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English FluencyMonday

Year 59:30-9:40am


1. Rewrite this sentence adding two correct apostrophes.

Theyd never seen a dog as big as Joes.


2. Underline the relative clause in the sentence.

Any child who has forgotten dinner money should go to the school office.


3. Write ‘a’ or ‘an’ in the gaps in the sentence.

I’ve always wanted to have ____ adventure and to ride in ___ hot-air

balloon or __ helicopter.


4. Copy this sentence down, rewriting so it used capital letters correctly.

on the first monday in june, john is having a party.


English FluencyMondayAnswers


1. Rewrite this sentence adding two correct apostrophes.

They’d never seen a dog as big as Joe’s.


2. Underline the relative clause in the sentence.

Any child who has forgotten dinner money should go to the school office.


3. Write ‘a’ or ‘an’ in the gaps in the sentence.

I’ve always wanted to have anadventure and to ride in a hot-air

balloon or a helicopter.


4. Copy this sentence down, rewriting so it used capital letters correctly.

On the first Monday in June, John is having a party.

PoetryPoems about the Sea

Week 4Monday

9:40-10:30am

StarterLast week we began looking at poems all about the sea and at the end of the week we wrote a poem which personified the sea.

This week we are going to be writing a new poem about the sea and a very famous ship that sunk in the middle of the Atlantic Ocean.

Do you know which ship I am referring

to?

StarterLast week we began looking at poems all about the sea and at the end of the week we wrote a poem which personified the sea.

This week we are going to be writing a new poem about the sea and a very famous ship that sunk in the middle of the Atlantic Ocean.

We are going to be writing a poem about the famous ship ‘RMS Titanic’ which sunk in the Atlantic Ocean in 1912.

Titanic

Direct Teach Titanic was the biggest and most luxurious passenger ship of its time. It was 269 metres long, 28 metres wide and more than 53 meters tall, which is the same height as Nelson's Column in London and Belfast City Hall.

It had ten decks, three engines and its furnaces burnt through over 600 tonnes of coal. 175 'firemen' shovelled the coal by hand and worked in shifts 24 hours a day. Although Titanic had four funnels, only three were functional - the fourth one was just for show.

Titanic's full title was RMS Titanic as it was a Royal Mail ship carrying nearly 3500 sacks of mail including all sorts of letters and packages.

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Direct TeachNow watch this video:

Direct Teach

To be able to write a poem about the Titanic, it will help us to know a little bit about what it was like to survive this disaster. To do this we

are going to look at an eye-witness account.

This eye-witness account was written by a passenger, Elizabeth Shutes.

Elizabeth, aged 40, was governess to nineteen-year-old Margaret Graham who was travelling with her parents. As they sit in their First

Class cabin they feel a shudder travel through the ship. At first comforted by her belief in the safety of the ship, Elizabeth's composure

is soon shattered by the realisation of the imminent tragedy…

Direct Teach "Suddenly a queer quivering ran under me, apparently the whole length of the ship. Startled by the very strangeness of the shivering motion, I sprang to the floor. With too perfect a trust in that mighty vessel I again lay down. Someone knocked at my door, and the voice of a friend said: 'Come quickly to my cabin; an iceberg has just passed our window; I know we have just struck one.' “No confusion, no noise of any kind, one could believe no danger imminent. Our stewardess came and said she could learn nothing. Looking out into the companionway, I saw heads appearing asking questions from half-closed doors. All sepulchrally still, no excitement. I sat down again. My friend was by this time dressed; still her daughter and I talked on, Margaret pretending to eat a sandwich. Her hand shook so that the bread kept parting company from the chicken. Then I saw she was frightened, and for the first time I was too, but why get dressed, as no one had given the slightest hint of any possible danger? An officer's cap passed the door. I asked: 'Is there an accident or danger of any kind?’ 'None, so far as I know', was his courteous answer, spoken quietly and most kindly. This same officer then entered a cabin a little distance down the companionway and, by this time distrustful of everything, I listened intently, and distinctly heard, 'We can keep the water out for a while.'

Direct Teach

Then, and not until then, did I realize the horror of an accident at sea. Now it was too late to dress; a coat and skirt were soon on; slippers were quicker than shoes; the stewardess put on our life-preservers, and we were just ready when Mr Roebling came to tell us he would take us to our friend's mother, who was waiting above.

Two lifeboats approach, the Carpathia April 15, 1912

“No laughing throng, but on either side [of the staircases] stand quietly, bravely, the stewards, all equipped with the white, ghostly life-preservers. Always the thing one tries not to see even crossing a ferry. Now only pale faces, each form strapped about with those white bars. So gruesome a scene. We passed on. The awful good-byes. The quiet look of hope in the brave men's eyes as the wives were put into the lifeboats. Nothing escaped one at this fearful moment. We left from the sun deck, seventy-five feet above the water. Mr Case and Mr Roebling, brave American men, saw us to the lifeboat, made no effort to save themselves, but stepped back on deck. Later they went to an honoured grave.

Direct Teach

“Our lifeboat, with thirty-six in it, began lowering to the sea. This was done amid the greatest confusion. Rough seamen all giving different orders. No officer aboard. As only one side of the ropes worked, the lifeboat at one time was in such a position that it seemed we must capsize in mid-air. At last the ropes worked together, and we drew nearer and nearer the black, oily water. The first touch of our lifeboat on that black sea came to me as a last good-bye to life, and so we put off - a tiny boat on a great sea - rowed away from what had been a safe home for five days. “The first wish on the part of all was to stay near the Titanic. We all felt so much safer near the ship. Surely such a vessel could not sink. I thought the danger must be exaggerated, and we could all be taken aboard again. But surely the outline of that great, good ship was growing less. The bow of the boat was getting black. Light after light was disappearing, and now those rough seamen put to their oars and we were told to hunt under seats, any place, anywhere, for a lantern, a light of any kind. Every place was empty. There was no water - no stimulant of any kind. Not a biscuit - nothing to keep us alive had we drifted long...

Direct Teach

“Sitting by me in the lifeboat were a mother and daughter. The mother had left a husband on the Titanic, and the daughter a father and husband, and while we were near the other boats those two stricken women would call out a name and ask, 'Are you there?' 'No' would come back the awful answer, but these brave women never lost courage, forgot their own sorrow, telling me to sit close to them to keep warm... The life-preservers helped to keep us warm, but the night was bitter cold, and it grew colder and colder, and just before dawn, the coldest, darkest hour of all, no help seemed possible... “...The stars slowly disappeared, and in their place came the faint pink glow of another day. Then I heard, 'A light, a ship.' I could not, would not, look while there was a bit of doubt, but kept my eyes away. All night long I had heard, 'A light!' Each time it proved to be one of our other lifeboats, someone lighting a piece of paper, anything they could find to burn, and now I could not believe. Someone found a newspaper; it was lighted and held up. Then I looked and saw a ship. A ship bright with lights; strong and steady she waited, and we were to be saved. The two, the ship and the dawn, came together, a living painting."

Monday 22nd June 2020Planning my Poem

Steps to Success: I can plan my poem about the Titanic.

Your task today is to plan your poem about the Titanic. We are going to do this in stages and work through the different

elements of the plan together.

Your Task


Steps to Success: I can plan my poem about the Titanic. First, we need to decide whose

point of view we are going to take.

Task 1

Whose point of view will I take?

A survivor A relative of someone who died A star shining down who sees it all

A person who drowned A crew member A passenger

A person writing after the event (like Hardy) The iceberg

Record this in your home learning book.



Secondly, can you create a mindmap of the types of

emotions that we want to convey in our poem. There are some

words below to get your started.

Task 2

What feelings do I want to convey?

Terror Confusion Panic Sorrow Regret Sadness

Anger Frustration Bitterness Disbelief Thoughtfulness

Resignation




Finally, can you write a set of bullet points for the images you

want to describe.

Task 3


For example:

• I want to describe the image of the ship as it finally disappears under the surface of the ocean.

• I want to describe the cutlery and crockery sliding off the tables in the fine dining rooms.

For our plenary today, can you read this poem?

Plenary

The Convergence of the Twain(Lines on the loss of the Titanic)

IIn a solitude of the seaDeep from human vanityAnd the Pride of Life that planned her, stilly couches she.

II Steel chambers, late the pyresOf her salamandrine fires,Cold currents thread, and turn to rhythmic tidal lyres.

IIIOver the mirrors meant To glass the opulentThe sea-worm crawls – grotesque, slimed, dumb, indifferent.

IVJewels in joy designedTo ravish the sensuous mindLie lightless, all their sparkles bleared and black and blind.

VDim moon-eyed fishes nearGaze at the gilded gearAnd query: ‘What does this vaingloriousness down here?’

For our plenary today, can you read this poem?

Plenary

VIWell: while was fashioningThis creature of cleaving wingThe Immanent Will that stirs and urges everything

VIIPrepared a sinister mateFor her – so gaily great –A shape of Ice, for the time far and dissociate.

VIIIAnd as the smart ship grewIn stature, grace and hue,In shadowy silent distance grew the Iceberg too.

IXAlien they seemed to be:No mortal eye could seeThe intimate welding of their later history,

XOr sign that they were bentBy paths coincidentOn being anon twin halves of one august event.

XITill the Spinner of the Years Said ‘Now!’ And each one hears,And consummation comes, and jars two hemispheres.Thomas Hardy

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