Y7 & Y8 – 25/05/17

Due: 05/06 (Issued: 25/05)

Title: Paper One – Awful Auntie

Spend 15 minutes reading and preparing the extract for your answers (identify which parts are relevant to which questions and identify important subject terminology).

Use the following sentence starters for the following questions:

Question 2: (Write two full paragraphs)

Point: The writer uses language to…
Evidence: This is revealed in the quotation “…”
Identify & Define: The     “…” shows/suggests…
Writer: The writer is signifying / implying / suggesting… because…
Reader: The reader feels / imagines / thinks… because…
Link: Further, the writer… / This is further supported by the quotation “…”

Question 3:  (Write at least two full paragraphs)

Focus: The focus [opens on / shifts / broadens / narrows to]… where the reader learns…
Evidence: The writers states “…” and “…”
Questions & Answers: The reader is questioning / has learned… because…
Effect: The focus [is / has changed] because… to make the reader feel…

Question 4: (Write at least three full paragraphs)

Point: I (dis)agree with X to a [great / certain / minimal] extent because the writer uses language to…
Evidence:This is revealed in the quotation “…”
Identify & Define: The     “…” shows/suggests…
Writer: The writer’s method of… [signifies / implies / suggests]… because…
Reader: [I / This makes me] [feel / imagine / think]… because…
Link: Further, the writer… / This is further supported by the quotation “…”

Section A

Answer all questions in this section.

You are advised to spend about 45 minutes on this section.

  1. Read again lines 1-5.

List four things from this part of the source about Stella.                                (4 marks)


  1. Look in detail at lines 34-39 of the source

How does the writer use language here to describe Aunt Alberta?

You could include the writer’s choice of:

  • Words and phrases
  • Language features and techniques
  • Sentence forms (8 marks)


  1. You now need to think about the whole of the source.

How has the writer structured the text to interest you as a reader?

You could write about:

  • what the writer focuses your attention on at the beginning
  • how and why the writer changes this focus as the source develops
  • any other structural features that interest you. (8 marks)


  1. Focus this part of your answer on the middle part of the source, from line 13 to line 21.

A student, having read this section of the text, said “This part, where Stella recalls being terrified, builds suspense and makes the reader anxious for her”.

To what extent do you agree?

In your response, you could:

  • Consider your own impressions of the growing suspense
  • Evaluate how the writer reveals the suspense through Stella
  • Support your opinions with quotations from the text.                              (20 marks)

Awful Auntie by David Walliams

Stella Saxby is the sole heir to Saxby Hall, but she is also the prisoner of her awful Aunt Alberta, who has other ideas.

Stella felt as if she had been asleep forever. Was it days? Months? Years? Her mouth was as dry as a desert. Her body felt as heavy as stone. As still as a statue.

For a moment the little girl thought she might still be asleep and dreaming. Dreaming she was awake in her bedroom. Stella had experienced that dream before, and it was frightening because try as she might she couldn’t move. Was this the same nightmare again?

Or something more sinister? To test whether she was asleep and dreaming, the girl thought she would try to move. Starting at the far end of her body, first she tried to waggle her little toe. If she was awake and she thought about waggling her toe it would just waggle. But try as she might it wouldn’t waggle, or wiggle. Or even woggle. One by one she tried to move each toe on her left foot, and then each toe on her right. One by one they all point-blank refused to do anything. Feeling increasingly panicked she tried to circle her ankles, before attempting to stretch her legs, then to bend her knees and finally she concentrated as hard as she could on lifting her arms. All were impossible. It was as if she had been buried in sand from the neck down.

Beyond her bedroom door, Stella heard a sound. The house dated back centuries, it had been passed through many generations of the Saxby family. It was so old that everything creaked, and so vast that every noise echoed down the endless labyrinth of corridors. Sometimes the young Stella believed that the house was haunted. That a ghost stalked Saxby Hall in the dead of night. When she went to bed, the little girl was convinced she could hear someone or something moving about behind her wall. Sometimes she would even hear a voice, calling to her. Terrified, she would dash into her mother and father’s room, and climb into bed with them. Her mother and father would hold Stella tight, and tell her she was not to worry her pretty little head. All those strange noises were just the clatter of pipes and the creaking of floorboards.

Stella was not so sure.

Her eyes darted over to the huge oak-panelled door of her bedroom. At waist height there was a keyhole, though she never locked the door and didn’t even know where the key was. Most likely it had been lost a hundred years ago by some great-great-great- grandparent. One of those Saxby lords or ladies whose paintings were hung every few paces along the corridors, captured forever unsmiling in oils.

The keyhole flickered light to dark. The little girl thought she saw the white of an eyeball staring at her through the hole before quickly disappearing out of view.

“Mama? Is that you?” she cried out. Hearing her own voice out loud, Stella knew this was no dream.

On the other side of the door an eerie silence lingered.

Stella plucked up the courage to speak again. “Who is it?” she pleaded. “Please?” The floorboards creaked outside. Someone or something had been spying on her through the keyhole.

The handle turned, and slowly the door was pushed open. The bedroom was dark, but the hallway was light, so at first all the girl could see was a silhouette.

It was the outline of someone as wide as they were tall. Even though they were extremely wide they still weren’t particularly tall. The figure was wearing a tailored jacket and plus fours (those long billowy shorts that golfers sometimes wear). A deer-stalker hat adorned the figure’s head, with the ear flaps unflatteringly down. Jutting out from their mouth was a long thick pipe. Soon plumes of sickly sweet tobacco smoke clouded the room. On one hand there was a thick leather glove. Perched on the glove was the unmistakeable outline of an owl.

Stella knew instantly who this person was. It was her awful aunt, Alberta.