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In a Tunisian Oasis
By Aldous Huxley
• What effects may deserts
have on people?
• Can you name some
deserts? Where are they
located?
1. Waking at dawn, I looked out of the window. We were in the
desert. On either side of the railway an immense plain, flat as
Holland, but tawny instead of green, stretched out interminably. On
the horizon, instead of windmills, a row of camels was silhouetted
against the gray sky. Mile after mile, the train rolled slowly
southward.
2. At Tozeur, when at last we arrived, it had just finished raining –
for the first time in two and a half years – and now the wind had
sprung up: there was a sandstorm. A thick brown fog , whirled into
eddies by the wind, gritty to the skin, abolished the landscape from
before our smarting eyes. We sneezed: there was sand in our ears, in
our hair, between our teeth. It was horrible. I felt depressed, but not
surprised. The weather is always horrible when I travel.
3. Once, in a French hotel, I was accused of having brought with
me the flat black bugs, of whose presence among my bed-clothes I
complained to a
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TEXT 1
In a Tunisian Oasis
By Aldous Huxley
• What effects may deserts
have on people?
• Can you name some
deserts? Where are they
located?
1. Waking at dawn, I looked out of the window. We were in the
desert. On either side of the railway an immense plain, flat as
Holland, but tawny instead of green, stretched out interminably. On
the horizon, instead of windmills, a row of camels was silhouetted
against the gray sky. Mile after mile, the train rolled slowly
southward.
2. At Tozeur, when at last we arrived, it had just finished raining –
for the first time in two and a half years – and now the wind had
sprung up: there was a sandstorm. A thick brown fog , whirled into
eddies by the wind, gritty to the skin, abolished the landscape from
before our smarting eyes. We sneezed: there was sand in our ears, in
our hair, between our teeth. It was horrible. I felt depressed, but not
surprised. The weather is always horrible when I travel.
3. Once, in a French hotel, I was accused of having brought with
me the flat black bugs, of whose presence among my bed-clothes I
complained to a
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