ENG2603 Assignment 1 (QUALITY ANSWERS) 2024

This document contains workings, explanations and solutions to the ENG2603 Assignment 1 (QUALITY ANSWERS) 2024 - For assistance call or Whats-App us on 0.6.8...8.1.2...0.9.3.4....... Question 1: Nervous Conditions by Tsitsi Dangarembga 1. Write an essay in which you compare and contrast the upbringing of Tambudzai and Nyasha in Nervous Conditions. Your discussion must include how their different experiences inform their attitudes towards Western and Shona cultures. TOTAL: 50 x 2 = 100 marks OR 4 Question 2: Poems from The Century of South African Poetry by Michael J. F. Chapman 2. The slave dealer in the poem is haunted by his immoralities and the role he played in the slave trade. Discuss the ways in which the poet reveals the slave dealer’s torment and turmoil and indicate whether or not the religion of Christianity is depicted in the poem as supportive of slavery. The Slave Dealer (Thomas Pringle) From ocean's wave a Wanderer came, With visage tanned and dun: His Mother, when he told his name, Scarce knew her long-lost son; So altered was his face and frame By the ill course he had run. There was hot fever in his blood, And dark thoughts in his brain; And oh! to turn his heart to good That Mother strove in vain, For fierce and fearful was his mood, Racked by remorse and pain. And if, at times, a gleam more mild Would o'er his features stray, When knelt the Widow near her Child, And he tried with her to pray, It lasted not for visions wild Still scared good thoughts away. "There's blood upon my hands!" he said, "Which water cannot wash; It was not shed where warriors bled It dropped from the gory lash, As I whirled it o'er and o'er my head, And with each stroke left a gash. "With every stroke I left a gash, While Negro blood sprang high; And now all ocean cannot wash My soul from murder's dye; Nor e'en thy prayer, dear Mother, quash That Woman's wild death-cry! "Her cry is ever in my ear, And it will not let me pray; Her look I see her voice I hear As when in death she lay, And said, 'With me thou must appear ENG2603_Ass 01/2024 5 On God's great Judgment-day!'" "Now, Christ from frenzy keep my son!" The woeful Widow cried; "Such murder foul thou ne'er hast done Some fiend thy soul belied!" "Nay, Mother! the Avenging One Was witness when she died! ‘The writhing wretch with furious heel I crushed- no mortal nigh; But that same hour her dread appeal Was registered on high; And now with God I have to deal, And dare not meet His eye!’