Describe a time when your friend who was a photographer achieved success and you as a friend felt proud Who that friend was? What success he/she achieved? How important this success was for your friend?

describe a time when you felt proud of a friend’s success Who that friend was? What success he/she achieved? How important this success was for your friend?

3. descirbe a time when you felt proud of a friend’s success Who that friend was? What success he/she achieved? How important this success was for your friend?

WHAT IS SOMETHING YOU HAVE DONE, BUILT OR LEARNED THAT YOU ARE MOST PROUD OF? (WRITE MAX 5 SENTENCES)

A Different PerspectiveFor most of my school life, I was a ‘top student’. I won all sorts of prizes and awards, especially for art and design. So, in my senior year, many people expected me to easily win the senior photography award – as long as I kept doing what I’d always done.I remember the Tuesday afternoon when everything changed. A week before the awards ceremony, where the winner would be decided, I was finalising my portfolio alongside some other students and our teacher. I was focused on choosing a few of my photos to enlarge and display on the walls. They were technically very good – all using the teacher’s techniques, just as I’d been taught – but I couldn’t help thinking that the images all looked so similar, and so devoid of personality.As I stared at my photos, my mind drifted to the people I’d noticed as I walked to school that morning: a couple walking slowly around the park, a thoughtful mother holding a child at a bus stop, an old man tearfully reading a letter on a park bench… I decided that I wanted to change my exhibition photos. But I had only a week to prepare new photos for the exhibition.My photography teacher was far from encouraging. “Think of all the work you have put in, Liliana. And don’t forget how much everyone loved your photos last year.” I tried to explain how I wanted others to wonder, like me, what lies behind a person’s face, what experiences have shaped them. But she did not understand why I would risk the award.I nodded politely. “I suppose that's best”, I said quietly. But that afternoon, as I walked home, I took out my camera. Nothing fancy, no prepared lighting or positioning – just people in my community doing their shopping, or playing football, or sitting and chatting.Over the next week, I produced a completely new portfolio for the exhibition, printing out and mounting or framing my favourites. I didn’t win the award– I didn’t expect to with these unfiltered, unpolished images – but so many people congratulated me on my ability to capture life’s diverse emotions. As I was leaving, a girl told me that one of the photos was of her grandfather laughing with his friends outside a shop. She thought it was beautiful and wanted to buy it. I gave it to her for free. The joy on her face was so much more valuable than any award.Question promptWhat does the first paragraph emphasise?Question response areaSelect one optionLiliana’s efforts to changepeople’s expectations of LilianaLiliana’s uncertainty about her goalsthe support that Liliana received from others

A Different PerspectiveFor most of my school life, I was a ‘top student’. I won all sorts of prizes and awards, especially for art and design. So, in my senior year, many people expected me to easily win the senior photography award – as long as I kept doing what I’d always done.I remember the Tuesday afternoon when everything changed. A week before the awards ceremony, where the winner would be decided, I was finalising my portfolio alongside some other students and our teacher. I was focused on choosing a few of my photos to enlarge and display on the walls. They were technically very good – all using the teacher’s techniques, just as I’d been taught – but I couldn’t help thinking that the images all looked so similar, and so devoid of personality.As I stared at my photos, my mind drifted to the people I’d noticed as I walked to school that morning: a couple walking slowly around the park, a thoughtful mother holding a child at a bus stop, an old man tearfully reading a letter on a park bench… I decided that I wanted to change my exhibition photos. But I had only a week to prepare new photos for the exhibition.My photography teacher was far from encouraging. “Think of all the work you have put in, Liliana. And don’t forget how much everyone loved your photos last year.” I tried to explain how I wanted others to wonder, like me, what lies behind a person’s face, what experiences have shaped them. But she did not understand why I would risk the award.I nodded politely. “I suppose that's best”, I said quietly. But that afternoon, as I walked home, I took out my camera. Nothing fancy, no prepared lighting or positioning – just people in my community doing their shopping, or playing football, or sitting and chatting.Over the next week, I produced a completely new portfolio for the exhibition, printing out and mounting or framing my favourites. I didn’t win the award– I didn’t expect to with these unfiltered, unpolished images – but so many people congratulated me on my ability to capture life’s diverse emotions. As I was leaving, a girl told me that one of the photos was of her grandfather laughing with his friends outside a shop. She thought it was beautiful and wanted to buy it. I gave it to her for free. The joy on her face was so much more valuable than any award.Question promptI remember the Tuesday afternoon when everything changed.Which phrase best describes what changed for Liliana?Question response areaSelect one optionwhat she values most about photographyhow she rates her own photography skillshow she feels about her photography teacherswhat she needed to do to win the photography award