WAEC GCE 2024 ENGLISH LANGUAGE ANSWER


ORAL ENGLISH
1-10: BBDACCACAA
11-20: BCDABDDBDA
21-30: DCBBACCAAA
31-40: DDCBDCBBAA
41-50: DBBDDABCBA
51-60: AABBCCCBCD

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ENGLISH LANGUAGE
1-10: AAACABDDBA
11-20: CCBCABDDDA
21-30: BAADDAACCB
31-40: CAACCADDCC
41-50: DDCDDCDBCC
51-60: CBBBACAACC
61-70: DCACDACCCB
71-80: AACDBACBCD


(6a)
-An autocratic leader imposes their will on others, believing they alone can think and act effectively.

-An autocratic does not welcome suggestions or ideas from subordinates and suppresses independent thinking.

(6b)
They perceive new ideas as a threat to their authority and fear losing control over their team.

(6c)
The actions of an autocratic leader create a stifling atmosphere in the workplace, discourage innovation, and lower productivity among employees.

(6d)
The manual was written in a language they could not understand.

(6e)
He took credit for the junior officer’s effort in getting the new machine to work and presented it as his own accomplishment.

(6f)
He realized that his fraudulent behavior had been discovered and that he would face the consequences.

(6g)
Metaphor

(6h)
(i) Adverbial phrase
(ii) It modifies the verb "was announced"

(6i)
It means disappearing completely and suddenly, leaving no trace.

(6j)
(i) Autocratic - Domineering
(ii) Tragic - Sad
(iii) Notable - Remarkable
(iv) Feat - Accomplishment
(v) Greenhorn - Trainee

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(7a)
-The mining industry generates significant revenue, contributing to a country's economic development.

-It creates numerous job opportunities, both directly and indirectly, for people in mining communities.

-Mining companies sometimes invest in local infrastructure such as roads, schools, and hospitals.

(7b)
-Mining companies should allocate more funds to compensate for environmental damage and support community development.

-Governments should enforce laws ensuring a higher percentage of royalties benefit local communities.

-Joint efforts between the government and mining companies should focus on addressing the health and social needs of the affected communities.

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ESSAY WRITING ANSWER



(NUMBER 1 VERSION I)

(1)
The sun was setting as I sat on the park bench, my head in my hands, pondering the series of choices that had brought me to this moment. Life has a way of teaching lessons the hard way, and it seemed I was about to receive one of its most painful lectures.

It all started a few months ago, on a bright morning in July. My father, a man of few words but immense wisdom, had pulled me aside for a conversation. He spoke with his usual calm demeanor, warning me about my recent choices. "James," he said, his eyes locking onto mine, "life is not about shortcuts. The road that looks easy now might be the hardest in the end. Think carefully before you act."

At the time, I dismissed his words as unnecessary caution. I was young, full of ambition, and blinded by the allure of quick success. My best friend, Tony, had introduced me to what he called a "once-in-a-lifetime opportunity." It was a business venture that promised massive returns within weeks—no effort required, just an initial investment. I was skeptical at first, but Tony's enthusiasm was infectious.

My father, however, was adamant. "James, nothing worthwhile comes easy. Trust me on this." But I ignored him, confident that I knew better. Against his advice, I withdrew my entire savings and invested in Tony's scheme.

At first, everything seemed perfect. The returns started flowing in, just as promised. I was elated, convinced that I had made the right choice. My father, though disappointed, said nothing further. But as the weeks passed, cracks began to appear. Tony started avoiding my calls, and the company behind the scheme suddenly vanished. Panic set in as I realized the truth—I had been scammed.

The money I had worked so hard to save was gone, and with it, my confidence and sense of security. I was left to pick up the pieces, questioning how I could have been so naive.

Sitting on that bench, I replayed my father's words in my mind. He had seen what I could not: the dangers of greed and the value of patience. His advice, born from years of experience, had been a gift I failed to appreciate.

Now, with empty pockets and a heavy heart, I could only reflect on my mistakes. The pain of regret was sharp, but it came with a lesson I would carry forever.

As the streetlights flickered on, illuminating the path ahead, I whispered to myself, "I wish I had listened to my father "

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(NUMBER 1 VERSION II)

(1)
The sound of the roaring engine echoed through the quiet neighborhood as I reversed my car out of the driveway. My father stood by the porch, his arms crossed, his face etched with concern. “James, think this through,” he called out, his voice steady but firm. “This path you’re taking will only lead to trouble.”

I barely glanced at him as I sped off, determined to prove him wrong. At 22, I felt invincible, certain that I knew better than anyone else—especially my old-fashioned father. He didn’t understand me, I thought. He didn’t understand my dreams, my hunger for adventure, or my need to escape the dull predictability of our small town.

For weeks, I had been planning this road trip with my friends. It wasn’t just a trip—it was freedom, excitement, and a chance to show everyone that I could handle life on my terms. My father’s warnings about responsibility and the dangers of reckless decisions were nothing more than an annoying buzz in the background.

The first few days of the trip were everything I had imagined—laughter, music, and the open road stretching endlessly ahead. But then, things began to unravel. We ran out of money faster than expected, and disagreements among the group turned into heated arguments. The car broke down in the middle of nowhere, and we were forced to spend the night in a shabby motel that reeked of mildew.

It was there, in the dimly lit room, that I began to feel the weight of my choices. My father’s voice echoed in my mind: “Sometimes, it’s not about what you want, but about what’s right.”

The final blow came two days later. While driving through a bustling city, we got into a minor accident. Though no one was hurt, the damages were significant, and we were held accountable. With no money to pay for the repairs, I had no choice but to call my father.

He arrived the next morning, his face a mix of disappointment and quiet resolve. He didn’t say much as he paid for the repairs and drove me home. The silence was heavier than any lecture he could have given.

As I lay in my room that night, staring at the ceiling, I replayed the events of the past week. My father’s warnings had been rooted in love and wisdom, but I had been too stubborn to listen.

The next morning, I found him in the garden and finally said the words I should have said long ago: “I’m sorry.”

Though he forgave me, the lesson lingered. Looking back, I could only think, I wish I had listened to my father.

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(NUMBER 1 VERSION III)

(1)
The rain poured steadily as I stared at the dimly lit hospital corridor. My thoughts were clouded with regret, and my heart ached as I replayed the events of the past few weeks. How had I let it all spiral out of control?

It all began on a warm afternoon in April. My father, a disciplined and practical man, sat me down after dinner. “Son,” he began, “you’re an adult now, and the decisions you make will shape your future. Be careful not to let your emotions override your sense of judgment.”

At the time, his advice felt unnecessary. I was young and confident in my decisions. The opportunity to invest in a flashy startup had come my way through my friend, Kenny. The company was offering positions to early investors, and the promise of wealth and prestige was too tempting to ignore.

My father, however, was not as convinced. “There’s no shortcut to success,” he said. “Wealth earned too easily often vanishes just as quickly. Think it through carefully.” But his cautious words felt like shackles on my dreams. I convinced myself he was being overly cautious, stuck in an old-fashioned mindset.

Despite his disapproval, I went ahead and took out a loan to invest. The startup seemed promising at first, and within weeks, I was already dreaming of the luxurious lifestyle I would soon have. My father’s words faded into the background as excitement overtook me.

Then, disaster struck. One morning, I woke up to find the startup’s website offline. Calls to Kenny went unanswered. Panic set in as I realized I had fallen for a scam. My savings were gone, and worse, I was in debt.

The crushing blow didn’t end there. My father, upon hearing what had happened, suffered a stroke from the stress. I stood by his bedside in the hospital, guilt eating away at me. He had warned me out of love, yet I had chosen to disregard his wisdom.

As I sat there, his frail hand resting in mine, I could barely hold back tears. The realization hit me like a storm—I had let my pride blind me to his wisdom.

If only I had listened. If only I had trusted his experience instead of my reckless ambition. Now, all I could do was hope and pray he would recover.

The rain outside mirrored my emotions as I whispered, “I wish I had listened to my father.”

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