tailieunhanh - George's Marvellous Medicine

The outcomes are expressed as a two-level model, with 1 major ‘Level 1’ outcomes, each being further defined by a set of more detailed ‘Level ’ outcomes. A further set of outcomes has been defined under the heading “Medical professionalism” – many of which are common to graduates of other disciplines in Higher Education. The Level 1 outcomes and ‘Medical professionalism’ are suitable for implementation as “curriculum themes”, and applications such as blue-printing of assessment programmes. The Level outcomes may be used to determine discrete items of teaching, learning and assessment. . | ROALD DAHL George s Marvellous Medicine WARNING TO READERS Do not try to make George s Marvellous Medicine yourselves at home. It could be dangerous. Grandma I m going shopping in the village George s mother said to George on Saturday morning. So be a good boy and don t get up to mischief. This was a silly thing to say to a small boy at any time. It immediately made him wonder what sort of mischief he might get up to. And don t forget to give Grandma her medicine at eleven o clock the mother said. Then out she went closing the back door behind her. Grandma who was dozing in her chair by the window opened one wicked little eye and said Now you heard what your mother said George. Don t forget my medicine. No Grandma George said. And just try to behave yourself for once while she s away. Yes Grandma George said. George was bored to tears. He didn t have a brother or a sister. His father was a farmer and the farm they lived on was miles away from anywhere so there were never any children to play with. He was tired of staring at pigs and hens and cows and sheep. He was especially tired of having to live in the same house as that grizzly old grunion of a Grandma. Looking after her all by himself was hardly the most exciting way to spend a Saturday morning. You can make me a nice cup of tea for a start Grandma said to George. That ll keep you out of mischief for a few minutes. Yes Grandma George said. George couldn t help disliking Grandma. She was a selfish grumpy old woman. She had pale brown teeth and a small puckered up mouth like a dog s bottom. How much sugar in your tea today Grandma George asked her. One spoon she said. And no milk. Most grandmothers are lovely kind helpful old ladies but not this one. She spent all day and every day sitting in her chair by the window and she was always complaining grousing grouching grumbling griping about something or other. Never once even on her best days had she smiled at George and said Well how are you this morning George .

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