Formal Terms:-
- Father
- Mother
- Sir
Deppressing Factor:-
- Church yard
- Tombstone
- Never
- Dead
- Dark
- Black
Emotions:-
- Frightened
- Fearful
- Strong
- Thought
Wednesday, 15 January 2014
Great Expectations Wordle
My Wordle
Formal Terms:-
Formal Terms:-
Monday, 13 January 2014
Researching sentances
Our task was to use resources readerched by another group of students to write a 10-point biography. The challenges that we had included:
• Access
• There was too much information
• There was not enough range in links.
• Some of the sources were not reliable and looks dodgey
• Access
• There was too much information
• There was not enough range in links.
• Some of the sources were not reliable and looks dodgey
Thursday, 9 January 2014
Pastiche of Dickens
"Stop Pushing!" cried a terrible voice, as a teacher started up from the canteen at the side of the pushing children. "Keep back, you little devil or i'll cut your throat!"
A fearful man, all in coarse gray, with a great power over the children. The proctor. A man with grey hair, and with a long black suit and with black shoes. I pointed out to where the younger years lay, on the flat corridor behind the trays. The man, after looking at me for a moment, sent me back, with a small grin, thinking he had stopped me...
A fearful man, all in coarse gray, with a great power over the children. The proctor. A man with grey hair, and with a long black suit and with black shoes. I pointed out to where the younger years lay, on the flat corridor behind the trays. The man, after looking at me for a moment, sent me back, with a small grin, thinking he had stopped me...
The Decision
Over the holiday I have decided to study the book Great Expectations I will study this over the next term. Here is the opening sequence:
Chapter I
My father's family name being Pirrip, and my Christian name Philip, my
infant tongue could make of both names nothing longer or more explicit
than Pip. So, I called myself Pip, and came to be called Pip.
I give Pirrip as my father's family name, on the authority of his
tombstone and my sister,--Mrs. Joe Gargery, who married the blacksmith.
As I never saw my father or my mother, and never saw any likeness
of either of them (for their days were long before the days of
photographs), my first fancies regarding what they were like were
unreasonably derived from their tombstones. The shape of the letters on
my father's, gave me an odd idea that he was a square, stout, dark man,
with curly black hair. From the character and turn of the inscription,
"Also Georgiana Wife of the Above," I drew a childish conclusion that
my mother was freckled and sickly. To five little stone lozenges, each
about a foot and a half long, which were arranged in a neat row beside
their grave, and were sacred to the memory of five little brothers of
mine,--who gave up trying to get a living, exceedingly early in
that universal struggle,--I am indebted for a belief I religiously
entertained that they had all been born on their backs with their hands
in their trousers-pockets, and had never taken them out in this state of
existence.
Chapter I
My father's family name being Pirrip, and my Christian name Philip, my
infant tongue could make of both names nothing longer or more explicit
than Pip. So, I called myself Pip, and came to be called Pip.
I give Pirrip as my father's family name, on the authority of his
tombstone and my sister,--Mrs. Joe Gargery, who married the blacksmith.
As I never saw my father or my mother, and never saw any likeness
of either of them (for their days were long before the days of
photographs), my first fancies regarding what they were like were
unreasonably derived from their tombstones. The shape of the letters on
my father's, gave me an odd idea that he was a square, stout, dark man,
with curly black hair. From the character and turn of the inscription,
"Also Georgiana Wife of the Above," I drew a childish conclusion that
my mother was freckled and sickly. To five little stone lozenges, each
about a foot and a half long, which were arranged in a neat row beside
their grave, and were sacred to the memory of five little brothers of
mine,--who gave up trying to get a living, exceedingly early in
that universal struggle,--I am indebted for a belief I religiously
entertained that they had all been born on their backs with their hands
in their trousers-pockets, and had never taken them out in this state of
existence.
Thursday, 12 December 2013
Welcome To the Blog...
Over the next three weeks I will be reading the first chapters of six classic books:
- Pride and Prejudice
- Jane Eyer
- Moby Dick: or the White Wale
- Tess of the d'Urbervilles: A Pure Woman Faithfully Presented
- Great Expectations
- Picture Dorian Gray
I will then decide which one I would like too study further. Welcome to MYP English.
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