SSC CGL 2023 PYQ — Question 102

SSC CGL Tier II - 3 March 2023 - Shift 1 • English • Q102

Sentences of a paragraph are given below in jumbled order. Arrange the sentences in the correct order to form a meaningful and coherent paragraph.

A. On the afternoon of that eventful day, I stood on the porch, dumb, expectant, and guessed vaguely from my mother's signs and from the hurrying to and fro in the house that something unusual was about to happen, so I went to the door and waited on the steps.

B. I did not know what the future held of marvel or surprise for me and anger and bitterness had preyed upon me continually for weeks and a deep languor had succeeded in this passionate struggle. 

C. The most important day I remember in all my life is the one on which my teacher, Anne Mansfield Sullivan, came to me and I am filled with wonder when I consider the immeasurable contrasts between the two lives which it connects and it was the third
of March 1887, three months before I was seven years old. 

D. The afternoon sun penetrated the mass of honeysuckle that covered the porch, and fell on my upturned face and my fingers lingered almost unconsciously on the familiar leaves and blossoms which had just come forth to greet the southern spring.

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Correct answer: C

Explanation

The correct answer is Option 3  i.e. CADB.

The given question is an example of para jumbles.

Sentence C will be the first sentence as it talks about a memory from the past.

Sentence A further gives more information about the person's afternoon, and how he spent it by standing on the porch.

Sentence D will follow sentence A as it tells more information about those that.

Sentence B will be the last sentence as it concludes the para.

The correct sequence is:

C. The most important day I remember in all my life is the one on which my teacher, Anne Mansfield Sullivan, came to me and I am filled with wonder when I consider the immeasurable contrasts between the two lives which it connects and it was the third
of March 1887, three months before I was seven years old. 

A. On the afternoon of that eventful day, I stood on the porch, dumb, expectant, and guessed vaguely from my mother's signs and from the hurrying to and fro in the house that something unusual was about to happen, so I went to the door and waited on the steps.

D. The afternoon sun penetrated the mass of honeysuckle that covered the porch, and fell on my upturned face and my fingers lingered almost unconsciously on the familiar leaves and blossoms which had just come forth to greet the southern spring.

B. I did not know what the future held of marvel or surprise for me and anger and bitterness had preyed upon me continually for weeks and a deep languor had succeeded in this passionate struggle.