An Olive Leaf
Nora Hopper Chesson
1871 to 1906
How to Play Cloze Games
A cloze game is a reading comprehension activity where certain words are removed from a text and you need to fill in the blanks with the correct words. This helps improve vocabulary, reading comprehension, and understanding of context.
Type In Mode
In this mode, you can:
- Type your answers directly into the blank spaces
- Get instant feedback as you type - correct answers show green, incorrect show red
- Use the keyboard for faster input and navigation
- Submit answers to check your overall progress
Drag & Drop Mode
Switch to Drag & Drop mode to:
- Drag words from the word bank and drop them into blank spaces
- Click on words in the bank to automatically fill blanks
- Click on blanks to select or clear them
Game Features
- Word Skip Selector: Choose how frequently words are removed (every 4th, 5th, 6th word, etc.)
- Progress Bar: Shows your completion percentage
- Color Feedback: Green for correct answers, red for incorrect ones
- Audio Player: Listen to the musical arrangement while you play
- Show Missing Words: View all the correct answers if you need help
- Reset Game: Start over with the same poem
- New Game: Get a different random poem
- Print Poem: Print the poem with blanks for offline practice
Winning
When you fill all the blanks correctly, you'll see a congratulations message and confetti animation! The progress bar will show 100% completion.
Tips
- Read the entire poem first to understand the context
- Look for grammatical clues (verb tense, articles, etc.)
- Use the audio player to hear the rhythm and flow
- Start with easier word skip settings (like every 8th word) and work your way up
- Don't be afraid to use "Show Missing Words" if you get stuck!
- Try both Type In and Drag & Drop modes to see which you prefer
Missing Words
I am no rose kissed scarlet by the sun,
pale love-in-a-mist;
No violet that her purple web spun,
Dreaming of amethyst;
I am no hair-fern, beautiful and brief,
But pale and wan I grow, olive leaf.
Pale am I, scentless, grayish-green of leaf;
But pluck me — lay me in a where grief
Has set her sigil in the palm,
Has set her sigil plain as spring has
The iris of all flowers in the field
be her herald when the windflowers yield
To crowns-imperial and the spreading balm.
Set me, I say, this one graven palm,
And I shall change all my fibres, — know
All beauty to heights I dare to grow.
My green shall to an emerald glow,
Redden to ruby, blush a rose,
Yea, change and grow as passionately sweet
As does syringa, dying with the beat
Of wild wings of those wild birds that nest
the warm whiteness of a woman's breast.
So I breathe, burn, bloom, and wither so
Held that hand — for whose love have I grown
Here on my branch, a gray-green leaf alone;
height of heart's desire reach up, and go
Content, having known the best that I could know.
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