Hour 3: Realoud suspense stories on Monday.
Hour 5: Tempest tests are looking pretty good!
Hour 7: Read the third letter! It's short! Loving this new seating arrangement!
Hour 8: Chapter 5 and continue working on your questions. We'll start with student lead discussion soon... I feel like a dictator.
Names:
A Definition Poem
Defines or describes something or someone
Defines or describes something or someone
· Begin with a specific topic or a question
· Poem will be the answer or description to the question/topic
Uses metaphors and imagery to describe a topic or answer a question
· Metaphor: describing someone or something to a word or phrase without using “as” or “like”
· Imagery: figurative language that gives a mental picture
In the second letter, Walton discusses his desire for a friend and his concept of what a friend is. Reread the first page of the second letter and list the words and phrases Walton uses to describe a friend.
Use this list to write a poem about friends (having friends, being a friend, or needing a friend, for example). You can include your own thoughts about friendship as well as what he says.
Write a Definition Poem that begins “A friend is…” or “Friendship is…”.
Make sure to consider the Point of View
· How are you relating yourself TO Walton?
· Talking to someone about him?
· Talking to him?
· Talking WITH him (two voices)?
· As his friend?
Decide this before you begin writing. You will read them aloud.
Letter 3
MY DEAR Sister, -- I write a few lines in haste, to say that I am safe, and well advanced on my voyage. This letter will reach England by a merchantman now on its homeward voyage from Archangel; more fortunate than I, who may not see my native land, perhaps, for many years. I am, however, in good spirits: my men are bold, and apparently firm of purpose; nor do the floating sheets of ice that continually pass us, indicating the dangers of the region towards which we are advancing, appear to dismay them. We have already reached a very high latitude; but it is the height of summer, and although not so warm as in England, the southern gales, which blow us speedily towards those shores which I so ardently desire to attain, breathe a degree of renovating warmth which I had not expected.
No incidents have hitherto befallen us that would make a figure in a letter. One or two stiff gales, and the springing of a leak, are accidents which experienced navigators scarcely remember to record; and I shall be well content if nothing worse happen to us during our voyage.
Adieu, my dear Margaret. Be assured that for my own sake, as well as yours, I will not rashly encounter danger. I will be cool, persevering, and prudent.
But success shall crown my endeavours. Wherefore not? Thus far I have gone, tracing a secure way over the pathless seas: the very stars themselves being witnesses and testimonies of my triumph. Why not still proceed over the untamed yet obedient element? What can stop the determined heart and resolved will of man?
My swelling heart involuntarily pours itself out thus. But I must finish. Heaven bless my beloved sister!
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