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Describe a time you needed to use your imagination.
 
You should say:
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what the situation was 
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why you needed to use imagination 
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what the difficulties were 
and explain how you felt about it.
[You will have to talk about the topic for one to two minutes. You have one 
minute to think about what you're going to say. You can make some notes to 
help you if you wish.]
Model Answer 1:
When I was in my school, I had to attend literature class. The class was filled 
with enjoyment. But I had to experience trouble as I was told to narrate a 
story. In fact, I had to imagine the entire story and it was extremely difficult for 
me as a young boy to imagine a good number of stories.
It was the class of literature. The teacher was supposed to tell us stories, 
poems and discuss other literary works of different times. So, when she 

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finished each of her lessons, she used to hear from us. So, all of the students 
had to tell a story by own. In fact, the attempt was made to make us creative. 
It was aimed to expand the creative faculty of the student. But the students of 
the class, including me, were too young to be that much creative. As a result, 
the stories were immature. I also had to tell stories and use my imagination to 
develop them. 
I needed to use the imagination for creating a fictional story plot. Most of the 
times, I used to tell stories about aliens and their activities. Actually, at that 
time I did not have any clear idea about aliens. But I took a pose that I knew a 
lot of information about the aliens. I generated the ideas from the other story 
books about the aliens that my dad bought me marking my birthday. But I 
could not directly tell the stories from the book that I read before. Hence, I 
applied my imagination. I created some newer characters and formulated new 
stories that were almost unbelievable. But with the tone of my story telling, 
that I used to tell the stories in the class, everyone present there believed the 
incident. But the teacher could have understood about my fictions and thus 
she smiled at me.
It was really difficult to tell a story by my own. I think almost all the students of 
the class had to experience the same trouble as like me. Most of them were 
unable to complete the story and wasted time unnecessarily. On the other 
side, I was bit dissimilar than them. Before the literature class, I read some 
stories at home and generated an exceptional plot. It was hard to make a new 
plot and by the same time, I had to make it credible to everyone. I used my 
imagination that knew no bounds at that time. I actually understood how 
difficult it was to develop a story and felt a deep sense of respect for the 
writers who provide us with a good number of stories and other literary 
works.
But at the end of the class, I felt very good. The teacher praised me highly. 
Though she knew that my plot was not unique rather a mixture of many other 
stories and their plots, she inspired me. In the beginning of this class, it was 
hard for each of the students to come up with a unique story but gradually 
they had a sharp sense to form an attractive and appealing story. Sometimes, I 
tried to bring tragic events in the story of aliens and on that day, everyone 
seemed unhappy for the story ending. I felt a sense of joy inside that I was able 
to make people happy and sad with mu imaginary power. Unluckily, I lost the 
ability to tell stories due to lack of practice. But the feelings were great for me 

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