What makes you angry? Is it something that is unfair? Is it something you can change? Write about something that makes you angry.
Flash Cards
Read "School-wide bans teach exactly the wrong lessons" and highlight reasons against school-wide bans and underline reasons for school-wide bans.
Homework: Flash Cards
Study questions for article
Vocab. Test 4/25
Book Report 5/9
Tuesday, April 08, 2008
Monday, April 07, 2008
Sunday, April 06, 2008
Friday, April 04, 2008
Thursday, April 03, 2008
Back to School Night
Practice Recitations
Homework: Book report was due Monday.
Recitation due Thursday
Test on Friday
Homework: Book report was due Monday.
Recitation due Thursday
Test on Friday
Wednesday, April 02, 2008
Flip-Flap Bingo
Vocabulary Bingo
Homework: Book report was due Monday.
Recitation due Thursday
Test on Friday
Homework: Book report was due Monday.
Recitation due Thursday
Test on Friday
Tuesday, April 01, 2008
Ballad of the Harp-Weaver
Make the following singular nouns plurals:
day
donkey
baby
family
What rule did you did you apply when you decided whether or not to add an "s" our change the "Y" to "i" and add "es"?
Read "Ballad of the Harp-Weaver" in LOL on pages 647-653.
Work in groups according to unfinished assignments.
Homework: Book report was due Monday.
Recitation due Thursday
Test on Friday
The Ballad of the Harp-Weaver
by Edna St. Vincent Millay
“Son,” said my mother,
When I was knee-high,
“You’ve need of clothes to cover you,
And not a rag have I.
“There’s nothing in the house
To make a boy breeches,
Nor shears to cut a cloth with,
Nor thread to take stitches.
“There’s nothing in the house
But a loaf-end of rye,
And a harp with a woman’s head
Nobody will buy,”
And she began to cry.
That was in the early fall.
When came the late fall,
“Son,” she said, “the sight of you
Makes your mother’s blood crawl,—
“Little skinny shoulder blades
Sticking through your clothes!
And where you’ll get a jacket from
God above knows.
“It’s lucky for me, lad,
Your daddy’s in the ground,
And can’t see the way I let
His son go around!”
And she made a queer sound.
That was in the late fall.
When the winter came,
I’d not a pair of breeches
Nor a shirt to my name.
I couldn’t go to school,
Or out of doors to play.
And all the other little boys
Passed our way.
“Son,” said my mother,
“Come, climb into my lap,
And I’ll chafe your little bones
While you take a nap.”
And, oh, but we were silly
For half an hour or more,
Me with my long legs
Dragging on the floor,
A-rock-rock-rocking
To a Mother Goose rhyme!
Oh, but we were happy
For half an hour’s time!
But there was I, a great boy,
And what would folks say
To hear my mother singing me
To sleep all day,
In such a daft way?
Men say the winter
Was bad that year;
Fuel was scarce,
And food was dear.
A wind with a wolf’s head
Howled about our door,
And we burned up the chairs
And sat upon the floor.
All that was left us
Was a chair we couldn’t break,
And the harp with a woman’s head
Nobody would take,
For song or pity’s sake.
The night before Christmas
I cried with the cold,
I cried myself to sleep
Like a two-year-old.
And in the deep night
I felt my mother rise,
And stare down upon me
With love in her eyes.
I saw my mother sitting
On the one good chair,
A light falling on her
From I couldn’t tell where,
Looking nineteen,
And not a day older,
And the harp with a woman’s head
Leaned against her shoulder.
Her thin fingers, moving
In the thin, tall strings,
Were weav-weav-weaving
Wonderful things.
Many bright threads,
From where I couldn’t see,
Were running through the harp strings
Rapidly,
And gold threads whistling
Through my mother’s hand.
I saw the web grow,
And the pattern expand.
She wove a child’s jacket,
And when it was done
She laid it on the floor
And wove another one.
She wove a red cloak
So regal to see,
“She’s made it for a king’s son,”
I said, “and not for me.”
But I knew it was for me.
She wove a pair of breeches
Quicker than that!
She wove a pair of boots
And a little cocked hat.
She wove a pair of mittens,
She wove a little blouse,
She wove all night
In the still, cold house.
She sang as she worked,
And the harp strings spoke;
Her voice never faltered,
And the thread never broke.
And when I awoke,—
There sat my mother
With the harp against her shoulder,
Looking nineteen,
And not a day older,
A smile about her lips,
And a light about her head,
And her hands in the harp strings
Frozen dead.
And piled up beside her
And toppling to the skies,
Were the clothes of a king’s son,
Just my size.
day
donkey
baby
family
What rule did you did you apply when you decided whether or not to add an "s" our change the "Y" to "i" and add "es"?
Read "Ballad of the Harp-Weaver" in LOL on pages 647-653.
Work in groups according to unfinished assignments.
Homework: Book report was due Monday.
Recitation due Thursday
Test on Friday
The Ballad of the Harp-Weaver
by Edna St. Vincent Millay
“Son,” said my mother,
When I was knee-high,
“You’ve need of clothes to cover you,
And not a rag have I.
“There’s nothing in the house
To make a boy breeches,
Nor shears to cut a cloth with,
Nor thread to take stitches.
“There’s nothing in the house
But a loaf-end of rye,
And a harp with a woman’s head
Nobody will buy,”
And she began to cry.
That was in the early fall.
When came the late fall,
“Son,” she said, “the sight of you
Makes your mother’s blood crawl,—
“Little skinny shoulder blades
Sticking through your clothes!
And where you’ll get a jacket from
God above knows.
“It’s lucky for me, lad,
Your daddy’s in the ground,
And can’t see the way I let
His son go around!”
And she made a queer sound.
That was in the late fall.
When the winter came,
I’d not a pair of breeches
Nor a shirt to my name.
I couldn’t go to school,
Or out of doors to play.
And all the other little boys
Passed our way.
“Son,” said my mother,
“Come, climb into my lap,
And I’ll chafe your little bones
While you take a nap.”
And, oh, but we were silly
For half an hour or more,
Me with my long legs
Dragging on the floor,
A-rock-rock-rocking
To a Mother Goose rhyme!
Oh, but we were happy
For half an hour’s time!
But there was I, a great boy,
And what would folks say
To hear my mother singing me
To sleep all day,
In such a daft way?
Men say the winter
Was bad that year;
Fuel was scarce,
And food was dear.
A wind with a wolf’s head
Howled about our door,
And we burned up the chairs
And sat upon the floor.
All that was left us
Was a chair we couldn’t break,
And the harp with a woman’s head
Nobody would take,
For song or pity’s sake.
The night before Christmas
I cried with the cold,
I cried myself to sleep
Like a two-year-old.
And in the deep night
I felt my mother rise,
And stare down upon me
With love in her eyes.
I saw my mother sitting
On the one good chair,
A light falling on her
From I couldn’t tell where,
Looking nineteen,
And not a day older,
And the harp with a woman’s head
Leaned against her shoulder.
Her thin fingers, moving
In the thin, tall strings,
Were weav-weav-weaving
Wonderful things.
Many bright threads,
From where I couldn’t see,
Were running through the harp strings
Rapidly,
And gold threads whistling
Through my mother’s hand.
I saw the web grow,
And the pattern expand.
She wove a child’s jacket,
And when it was done
She laid it on the floor
And wove another one.
She wove a red cloak
So regal to see,
“She’s made it for a king’s son,”
I said, “and not for me.”
But I knew it was for me.
She wove a pair of breeches
Quicker than that!
She wove a pair of boots
And a little cocked hat.
She wove a pair of mittens,
She wove a little blouse,
She wove all night
In the still, cold house.
She sang as she worked,
And the harp strings spoke;
Her voice never faltered,
And the thread never broke.
And when I awoke,—
There sat my mother
With the harp against her shoulder,
Looking nineteen,
And not a day older,
A smile about her lips,
And a light about her head,
And her hands in the harp strings
Frozen dead.
And piled up beside her
And toppling to the skies,
Were the clothes of a king’s son,
Just my size.
Monday, March 31, 2008
Test on Friday
Review possessive nouns in an exercise on page 302 in Writing and Skills.
Review for Friday's test.
Discuss progress reports.
Read "Ballad of the Harp-Weaver" in LOL.
Homework:
All make up work due by Friday
Test on Friday
Recitation due 4/7/08
A farmer got pulled over by a state trooper for speeding, and the trooper started to lecture the farmer about his speed and, in general, began to throw his weight around to try to make the farmer uncomfortable.
Finally, the trooper got around to writing out the ticket, and as he was doing that he kept swatting at some flies that were buzzing around his head.
The farmer said, "Having some problems with circle flies there, are ya?"
The trooper stopped writing the ticket and said—"Well yeah, if that's what they are—I never heard of circle flies."
So the farmer says, "Well, circle flies are common on farms. See, they're called circle flies because they're almost always found circling around the back end of a horse."
The trooper says, "Oh," and goes back to writing the ticket. Then after a minute he stops and says, "Hey… wait a minute, are you trying to call me a horse's ---?"
The farmer says, "Oh no, Officer. I have too much respect for law enforcement and police officers to even think about calling you a horse's ---."
The trooper says, "Well, that's a good thing," and goes back to writing the ticket.
After a long pause, the farmer says, "Hard to fool them flies though."
Review for Friday's test.
Discuss progress reports.
Read "Ballad of the Harp-Weaver" in LOL.
Homework:
All make up work due by Friday
Test on Friday
Recitation due 4/7/08
A farmer got pulled over by a state trooper for speeding, and the trooper started to lecture the farmer about his speed and, in general, began to throw his weight around to try to make the farmer uncomfortable.
Finally, the trooper got around to writing out the ticket, and as he was doing that he kept swatting at some flies that were buzzing around his head.
The farmer said, "Having some problems with circle flies there, are ya?"
The trooper stopped writing the ticket and said—"Well yeah, if that's what they are—I never heard of circle flies."
So the farmer says, "Well, circle flies are common on farms. See, they're called circle flies because they're almost always found circling around the back end of a horse."
The trooper says, "Oh," and goes back to writing the ticket. Then after a minute he stops and says, "Hey… wait a minute, are you trying to call me a horse's ---?"
The farmer says, "Oh no, Officer. I have too much respect for law enforcement and police officers to even think about calling you a horse's ---."
The trooper says, "Well, that's a good thing," and goes back to writing the ticket.
After a long pause, the farmer says, "Hard to fool them flies though."
Friday, March 28, 2008
Apostrophes
Do Exercise 8 on page 561 in Writing and Skills.
Write the following sentences. Place apostrophes wherever they are needed.
1. We cant afford a car, so my dad rides his bike to work.
2. Theres and excellent chance that Yolie will make the team this year.
3. The foreign students speech has really improved; she is already using slang words.
4. Theres nothing to do in a tornado but take cover in ones basement.
5. Walt Disneys first cartoon was released in 1928.
6. In 1940 womens nylon stockings were marketed for the first time.
7. Auto graph experts value Julius Ceasars signature at about $2 million.
8. If you dont keep up with your homework, youre certainly not going to keep your A average.
9. All businesses support will be necessary if the city Street Festival is to be a success.
10. The girls gymnasium will be closed next week.
After you finish the assignment, you may complete unfinished assignments and practice your recitation.
Exit Q: How could running a race be used as a metaphor.
Homework: Memorize recitation poem and share it with a mentor or parent.
Book report due March 31.
Recitation due April 4.
Write the following sentences. Place apostrophes wherever they are needed.
1. We cant afford a car, so my dad rides his bike to work.
2. Theres and excellent chance that Yolie will make the team this year.
3. The foreign students speech has really improved; she is already using slang words.
4. Theres nothing to do in a tornado but take cover in ones basement.
5. Walt Disneys first cartoon was released in 1928.
6. In 1940 womens nylon stockings were marketed for the first time.
7. Auto graph experts value Julius Ceasars signature at about $2 million.
8. If you dont keep up with your homework, youre certainly not going to keep your A average.
9. All businesses support will be necessary if the city Street Festival is to be a success.
10. The girls gymnasium will be closed next week.
After you finish the assignment, you may complete unfinished assignments and practice your recitation.
Exit Q: How could running a race be used as a metaphor.
Homework: Memorize recitation poem and share it with a mentor or parent.
Book report due March 31.
Recitation due April 4.
Thursday, March 27, 2008
Short day
Wednesday, March 26, 2008
Progress reports and irregular plural forms
Complete exercise 6 on page 296 on irregular plural forms in Writing and Skills.
Exercise 6
Write the following sentences and change each italicized noun to its plural form. Underline the nouns you make plural.
1. The chief described the life of the tribe before their treaty with the United States.
2. In the story about Bluebeard, his wife had good reason to feel nervous after their wedding day.
3. Throughout the long journey the donkey brayed and the baby cried.
4. The family of osprey perched on the buoy in the bay.
5. The lady from the northern country spoke of the grief caused by the long war.
Pass out progress reports.
Practice recitations. Finish any incomplete work.
Homework: Memorize recitation poem and share it with a mentor or parent.
Book report due March 31.
Recitation due April 4.
Exercise 6
Write the following sentences and change each italicized noun to its plural form. Underline the nouns you make plural.
1. The chief described the life of the tribe before their treaty with the United States.
2. In the story about Bluebeard, his wife had good reason to feel nervous after their wedding day.
3. Throughout the long journey the donkey brayed and the baby cried.
4. The family of osprey perched on the buoy in the bay.
5. The lady from the northern country spoke of the grief caused by the long war.
Pass out progress reports.
Practice recitations. Finish any incomplete work.
So I walked into the teachers' cafeteria and saw this one teacher jumping for joy.
"What happened, Mr. ____________?" I asked.
"Nothing, Mr. Hilbert. I just finished a jigsaw puzzle in record time!" The teacher beamed.
"How long did it take you?"
"Well, the box said '3 to 5 Years,' but I did it in a month!"
Homework: Memorize recitation poem and share it with a mentor or parent.
Book report due March 31.
Recitation due April 4.
Tuesday, March 25, 2008
Toes
Quick riddle: How can more than one potato, tomato, or mosquito have toes?
Answer: When you have more than one of a noun that ends with a consonant followed by an "o," you add "es." This would give "toes" to potatoes, tomatoes, and mosquitoes.
There are many musical exceptions to this rule, for example: solos, sopranos, etc.
There are many Mexican food exceptions to this rule, for example: tacos, burritos, etc.
Recitations
Do exercise 5 problems 6 - 10 on page 294 in Writing and Skills for practice changing singular nouns into plural nouns.
Exercise 5
Write the following sentences and change each italicized noun to its plural form. Underline the nouns you make plural.
6. The movie made by the film class will be shown during the afternoon.
7. Near the damp wall of the dungeon, the torch showed the ancient skeleton and pile of bone.
8. When the Jeep broke down high on the mountain trail, the mosquito swarmed around Sylvia as she wept and scratched her bite.
9. The amplified sound of the drum and guitar greatly annoyed the neighbor next door.
10. The wild throw knocked the batter out of the box.
Homework: Memorize recitation poem and share it with a mentor or parent.
Book report due March 31.
Recitation due April 4.
Answer: When you have more than one of a noun that ends with a consonant followed by an "o," you add "es." This would give "toes" to potatoes, tomatoes, and mosquitoes.
There are many musical exceptions to this rule, for example: solos, sopranos, etc.
There are many Mexican food exceptions to this rule, for example: tacos, burritos, etc.
Recitations
Do exercise 5 problems 6 - 10 on page 294 in Writing and Skills for practice changing singular nouns into plural nouns.
Exercise 5
Write the following sentences and change each italicized noun to its plural form. Underline the nouns you make plural.
6. The movie made by the film class will be shown during the afternoon.
7. Near the damp wall of the dungeon, the torch showed the ancient skeleton and pile of bone.
8. When the Jeep broke down high on the mountain trail, the mosquito swarmed around Sylvia as she wept and scratched her bite.
9. The amplified sound of the drum and guitar greatly annoyed the neighbor next door.
10. The wild throw knocked the batter out of the box.
Homework: Memorize recitation poem and share it with a mentor or parent.
Book report due March 31.
Recitation due April 4.
Monday, March 24, 2008
Persuasion Preview
Friday, March 14, 2008
Adverbs of sequence and Mr. Bean
Homework: Memorize recitation poem and share it with a mentor or parent.
Book report due March 31.
Book report due March 31.
Thursday, March 13, 2008
Little Nancy was in the garden filling in a hole when her neighbor peered over the fence. Interested in what the little girl was up to, he politely asked, "What are you up to there, Nancy?"
"My goldfish died," replied Nancy tearfully, without looking up, "and I've just buried him."
The neighbor was concerned, "That's an awfully big hole for a goldfish, isn't it?"
Nancy patted down the last heap of earth and then replied, "That's because he's inside your stupid cat."
Read "The Bells" by Edgar Allan Poe from the handout.
Read and discuss Poetry Letter.
Wednesday, March 12, 2008
Finish District Assessment
Tuesday, March 11, 2008
Finish District Assessment
Monday, March 10, 2008
District Assessment
Friday, March 07, 2008
Write a sonnet
Thursday, March 06, 2008
Sonnets
Write the following sonnet titles and number your paper (1-14) under each title. “Sonnet 36” on page 118, “How Do I Love Thee?” On page 119, “Once by the Pacific” on page 119, “Childhood” on page 119, and “#24” on page 120. Find them all below.
Copy the last word of each line for 1 through 14 for each of the sonnets above.
Write the letter of the rhyme next to each word. See sample below.
Sonnet 36 on page 118
1 twain a
2 one b
3 remain a
4 alone b
5 respect c
6 spite d
7 effect c
8 delight d
9 thee e
10 shame f
11 me e
12 name f
13 sort g
14 report g
SONNET 36
Let me confess that we two must be twain,
Although our undivided loves are one:
So shall those blots that do with me remain
Without thy help by me be borne alone.
In our two loves there is but one respect,
Though in our lives a separable spite,
Which though it alter not love's sole effect,
Yet doth it steal sweet hours from love's delight.
I may not evermore acknowledge thee,
Lest my bewailed guilt should do thee shame,
Nor thou with public kindness honour me,
Unless thou take that honour from thy name:
But do not so; I love thee in such sort
As, thou being mine, mine is thy good report.
-William Shakespeare
"How do I love thee? Let me count the ways..."
by Elizabeth Barrett Browning (1806-1861)
How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
I love thee to the depth and breadth and height
My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight
For the ends of Being and ideal Grace.
I love thee to the level of everyday's
Most quiet need, by sun and candle-light.
I love thee freely, as men strive for Right;
I love thee purely, as they turn from Praise.
I love thee with a passion put to use
In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith.
I love thee with a love I seemed to lose
With my lost saints, --- I love thee with the breath,
Smiles, tears, of all my life! --- and, if God choose,
I shall but love thee better after death.
Once by the Pacific
The shattered water made a misty din.
Great waves looked over others coming in,
And thought of doing something to the shore
That water never did to land before.
The clouds were low and hairy in the skies,
Like locks blown forward in the gleam of eyes.
You could not tell, and yet it looked as if
The shore was lucky in being backed by cliff,
The cliff in being backed by continent;
It looked as if a night of dark intent
Was coming, and not only a night, an age.
Someone had better be prepared for rage.
There would be more than ocean-water broken
Before God's last 'Put out the Light' was spoken.
-- Robert Frost
“Childhood”
When I was a child I knew red miners
dressed raggedly and wearing carbide lamps.
I saw them come down red hills to their camps
dyed with red dust from old Ishkooda mines.
Night after night I met them on the roads,
or on the streets in town I caught their glance;
the swing of dinner buckets in their hands,
and grumbling undermining all their words.
I also loved in low cotton country
where moonlight hovered over ripe haystacks,
or stumps of trees, and croppers' rotting shacks
with famine, terror, flood, and plague near by;
where sentiment and hatred still held sway
and only bitter land was washed away.
- Margaret Walker
24
"next to of course god america i
love you land of the pilgrims' and so forth oh
say can you see by the dawn's early my
country 'tis of centuries come and go
and are no more what of it we should worry
in every language even deafanddumb
thy sons acclaim your glorious name by gorry
by jingo by gee by gosh by gum
why talk of beauty what could be more beaut-
iful than these heroic happy dead
who rushed like lions to the roaring slaughter
they did not stop to think they died instead
then shall the voice of liberty be mute?"
He spoke. And drank rapidly a glass of water
- e. e. cummings
Homework: Next book report due March 31.
Copy the last word of each line for 1 through 14 for each of the sonnets above.
Write the letter of the rhyme next to each word. See sample below.
Sonnet 36 on page 118
1 twain a
2 one b
3 remain a
4 alone b
5 respect c
6 spite d
7 effect c
8 delight d
9 thee e
10 shame f
11 me e
12 name f
13 sort g
14 report g
SONNET 36
Let me confess that we two must be twain,
Although our undivided loves are one:
So shall those blots that do with me remain
Without thy help by me be borne alone.
In our two loves there is but one respect,
Though in our lives a separable spite,
Which though it alter not love's sole effect,
Yet doth it steal sweet hours from love's delight.
I may not evermore acknowledge thee,
Lest my bewailed guilt should do thee shame,
Nor thou with public kindness honour me,
Unless thou take that honour from thy name:
But do not so; I love thee in such sort
As, thou being mine, mine is thy good report.
-William Shakespeare
"How do I love thee? Let me count the ways..."
by Elizabeth Barrett Browning (1806-1861)
How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
I love thee to the depth and breadth and height
My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight
For the ends of Being and ideal Grace.
I love thee to the level of everyday's
Most quiet need, by sun and candle-light.
I love thee freely, as men strive for Right;
I love thee purely, as they turn from Praise.
I love thee with a passion put to use
In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith.
I love thee with a love I seemed to lose
With my lost saints, --- I love thee with the breath,
Smiles, tears, of all my life! --- and, if God choose,
I shall but love thee better after death.
Once by the Pacific
The shattered water made a misty din.
Great waves looked over others coming in,
And thought of doing something to the shore
That water never did to land before.
The clouds were low and hairy in the skies,
Like locks blown forward in the gleam of eyes.
You could not tell, and yet it looked as if
The shore was lucky in being backed by cliff,
The cliff in being backed by continent;
It looked as if a night of dark intent
Was coming, and not only a night, an age.
Someone had better be prepared for rage.
There would be more than ocean-water broken
Before God's last 'Put out the Light' was spoken.
-- Robert Frost
“Childhood”
When I was a child I knew red miners
dressed raggedly and wearing carbide lamps.
I saw them come down red hills to their camps
dyed with red dust from old Ishkooda mines.
Night after night I met them on the roads,
or on the streets in town I caught their glance;
the swing of dinner buckets in their hands,
and grumbling undermining all their words.
I also loved in low cotton country
where moonlight hovered over ripe haystacks,
or stumps of trees, and croppers' rotting shacks
with famine, terror, flood, and plague near by;
where sentiment and hatred still held sway
and only bitter land was washed away.
- Margaret Walker
24
"next to of course god america i
love you land of the pilgrims' and so forth oh
say can you see by the dawn's early my
country 'tis of centuries come and go
and are no more what of it we should worry
in every language even deafanddumb
thy sons acclaim your glorious name by gorry
by jingo by gee by gosh by gum
why talk of beauty what could be more beaut-
iful than these heroic happy dead
who rushed like lions to the roaring slaughter
they did not stop to think they died instead
then shall the voice of liberty be mute?"
He spoke. And drank rapidly a glass of water
- e. e. cummings
Homework: Next book report due March 31.
Wednesday, March 05, 2008
Poetry forms
Copy the following definitions of various forms of poetry to study and memorize.
Ballad: story poem, often sung, often rhymes
Lyric: Rhyming poem with one voice or one speaker
Free verse: no specific rhyme scheme or meter; no specific form
Blank verse: iambic pentameter that doesn’t rhyme
Ode: Poem that praise something the speaker often speaks to his or her subject
Sonnet: 14 lines of rhymed iambic pentameter (10 syllables each line)
Epic: Very long story poem, often heroic
Elegy: Poem that honors someone’s passing (death)
Narrative: story poem
Finish poetry chart
Homework: Book report due March 31.
Ballad: story poem, often sung, often rhymes
Lyric: Rhyming poem with one voice or one speaker
Free verse: no specific rhyme scheme or meter; no specific form
Blank verse: iambic pentameter that doesn’t rhyme
Ode: Poem that praise something the speaker often speaks to his or her subject
Sonnet: 14 lines of rhymed iambic pentameter (10 syllables each line)
Epic: Very long story poem, often heroic
Elegy: Poem that honors someone’s passing (death)
Narrative: story poem
Finish poetry chart
Homework: Book report due March 31.
Tuesday, March 04, 2008
Read Poems
Read poems and fill out organizer for each
Homework: Read poems in The Language of Literature.
Next book report due March 30.
Homework: Read poems in The Language of Literature.
Next book report due March 30.
Monday, March 03, 2008
Theme of The Outsiders
Quick Write: What is a possible theme from The Outsiders. Defend your theme with evidence from the movie.
Review photo poem. Make final drafts--if used in the poetry book, you earn 50 extra credit points.
Read poems in The Language of Literature.
Homework: Read poems in The Language of Literature.
Next book report due March 30.
Review photo poem. Make final drafts--if used in the poetry book, you earn 50 extra credit points.
Read poems in The Language of Literature.
Homework: Read poems in The Language of Literature.
Next book report due March 30.
Friday, February 29, 2008
Last Day
Last day to turn in work for the five-week progress report.
View The Outsiders or complete make up work.
View The Outsiders or complete make up work.
Wednesday, February 27, 2008
Photograph poem
Choose a photograph that holds emotional significance for you. It might be a photo of yourself, a parent, grandparent, brother, sister, aunt, uncle, friend, or a pet.
For this assignment, your readers will not see the photograph with their eyes. You want them to see it in their mind, so write the details with clarity. Describe the background, the physical features, clothes, colors, time, place, context. Be specific.
Standard 2.1c Write physical descriptions
Homework: Finish all assignments by 2/29 including book report and study island.
For this assignment, your readers will not see the photograph with their eyes. You want them to see it in their mind, so write the details with clarity. Describe the background, the physical features, clothes, colors, time, place, context. Be specific.
Standard 2.1c Write physical descriptions
Homework: Finish all assignments by 2/29 including book report and study island.
Tuesday, February 26, 2008
Recurring themes day two
Take exam
on finding recurring themes.
Homework: Finish Book Review and Study Island by 2/29.
Bring in a photo of someone you care about. Choose a photograph that holds emotional significance for you. It might be a photo of yourself, a parent, grandparent, brother, sister, aunt, uncle, friend, or a pet.
For this assignment, your readers will not see the photograph with their eyes. You want them to see it in their mind, so write the details with clarity.
on finding recurring themes.
Homework: Finish Book Review and Study Island by 2/29.
Bring in a photo of someone you care about. Choose a photograph that holds emotional significance for you. It might be a photo of yourself, a parent, grandparent, brother, sister, aunt, uncle, friend, or a pet.
For this assignment, your readers will not see the photograph with their eyes. You want them to see it in their mind, so write the details with clarity.
Monday, February 25, 2008
Friday, February 22, 2008
Click this for complete poem: 536. Ode. Intimations of Immortality. William Wordsworth. The Oxford Book of English Verse
Quick Write: Write about someone you care about.
Review theme form
for Grand Mothers.
Homework: Finish book report and study island by 2/29.
Test on Monday: Finding Themes
Quick Write: Write about someone you care about.
Review theme form
for Grand Mothers.
Homework: Finish book report and study island by 2/29.
Test on Monday: Finding Themes
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