Study the issue and be ready to give descriptions of the following points and motions.

· Suspend the meeting · Adjourn the meeting · Table Debate · Close Debate · Appeal the Chair’s Decision

· Point of Order · Point of Inquiry (or Point of Parliamentary Procedure) · Point of Personal Privilege · Point of Information

2 Study the following points and motions and match the description to the words the delegate might say in the situations given.

Description	What do you say?
1) The delegate has a question regarding the rules of the procedure.	a) Honorable Chair, (Country Name) moves to table the topic of landmines to be discussed at a later time.
2) Delegate wishes to adjourn the meeting until next session. Usually used to adjourn for lunch or dinner.	b) Honorable Chair, (Country Name) moves for Closure of Debate on this topic.
3) Delegate wishes to yield time to points of information or questions from other delegates about the speech.	c) Honorable Chair, (Country Name) has a point of inquiry.
4) Delegate wishes to tell the chair about a physical discomfort the delegate is experiencing (the inability to hear another delegate’s speech, that the room is too hot, etc.).	d) Honorable Chair, (Country Name) moves for an Appeal of the Chair (after a note has been accepted).
5) Delegate wishes to suspend debate in order for a moderated or un-moderated caucus. The purpose and the length of the suspension need to be stated.	e) Honorable Chair, (Country Name) has a point of personal privilege, we cannot hear the speaker, the room is too hot, etc. …
6) Delegate wishes to end the debate on the topic. This topic can be returned to at a later time. Before going to a vote, two delegates must speak in favor of tabling the debate and two must speak against it.	f) Honorable Chair, (Country Name) moves to suspend debate for the purpose of lunch
7) A delegate has just finished their speech. Another delegate would like to ask them a question about speech. (Please note, that a speaker must be open to questions).	g) Honorable Chair, (Country Name) has a point of information for the delegate.
8) The delegate feels that the chairperson has made an incorrect decision. The appeal must first be made in writing.	h) Honorable Chair, (Country Name) moves to suspend the meeting for the purpose of a moderated/ caucus to discuss landmines for 25 minutes, with a 1 minute speaking time. OR Honorable Chair, (Country Name) moves to suspend the meeting for an un-moderated caucus for 20 minutes.
9) Delegate wishes to close the debate and move to voting.	i) Honorable Chair, (Country Name) yields to points of information OR Honorable Chair, (Country Name) is open to questions

READING CONTEMPORARY AUTHORS

1 Read the text with ‘a critical eye’ and comment on it.

‘Princeton, in the summer, smelled of nothing, and although Ifemelu liked the tranquil greenness of the many trees, the clean streets and stately homes, the delicately overpriced shops, and the quiet, abiding air of earned grace, it was this, the lack of a smell, that most appealed to her, perhaps because the other American cities she knew well had all smelled distinctly. Philadelphia had the musty scent of history. New Haven smelled of neglect. Baltimore smelled of brine, and Brooklyn of sun-warmed garbage. But Princeton had no smell. She liked taking deep breaths here. She liked watching the locals who drove with pointed courtesy and parked their latest model cars outside the organic grocery store on Nassau Street or outside the sushi restaurants or outside the ice cream shop that had fifty different flavors including red pepper or outside the post office where effusive staff bounded out to greet them at the entrance. She liked the campus, grave with knowledge, the Gothic buildings with their vine-laced walls, and the way everything transformed, in the half-light of night, into a ghostly scene. She liked, most of all, that in this place of affluent ease, she could pretend to be someone else, someone specially admitted into a hallowed American club, someone adorned with certainty.

But she did not like that she had to go to Trenton to braid her hair. It was unreasonable to expect a braiding salon in Princeton—the few black locals she had seen were so light-skinned and lank-haired she could not imagine them wearing braids—and yet as she waited at Princeton Junction station for the train, on an afternoon ablaze with heat, she wondered why there was no place where she could braid her hair. The chocolate bar in her handbag had melted. A few other people were waiting on the platform, all of them white and lean, in short, flimsy clothes. The man standing closest to her was eating an ice cream cone; she had always found it a little irresponsible, the eating of ice cream cones by grown-up American men, especially the eating of ice cream cones by grown-up American men in public. He turned to her and said, “About time,” when the train finally creaked in, with the familiarity strangers adopt with each other after sharing in the disappointment of a public service. She smiled at him. The graying hair on the back of his head was swept forward, a comical arrangement to disguise his bald spot. He had to be an academic, but not in the humanities or he would be more self-conscious. A firm science like chemistry, maybe. Before, she would have said, “I know,” that peculiar American expression that professed agreement rather than knowledge, and then she would have started a conversation with him, to see if he would say something she could use in her blog. People were flattered to be asked about themselves and if she said nothing after they spoke, it made them say more. They were conditioned to fill silences. If they asked what she did, she would say vaguely, “I write a lifestyle blog,” because saying “I write an anonymous blog called Raceteenth or Various Observations About American Blacks (Those Formerly Known as Negroes) by a Non-American Black” would make them uncomfortable. She had said it, though, a few times. Once to a dreadlocked white man who sat next to her on the train, his hair like old twine ropes that ended in a blond fuzz, his tattered shirt worn with enough piety to convince her that he was a social warrior and might make a good guest blogger. “Race is totally overhyped these days, black people need to get over themselves, it’s all about class now, the haves and the have-nots,” he told her evenly, and she used it as the opening sentence of a post titled “Not All Dreadlocked White American Guys Are Down.” Then there was the man from Ohio, who was squeezed next to her on a flight. A middle manager, she was sure, from his boxy suit and contrast collar. He wanted to know what she meant by “lifestyle blog,” and she told him, expecting him to become reserved, or to end the conversation by saying something defensively bland like “The only race that matters is the human race.” But he said, “Ever write about adoption? Nobody wants black babies in this country, and I don’t mean biracial, I mean black. Even the black families don’t want them.”

He told her that he and his wife had adopted a black child and their neighbors looked at them as though they had chosen to become martyrs for a dubious cause. Her blog post about him, “Badly-Dressed White Middle Managers from Ohio Are Not Always What You Think,” had received the highest number of comments for that month... .’

[32] Excerpted from Americanah by Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie.

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