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2017 SACAI WINTER SCHOOL

ENGLISH HL

NOTES

ENGLISH HOME LANGUAGE

WINTER SCHOOL

2017

INDEX

The Literary essay

Poetry essay

Unseen Poetry

Prescribed Poetry

The Good-morrow

And death shall have no dominion

Remembrance

I have my father’s voice

Naming of the parts

Toads

Aspects of language

Cartoons

Advertising

Paper 3

The Literary essay

Use the question / statement of the essay to write your introduction.

Write in the present tense.

Use the SIR principle (Statement / Illustration/ Relate to the topic)

Use each statement as a new paragraph.

Indicate the amount of words used.

Provide a title for your essay

Link your conclusion to your introduction

THE UNLIKELY PILGRIMAGE OF HAROLD FRY

Harold’s pilgrimage was critical for restoring the relationship between

Maureen and himself.

In a well-constructed essay of 400 – 450 words (2 – 2 ½ pages), critically discuss

the extent to which you agree with this statement.

e.g.

Introduction

In the novel, ‘The Unlikely pilgrimage of Harold Fry’, Harold and Maureen find

themselves in an unhappy marriage where they live separate lives. Harold goes on

a journey which restores their relationship.

Conclusion

Harold’s journey clearly helped in restoring the relationship between him and his

wife.

Statement Illustration (evidence / example / quotes)

Relate to the topic

Harold Fry’s pilgrimage exposes his inner thoughts, his mistakes and his regrets.

As Harold walks, he goes through a range of emotions.

Harold has to come to terms with his past in order to restore his relationship.

Spends a great deal of time focused on the regrets of his life and has basically forgotten how to live for today.

He has never been able to express his emotions and he struggles. Harold admits that he'd stopped to deal with his shoes the day David nearly drowned because he was afraid he couldn't save David.

He realizes by not dealing with his problems, he has allowed his relationship with Maureen to drift apart.

His memories and regrets come to a head when he receives the letter from Queenie Hennessy.

Harold decides to write a note to Queenie and to post it. On his way to post the letter, he keeps on walking.

He then mentions his guilt over an unintentional lie. This is a reference to the fact that Harold did something to Napier and that Queenie took the blame to save Harold from Napier's wrath. He regrets many things and will have to learn to accept his past in order to find a place of peace.

He believes he is at least partly to blame for David's suicide.

David was addicted to alcohol and drugs and Harold was unable to deal with it.

Maureen blamed Harold and withdrew from him to such an extent that they lived separate lives.

He struggles with the pain of his mother leaving and his father becoming demented to the point that he didn't recognize Harold. He learns to accept all these things, and to accept David's death.

Several examples throughout the novel – e.g. Maureen talking to her doctor – fearing Harold has Alzheimer’s.

By admitting his inabilities to face his problems head on, Harold comes to accept what has happened to hm.

Harold meets several people on his journey that makes him realize what he has missed out in life.

The girl at the garage, the mother on the bicycle etc.

Harold is motivated by the girl at the garage to continue with his journey, Harold sees the scars on the young woman’s arm and wishes he said something.

He comes to terms with his life and this leads to acceptance and inner peace.

He regrets many things and will have to learn to accept his past in order to find a place of peace.

He realizes that instead of facing the tragedy together, they chose to handle it by themselves, thus drifting apart.

Harold realizes that he wants to work on his marriage.

He struggles through the remaining miles and sends Maureen many postcards. He misses her so badly he can't stand it but Maureen and Rex have agreed that Harold will never forgive himself if he gives up when he's so near.

This is the beginning of repairing their relationship.

Harold and Maureen both want to save their marriage.

When they go to pay their last respects to Queenie, Maureen and Harold face the loss together, a stark contrast to their attitudes when David died.

Acceptance and forgiveness lead to starting afresh in their relationship.

Poetry essay

Follow the following guidelines:

It is important to discuss all three aspects of the question: tone, diction and imagery.

Use correct grammar and punctuation.

Write in paragraphs.

Write in full sentences.

Ensure that you have an introduction and conclusion.

Indicate the word count.

Use the following formula:

Tone: identify and explain how it influences the message of the poem. Diction: Quote and explain – provide 4 examples. Imagery: Identify, quote and explain – provide 4 examples.

Example: The good-morrow – John Donne Tone: The poet expresses great excitement at the discovery of this true, spiritual love. Diction:

‘weaned’ – the poet uses this word to illustrate how immature they really were. ‘waking souls’- depicting their souls awakening from the sleep of immaturity and

entering a new day (period of mature love). ‘hemispheres’- half of the earth – the poet describes their faces as two hemispheres

in which their true hearts / love are depicted. ‘wanes’- if the love of one of them ‘wanes’ (grow less with passing time), it will be

quite clear that their love was not equal in strength. Imagery: - IDENTIFY / QUOTE / EXPLAIN

Apostrophe – ‘I wonder, by my troth, what thou and I’ – the poet addresses his beloved and is delighted with his new love.

Hyperbole – ‘Or snorted we in the Seven Sleeper’s den’- before meeting they lived in the darkness of ignorance.

Metaphor – ‘For love, all love of other sight controls’- their love for each other controls their personal opinions on, their ideas about and their belief in all other matters.

Metaphor - ‘…without declining west’- their faces are depicted as perfect hemispheres – they display the warmth of their love and there are no shadows of mistrust, disloyalty in them.

Prescribed Poetry

The Good-morrow - John Donne

I wonder, by my troth, what thou and I Did, till we loved? Were we not weaned till then? But sucked on country pleasures, childishly? Or snorted we in the Seven Sleeper’s den? ‘Twas so; but this; all pleasures fancies be. 5 If ever any beauty I did see, Which I desired, and got,’ twas but a dream of thee. And now good-morrow to our waking souls, Which watch not one another out of fear; For love, all love of other sight controls, 10 And makes one little room an everywhere. Let sea-discoverers to new worlds have gone, Let maps to others, worlds on worlds have shown, Let us possess one world, each hath one, and is one. My face in thine eye, thine in mine appears, 15 And true plain hearts do in the faces rest; Where can we find two better hemispheres, Without sharp north, without declining west? Whatever dies was not mixed equally; If our two loves be one, or, thou and I 20 Love so alike that none do slacken, none can die.

And death shall have no dominion – Dylan Thomas

And death shall have no dominion Dead men naked they shall be one With the man in the wind and the west moon; When their bones are picked clean and the clean bones gone, They shall have stars at elbow and foot; 5 Though they go mad they shall be sane, Though they sink through the sea they shall rise again; Though lovers be lost love shall not; And death shall have no dominion. And death shall have no dominion. 10 Under the windings of the sea They lying long shall not die windily; Twisting on racks when sinews give way, Strapped to a wheel, yet they shall not break; Faith in their hands shall snap in two, 15 And the unicorn evils run them through; Split all ends up they shan’t crack; And death shall have no dominion. And death shall have no dominion. No more may gulls cry at their ear 20 Or waves break loud on the seashores; Where blew a flower may a flower no more Lift its head to the blows of the rain; Though they be mad and dead as nails, Heads of the characters hammer through daisies; 25 Break in the sun till the sun breaks down, And death shall have no dominion.

Remembrance - Emily Brontë

Cold in the earth – and the deep snow piled above thee, Far, far removed, cold in the dreamy grave! Have I forgot, my only Love, to love thee, Severed at last by Time’s all-severing wave? Now, when alone, do my thoughts no longer hover 5 Over the mountains, on the northern shore, Resting their wings where heath and fern leaves cover Thy noble heart forever, ever more? Cold in the earth – and fifteen wild Decembers, From those brown hills, have melted into spring; 10 Faithful, indeed, is the spirit that remembers After such years of change and suffering! Sweet love of youth, forgive, if I forget thee, While the world’s tide is bearing me along; Other desires and other hopes beset me, 15 Hopes which obscure, but cannot do thee wrong! No later light has lightened up my heaven, No second morn has ever shone for me; All my life’s bliss from the deaf life was given, All my life’s bliss is in the grave with thee. 20 But when the days of golden dreams had perished, And even Despair was powerless to destroy, Then did I learn how existence could be cherished, Strengthened, and fed without the aid of joy. Then did I check the tears of useless passion – 25 Weaned my young soul from yearning after thine; Sternly denied its burning wish to hasten Down to that tomb already more than mine. And, even yet, I dare not let it languish, Dare not indulge in memory’s rapturous pain; 30 Once drinking deep of that divinest anguish, How could I seek the empty world again?

I have my father’s voice – Chris van Wyk

When I walk into a room where my father has just been I fill the same spaces he did from the elbows on the table to the head thrown back 5 and when we laugh we aim the guffaw at the same space in the air. Before anybody has told me this I know because I see myself through my father’s eyes. 10 When I was a pigeon-toed boy my father used his voice to send me to bed to run and buy the newspaper to scribble my way through matric. 15 He also used his voice for harsher things: to bluster when we made a noise when the kitchen wasn’t cleaned after supper when I was out too late. Late for work, on many mornings. 20 one sock in hand, its twin an angry glint in his eye he flings dirty clothes out of the washing box: vests, jeans, pants and shirts shouting anagrams of fee fo fi fum until he is up 25 to his knees in a stinking heap of laundry. I have my father’s voice too And his fuming temper And I shout as he does. But I spew the words out 30 in pairs of alliteration and an air of assonance. Everything a poet needs my father has bequeathed me except the words. 35

Naming of the parts - Henry Reed

Today we have naming of parts. Yesterday, We had daily cleaning. And tomorrow morning, We shall have what to do after firing. But today, Today we have naming of parts. Japonica Glistens like coral in all the neighbouring gardens, 5 And today we have naming of parts. This is the lower sling swivel. And this Is the upper sling swivel, whose use you will see, When you are given your slings. And this is the piling swivel, Which in your case you have not got. The branches 10 Hold in the gardens their silent, eloquent gestures, Which in our case we have not got. This is the safety-catch, which is always released With an easy flick of the thumb. And please do not let me See anyone using his finger. You can do it quite easy 15 If you have any strength in your thumb. The blossoms Are fragile and motionless, never letting anyone see Any of them using their finger. And this you can see is the bolt. The purpose of this Is to open the breech, as you see. We can slide it 20 Rapidly backwards and forwards: we call this Easing the spring. And rapidly backwards and forwards The early bees are assaulting and fumbling the flowers: They call it easing the Spring. They call it easing the Spring: it is perfectly easy 25 If you have any strength in your thumb: like the bolt, And the breech, and the cooking piece, and the point of balance, Which in our case we have not got; and the almond-blossom Silent in all the gardens and the bees going backwards and forwards, For today we have naming of parts. 30

Toads - Philip Larkin

Why should I let the toad work Squat on my life? Can’t I use my wit as a pitchfork And drive the brute off? Six days of the week it soils 5 With its sickening poison – Just for paying a few bills! That’s out of proportion. Lots of folk live on their wits: Lecturers, lispers, 10 Losels, loblolly-men, louts – They don’t end as paupers. Lots of folk live up lanes with fires in a bucket; Eat windfalls and tinned sardines – 15 They seem to like it. Their nippers have got bare feet, Their unspeakable wives Are skinny as whippets - and yet No one actually starves. 20 Ah, were I courageous enough To shout Stuff your pension! But I know, all too well, that’s the stuff That dreams are made on: For something sufficiently toad-like 25 Squats in me too: Its hunkers are heavy as hard luck, And cold as snow, And will never allow me to blarney My way to getting 30 The fame and the girl and the money All at one sitting. I don’t say, one bodies the other One’s spiritual truth; But I do say it’s hard to lose either 35 When you have both.

Aspects of language

Cartoons

Advertising

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