Showing posts with label literature. Show all posts
Showing posts with label literature. Show all posts
Sunday, September 25, 2011
To a Jilted Lover by Sylvia Plath
Cold on my narrow cot I lie
and in sorrow look
through my window-square of black:
figured in the midnight sky,
a mosaic of stars
diagrams the falling years,
while from the moon, my lover's eye
chills me to death
with radiance of his frozen faith.
Once I wounded him with so
small a thorn
I never thought his flesh would burn
or that the heat within would grow
until he stood
incandescent as a god;
now there is nowhere I can go
to hide from him:
moon and sun reflect his flame.
In the morning all shall be
the same again:
stars pale before the angry dawn;
the gilded cock will turn for me
the rack of time
until the peak of noon has come
and by that glare, my love will see
how I am still
blazing in my golden hell.
Where the Sidewalk Ends by Shel Silverstein
There is a place where the sidewalk ends
And before the street begins,
And there the grass grows soft and white,
And there the sun burns crimson bright,
And there the moon-bird rests from his flight
To cool in the peppermint wind.
Let us leave this place where the smoke blows black
And the dark street winds and bends.
Past the pits where the asphalt flowers grow
We shall walk with a walk that is measured and slow,
And watch where the chalk-white arrows go
To the place where the sidewalk ends.
Yes we'll walk with a walk that is measured and slow,
And we'll go where the chalk-white arrows go,
For the children, they mark, and the children, they know
The place where the sidewalk ends.
And before the street begins,
And there the grass grows soft and white,
And there the sun burns crimson bright,
And there the moon-bird rests from his flight
To cool in the peppermint wind.
Let us leave this place where the smoke blows black
And the dark street winds and bends.
Past the pits where the asphalt flowers grow
We shall walk with a walk that is measured and slow,
And watch where the chalk-white arrows go
To the place where the sidewalk ends.
Yes we'll walk with a walk that is measured and slow,
And we'll go where the chalk-white arrows go,
For the children, they mark, and the children, they know
The place where the sidewalk ends.
Thursday, September 15, 2011
Graphic Organizers - the need to structure your Literature lesson plans
Website: http://m.teachingenglish.org.uk/articles/graphic-organisers
As beginning teachers, it is difficult to organize your lesson plans accordingly to cater to the wide range of learners these days. It is important to note that student these days tend to advance into multi-leveled reading and expose to multimodal texts.
This website, a subset of the British Council, helps teachers to understand better the ways teachers can approach classroom teaching via utilizing the graphic organizers.This website also offers other possibilities Of using the graphic organizers as pre-task activities or even as the main task for the students.
This website is definitely useful in helping teachers to organize their Literature lesson plans, and hence able to efficiently teach students via interesting ways due to the graphics on the worksheets which teachers can design.
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As beginning teachers, it is difficult to organize your lesson plans accordingly to cater to the wide range of learners these days. It is important to note that student these days tend to advance into multi-leveled reading and expose to multimodal texts.
This website, a subset of the British Council, helps teachers to understand better the ways teachers can approach classroom teaching via utilizing the graphic organizers.This website also offers other possibilities Of using the graphic organizers as pre-task activities or even as the main task for the students.
This website is definitely useful in helping teachers to organize their Literature lesson plans, and hence able to efficiently teach students via interesting ways due to the graphics on the worksheets which teachers can design.
-shaline-
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