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Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening

By Robert Frost

 

Whose woods these are I think I know.   
His house is in the village though;   
He will not see me stopping here   
To watch his woods fill up with snow.   
 
My little horse must think it queer   
To stop without a farmhouse near   
Between the woods and frozen lake   
The darkest evening of the year.   
 
He gives his harness bells a shake   
To ask if there is some mistake.   
The only other sound’s the sweep   
Of easy wind and downy flake.   
 
The woods are lovely, dark and deep,   
But I have promises to keep,   
And miles to go before I sleep,   
And miles to go before I sleep.

Questions

1. Where is the poem set?

2. The poet uses lots of examples of imagery in the poem.  Which is your favourite and why?

3. What is the tone in the poem?

4. Repetition is a technique used in the poem.  Where is it used and why is so effective?

5. What do you think are the promises that the poet has made?

Sticks and Stones

Sticks and stones may break my bones,

but words can also hurt me.

Stones and sticks break only skin,

while words are ghosts that haunt me.

Slant and curved the word-swords fall,

It pierces and sticks inside me.

Bats and bricks may ache through bones,

but words can mortify me.

Pain from words has left its' scar,

on mind and hear that's tender.

Cuts and bruises have not healed,

it's words that I remember.

 

by Rudy Redfort

 

 

QUESTIONS

  1. What is the poem ‘Sticks and Stones’ about?
  2. What do you think has happened to the author?
  3. Find two examples of alliteration in the poem.
  4. What is the message in the poem?
  5. Draw comparisons between this poem and the novel ‘Wonder’ by R.J Palacio.

Song of the Witches: “Double, double toil and trouble”

By William Shakespeare

 

(from Macbeth)

 

Double, double toil and trouble; 
Fire burn and caldron bubble. 
Fillet of a fenny snake, 
In the caldron boil and bake; 
Eye of newt and toe of frog, 
Wool of bat and tongue of dog, 
Adder's fork and blind-worm's sting, 
Lizard's leg and howlet's wing, 
For a charm of powerful trouble, 
Like a hell-broth boil and bubble. 
 
Double, double toil and trouble; 
Fire burn and caldron bubble. 
Cool it with a baboon's blood, 
Then the charm is firm and good.

Questions

  1. List all the items that have been added to the cauldron.
  2. Shakespeare uses lots of rhyme in this poem. Find one example of rhyme in the poem.
  3. Where does Shakespeare use simile in the poem?
  4. Find an example of alliteration in the poem.
  5. Why do you think the witches are brewing this potion?  (At least 3 sentences)

Narrative Writing

 

Pupils have been looking at and practising Narrative Writing (also known as Story Writing).

Pupils examined the features of good narrative writing in the story 'The King with Dirty Feet'.

 

Golden Rules of Narrative Writing

Always plan your story 
Use a maximum of 3/4 characters
Give character descriptions
 Use the past tense
Use descriptive language to create images
Magic number 3
Paragraphs
Use Sentence Starters

 

List of Sentence Starters

Before...

Soon...

Later...

Suddenly...

Sadly...

Running...

Startled...

When...

However...

Giggling...

By...

Meanwhile...

All...

Somebody...

Nevertheless...

Poor...

Happily...

After...

Although...

In any event...

Next...

About...

Carefully...

Excitedly...

Early...

Suppose...

Most...

Indeed...

Remember...

So...

At...

Once...

Somewhere...

Despite...

Just...

Perhaps...

Without...

Shortly after...

When...

Suppose...

 

 

Examples of good story writing will be posted up on the website shortly.

Míle buíochas le Shauna Nic Ghiollárnath, Michael Ó Bradáin agus Sarah Ní Mhaoldhomhnaigh.

These three pupils wrote fantastic stories!

 

Blackberry Picking

by Séamus Heaney

 

Late August, given heavy rain and sun

For a full week, the blackberries would ripen.

At first, just one, a glossy purple clot

Among others, red, green, hard as a knot.

You ate that first one and its flesh was sweet

Like thickened wine: summer's blood was in it

Leaving stains upon the tongue and lust for

Picking. Then red ones inked up and that hunger

Sent us out with milk cans, pea tins, jam-pots

Where briars scratched and wet grass bleached our boots.

Round hayfields, cornfields and potato-drills

We trekked and picked until the cans were full,

Until the tinkling bottom had been covered

With green ones, and on top big dark blobs burned

Like a plate of eyes. Our hands were peppered

With thorn pricks, our palms sticky as Bluebeard's.

 

We hoarded the fresh berries in the byre.

But when the bath was filled we found a fur,

A rat-grey fungus, glutting on our cache.

The juice was stinking too. Once off the bush

The fruit fermented, the sweet flesh would turn sour.

I always felt like crying. It wasn't fair

That all the lovely canfuls smelt of rot.

Each year I hoped they'd keep, knew they would not.

 

What is the poem about?

In the poem, Heaney recalls a time when he and his friends were sent to pick blackberries. He describes the beauty of the blackberries and how sweet they tasted.

The tone of the poem though changes. Heaney remembers the sense of disappointment he and his fellow blackberry-pickers felt when they discovered that the berries had fermented and a fungus was growing on the fruit. He says that this made him sad, and he came to realise that this would always happen: soon after the berries had been picked, they would go rotten.

 

 

Poetry Techniques

  • Alliteration: "bleached our boots"
  • Similie: "Like thickened wine" 
  • Imagery: "rat-grey fungus"


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