures which, in his fatuity, he had thought she kept for him: a way of throwing her head back when she was amused, as if to taste her laugh before
she let it out, and a trick of sinking her lids slowly when anything charmed or moved her.
with his long stride, they walked back through the night to the farm. He had taken to the girl from the first day, when he had driven over to the Flats to meet her, and she had smiled and waved to him from the train, crying out, “You must be Ethan!” as she jumped down with her bundles, housework while he reflected, looking over her slight
person: “She don’t look much on housework, but she ain’t a fretter, anyhow.” But it was not only that the coming to his house of a bit of hopeful young life was like the lighting of a fire on a cold hearth. The girl was more than the bright serviceable creature he had thought her. She had an eye to see and an ear to hear: he
could show her things and tell her things, and taste the bliss of feeling that all he imparted left long reverberations and echoes he could wake at will.
It was during their night walks back to the farm that he felt most intensely the sweetness of this communion. He had always been
more sensitive than the people about him to the appeal of natural beauty. His unfinished studies had given form to this sensibility and even in his unhappiest moments field and sky spoke to him with a deep and powerful persuasion. But hitherto the emotion had remained in him as a silent ache, veiling with sadness the beauty
that evoked it. He did not even know whether any one else in the world felt as he did, or whether he was the sole victim of this mournful privilege. Then he learned that one other spirit had trembled with the same touch of wonder: that at his side, living under his roof and eating his bread, was a creature to whom he
could say: “That’s Orion down yonder; the big fellow to the right is Aldebaran, and the bunch of little ones—like bees swarming—they’re the Pleiades...” or whom he could hold entranced before a ledge of granite thrusting up through the fern while he unrolled the huge panorama of the ice age, and the long
dim stretches of succeeding time. The fact that admiration for his learning mingled with Mattie’s wonder at what he taught was not the least part of his pleasure. And there were other sensations, less definable but more exquisite, which drew them together with a shock of silent joy: the cold red of sunset behind winter hills, the
flight of cloud-flocks over slopes of golden stubble, or the intensely blue shadows of hemlocks on sunlit snow. When she said to him once: “It looks just as if it was painted!” it seemed to Ethan that the art of definition could go no farther, and that words had at last been found to utter his secret soul....
As he stood in the darkness outside the church these memories came back with the poignancy of vanished things. Watching Mattie whirl down the floor from hand to hand he wondered how he could ever have thought that his dull talk interested her. To him, who was never gay but in her presence, her gaiety seemed plain proof of
indifference. The face she lifted to her dancers was the samewhich, when she saw him, always looked like a window that has caught the sunset. He even noticed two or three gestures which, in his fatuity, he had thought she kept for him: a way of throwing her head back when she was amused, as if to taste her laugh before
she let it out, and a trick of sinking her lids slowly when anything charmed or moved her.
1.Over the course of the passage, the main focus of the
narrative shifts from the
2.In the context of the passage, the author’s use of the
phrase “her light step flying to keep time with his
long stride” (line 4-5) is primarily meant to convey the
idea that
3.The author includes the descriptions of the sunset, the
clouds, and the hemlock shadows (lines 39–41) primarily to
4.The description in the first paragraph indicates that
what Ethan values most about Mattie is her
5.Which choice provides the best evidence for the answer
to the previous question?
PROSE FICTION: This passage IS adapted from the short story "Tattoo" by Rai a Mai (©2006 by University of Hawai'i Press)
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The first time I heard about tattoo, I was still a
little girl. My grandmother was telling me that the last
woman in Polynesia to have the face entirely tattooed
in those days was living in Hiva'Oa.
"She would often come down to the village by the shore. Maybe because she loved the-ocean ... Her whole face was tattooed and her hands and feet. For the body, I could not tell because she was always wrapped in tapa cloth. I used to play with the other village chil-
dren at the shore. And she would come and just sit there, under the sun, for hours. She would stare silently at the sea. Not moving. Not talking. Not smiling. Not looking at anyone. Her eyes on the sea, as if captivated by these ever-rolling waves. Her body leaning with
intensity toward the ocean, as if her whole being was listening to something we could not hear.
"I like people who can sit under the sun without moving and without talking, their eyes filled with dreams from another world ...
"I was probably about your age when my parents decided to migrate to the Marquesas Islands. You know, child, the people over there have skin different from ours. Mine is black. This is Pa'umotu skin! Yours is white because you have in you the mixed blood of your
ancestors. But theirs is a beautiful reddish color, like ahi mono'i, made from sandalwood and powder. The way they speak is also different. When they speak, you hear a song. They sound like the white birds that fly over the cliffs along the shoreline just before·the rain.
"Yes ... I do like people who can sit under the sun without moving and without talking, their eyes filled with dreams from another world ...
"So when we played tiipa, I would hide behind a rock not too far away from the tattoo lady and I would
imitate her. I would sit against the rock and feel the pleasure of the sunrays trapped in the rock warming my back. I: d close my eyes, breathe deeply, and feel the sunrays on my eyelids. Then I would open my eyes again and just stare at the sea ... I tried to hear what
she was hearing ...
"But you see, child, I didn't have any tattoo around my eyes, and I couldn't see what she saw. I didn't have any tattoo around my lips and on my chin, and I couldn't shut my mouth for very long. I didn't
have any tattoo on my forehead, and I couldn't concen- trate on the ocean's language.
"Sometimes the tattoo lady would lift her hands up toward the sky. And from her hands would dance a few words among the clouds from Heaven. See, child, her
hands were beautifully tattooed on the side of the palm and along the small fingers. At times, she would catch a word and bring it back to her chest, as if to bury it in her heart.
"I would see, then, tears run along the tattoo on
her face ...
"So I went to see my father and told him that I wanted a tattoo somewhere on my body. I said that I wanted to be able to hear what others couldn't hear. I said that I wanted to catch the words from among the
clouds from Heaven.
"My father looked at me, opened his mouth. But no word came out of it. Then he closed his mouth again and just looked at me. He drew me against him and sat me on his lap. With his arms wrapped around me, he
chanted. He sang like the white birds that fly over the cliffs along the shoreline just before the rain. "Then he said, 'We used to tell our story on our body. And people and heavens would know who we were. They would recognize us. But nowadays, stories
and words are written in books. The words are caught directly from our memories and written with ink on paper. You don't need to catch the words in the clouds from Heaven any longer. They are here!' And he pointed a finger to my forehead.
"So you see, child," my grandmother went on, "today no one has Polynesian tattoo on their body any- more. Well ... some men bring back tattoo from the army. But theirs tell not of war; they speak of love and broken hearts. They draw a heart pierced by an arrow
... They draw the name of a woman they fell in love with ... They are unfinished designs. In fact, nobody knows how to tattoo the way our ancestors did. They have forgotten.
"Our word tatau has traveled all over the world
and is known by all the nations. It has become such a part of everyone's language that people have forgotten that originally this word was a Polynesian word: tatau! Tatau has disappeared from our memories ...
"And you know what? I was never able to catch
any words: neither in books nor from among the clouds from Heaven."
As I listened to my grandmother, I looked at her naked black hands and I felt the desire for words to grow inside me.
"She would often come down to the village by the shore. Maybe because she loved the-ocean ... Her whole face was tattooed and her hands and feet. For the body, I could not tell because she was always wrapped in tapa cloth. I used to play with the other village chil-
dren at the shore. And she would come and just sit there, under the sun, for hours. She would stare silently at the sea. Not moving. Not talking. Not smiling. Not looking at anyone. Her eyes on the sea, as if captivated by these ever-rolling waves. Her body leaning with
intensity toward the ocean, as if her whole being was listening to something we could not hear.
"I like people who can sit under the sun without moving and without talking, their eyes filled with dreams from another world ...
"I was probably about your age when my parents decided to migrate to the Marquesas Islands. You know, child, the people over there have skin different from ours. Mine is black. This is Pa'umotu skin! Yours is white because you have in you the mixed blood of your
ancestors. But theirs is a beautiful reddish color, like ahi mono'i, made from sandalwood and powder. The way they speak is also different. When they speak, you hear a song. They sound like the white birds that fly over the cliffs along the shoreline just before·the rain.
"Yes ... I do like people who can sit under the sun without moving and without talking, their eyes filled with dreams from another world ...
"So when we played tiipa, I would hide behind a rock not too far away from the tattoo lady and I would
imitate her. I would sit against the rock and feel the pleasure of the sunrays trapped in the rock warming my back. I: d close my eyes, breathe deeply, and feel the sunrays on my eyelids. Then I would open my eyes again and just stare at the sea ... I tried to hear what
she was hearing ...
"But you see, child, I didn't have any tattoo around my eyes, and I couldn't see what she saw. I didn't have any tattoo around my lips and on my chin, and I couldn't shut my mouth for very long. I didn't
have any tattoo on my forehead, and I couldn't concen- trate on the ocean's language.
"Sometimes the tattoo lady would lift her hands up toward the sky. And from her hands would dance a few words among the clouds from Heaven. See, child, her
hands were beautifully tattooed on the side of the palm and along the small fingers. At times, she would catch a word and bring it back to her chest, as if to bury it in her heart.
"I would see, then, tears run along the tattoo on
her face ...
"So I went to see my father and told him that I wanted a tattoo somewhere on my body. I said that I wanted to be able to hear what others couldn't hear. I said that I wanted to catch the words from among the
clouds from Heaven.
"My father looked at me, opened his mouth. But no word came out of it. Then he closed his mouth again and just looked at me. He drew me against him and sat me on his lap. With his arms wrapped around me, he
chanted. He sang like the white birds that fly over the cliffs along the shoreline just before the rain. "Then he said, 'We used to tell our story on our body. And people and heavens would know who we were. They would recognize us. But nowadays, stories
and words are written in books. The words are caught directly from our memories and written with ink on paper. You don't need to catch the words in the clouds from Heaven any longer. They are here!' And he pointed a finger to my forehead.
"So you see, child," my grandmother went on, "today no one has Polynesian tattoo on their body any- more. Well ... some men bring back tattoo from the army. But theirs tell not of war; they speak of love and broken hearts. They draw a heart pierced by an arrow
... They draw the name of a woman they fell in love with ... They are unfinished designs. In fact, nobody knows how to tattoo the way our ancestors did. They have forgotten.
"Our word tatau has traveled all over the world
and is known by all the nations. It has become such a part of everyone's language that people have forgotten that originally this word was a Polynesian word: tatau! Tatau has disappeared from our memories ...
"And you know what? I was never able to catch
any words: neither in books nor from among the clouds from Heaven."
As I listened to my grandmother, I looked at her naked black hands and I felt the desire for words to grow inside me.
6.In the passage, the narrator's grandmother states that one reason she spent time at the shore was to:
7.The passage's repetition in lines 65-66 of the simile used in lines 28-29 creates a direct connection between the Marquesas Islanders' speech and the:
8.In the passage, the narrator's grandmother suggests that having a tattoo would have allowed her to do all of the following EXCEPT:
9.As it is used twice in line 1, the word I directly refers to the:
10.In the passage, the narrator's grandmother speculates that the tattoo lady came down to the village by the shore because the tattoo lady:
04. Thinking Pattern(Math)
1.The gas mileage for Peter’s car is 21 miles per gallon when the car travels at an average speed of 50 miles per hour. The car’s gas tank has 17 gallons of gas at the beginning of a trip. If Peter’s car travels at an average speed of 50 miles per hour, which of the following functions 
models the number of gallons of gas remaining in the tank 
hours after the trip begins?
models the number of gallons of gas remaining in the tank hours after the trip begins?2.At a primate reserve, the mean age of all the male primates is 15 years, and the mean age of all female primates is 19 years. Which of the following must be true about the mean age 
of the combined group of male and female primates at the primate reserve?
of the combined group of male and female primates at the primate reserve?3.A typical image taken of the surface of Mars by a camera is 11.2 gigabits in size. A tracking station on Earth can receive data from the spacecraft at a data rate of 3 megabits per second for a maximum of 11 hours each day. If 1 gigabit equals 1,024 megabits, what is the maximum number of typical images that the tracking station could receive from the camera each day?
4.The function is defined by 
,where 
is a constant. In the 
-plane, the graph of intersects the 
-axis at the three points (−4, 0), and 
, and (
, 0). What is the value of ?
is defined by ,where is a constant. In the -plane, the graph of intersects the -axis at the three points (−4, 0), and , and (, 0). What is the value of ?5.An architect drew the sketch below while designing a house roof. The dimensions shown are for the interior of the triangle. Solve for the cosine of .
.
Write the answer as a fration:
6.A dog eats 7 cans of food in 3 days. At this rate, how many cans of food does the dog eat in 3 + 
days?
days?7.Given that sin A = 
and 
, what are all possible values of cos A?
and , what are all possible values of cos A?8.Which of the following values is a zero of 
?
?9.The system of equations below has multiple solutions, all of which satisfy the equation 
. If it can be determined, what is the value of 
?
. If it can be determined, what is the value of ?
10.An organization promoting good nutritional habits collected data on fat calories in foods from 9 fast- food restaurants. The values represent the number of fat calories in a small order of french fries at each of these fast-food restaurants: 160, 106, 104, 113, 160, 103, 161, 89, 96.
The organization collects data from 2 additional restaurants and includes the new data in the list. The number of fat calories in a small order of french fries at each of the 2 additional restaurants is designed by and 
, respectively. Which of the following expressions gives the average of this larger list of values?
The organization collects data from 2 additional restaurants and includes the new data in the list. The number of fat calories in a small order of french fries at each of the 2 additional restaurants is designed by
and , respectively. Which of the following expressions gives the average of this larger list of values?05. Thinking Pattern(Science)
1.In Experiment 1, which of the bacterial species fermented lactose?
2.Suppose that in Experiment 2 both Species B and Species C had been added to a large test tube containing sucrose broth and to a large test tube containing lactose broth. Which of the following would most likely depict the results?
3.Suppose a scientist isolates a bacterial species that is 1 of the 4 species used in Experiment 1. She adds the species to sucrose broth and observes that neither acid nor CO2 is produced. She then adds the species to lactose broth and observes that both acid and CO2 are produced. Based on the results of Experiment 1, the species is most likely:
4.What is the evidence from Experiments 1 and 2 that Species C and Species D acted synergistically in Experiment 2 ?
5.Which of the following figures best illustrates the results of Experiment 1 for Species D in the sucrose broth?
6.Is the hypothesis that Species A and Species C acted synergistically supported by the results of Experiment 2 ?
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