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Pret-text activities - story telling/reading - post-text

Pre-text activities: various ways of advance organizing

Telling a storyl Written text: reading silently, teacher reads and interpretes story teJling

Post-text activities: true/false multiple choice

first letter reconstruction text with missing letters running dictation abc dictation a writes down the most difficult sentence, b the ones the are of average difficulty and c writes down the easy pnes. jumbled paragraphs/jumbled sentences gapped texts. matching sentence halves summary with gaps/ with mistakes finding sentences in the text that da not finishing sentences completing a grid retelling acting the story out changing the ending of the finding questions answering questions concerning facts that are not in the text (What does X look like?)

Action Stories: eg GerngrosslPuchta: Da and Understan.d, ÖBV Examples: Superboy, Fancy dress party

Developing a story using gesture, mime and drawings on the board. Example: Mrs Norton students create ending

Telling a story Geliert/Jogger in NewYork

Lazy Jack: Developing story after vocab intro using mime and

Cut up pictures stories (Example: The hatmaker)

Information gap: The king and his two sons text picture

Information gap: list of words - picture

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Information gap: Four different texts

Starting fram a picture: Topic Holidays: Our holiday was fine until the day when something strange/scaring/funny/unbelievable happened.

Fram story to drama: The Golden- Swan. Acting

Picture books: The Paperbag Princess, Prince Cinders, Willy the Wimp

Creating a story from questions

Fables

Stories fram Once Upon a Time: Willow, Peters, The Piper of Rome modernizing a fairy tale

Collage (3-5 pictures) Students tell or write

Desert island: flight crashlaDds in the sea, you and your friend manage to to a desert island .

Pass the story

Story with holes (A._Wright)

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AMIN AND THE EGGS Once upon a time . . . a peasant called Amin lost all his crops from his miserable little plot in a drought. He decided to seek his fortune in another village, and off he went on his donkey. On credit, he obtained a dozen hard-boiled eggs from a merchant for his journey. Seven years later, Amin returned to his village. This time he was riding a fine black horse, followed by a servant on a camel laden with gold and silver coins. Amin had become a rich man and the news of this soon spread through the village. Straight away, the merchant who had given him the dozen eggs on credit knocked at Amin's door, asking for five hundred silver pieces in payment of the old debt. Amin of course refused to pay such a large sum and the matter was taken before the judge. On the day of the hearing, the merchant appeared in court at the appointed time, but of Amin there was no sign. The judge waited impatiently for a quarter of an hour, and was on the point of adjourning the hearing, when Amin dashed in, out of breath. At once, the merchant said, in defence of his demands: "I asked Amin for payment of five hundred silver coins, because twelve chickens might have hatched from the eggs he bought from me on credit, seven years ago. These chickens would have become hens and cockerels; more eggs would have been laid, these too would have hatched, and so on. After seven years, I might have had a great flock of fowls!" "Of course," agreed the judge. "Perfectly right." And turning to Amin with a hostile air, he ordered: "What have you to say for yourself? And, by the way, why are you late?" Amin did not turn a hair. "I had a plate of boiled beans in the house and I planted them in the garden to have a good crop next year!" "Fool!" exclaimed the judge. "Since when do boiled beans grow?" To which Amin promptly retorted: "And since when do boiled eggs hatch into chickens?" He had won his case.

Rusty Rusty, our dog, was very lazy. The only thing that interested him was his food. During the day he was Iying in the hall and at night he was Iying next to my bed. And more often in it. . One afternoon Mum and I went to the shopping mall. When I got into the car, Rusty junlped onto the seat next to me. Mum was looking for a sweater for me when Rusty suddenly said, "Could you buy this red sweater for me? It's Mum and I were speechless. Our dog had never spoken before. Mum was so confused that she bought the bright red sweater, and we helped Rusty to put it on. The next time we went to the mall Rusty wanted sunglasses and then a watch. "It can't go on like my dad said. "Rusty must do some work for the things he Rusty looked up, but he didn't say anything. So he began to clean the shoes J to polish the floor and to do the washing up. Mum didn't want Rusty to cook, but he wasgood at making tea and coffee. When I was watehing TV in the evening I often feit sorry for Rusty who was still working of the time. One night Rusty said tome in bed, "I've iots of things, but I don't sleep weil, nervous and I have started to drink. Here are the things you bought for me. Take thern back. I would just like to keep the red sweater." From that day on he never spoke anymore. During the day he was Iyingin the hall and at night he was 1ying in my bed. He looked happy, and when I asked him what he was thinkin, he just winked at me.

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Michelle and her little brother were walking on the beach. Suddenly Henry stopped and picked up a small round thing that looked like a transparent golf ball. "Drop it," shouted Michelle, "i1's a jellyfish." "No, it isn't," said Henry and put it into his mouth. "Careful," Michelle shouted, but it was tao late. Henry had already swallowed i1. Henry suddenly looked very pale, and so Michelle went back to the campsite. Their eider brother James and their mother were sitting in front of their tent. Henry," have some strawberries. The strawberries were lovely, but when they had eaten them everybody looked at Henry. "Wha1's the matter?" he asked. "Your skin is all red," his mother said, "Are you OK?" "Yes, sure," Henry answered. "Can I have some more strawberries?" "Sorry, Henry," his mother said, "but you can have same blueberries ." When Henry had eaten the blueberries everybody looked at Henry again. James started laughing so hard that he fell out of his deckchair. "Now you are biue all over," they told Henry. Michelle remembered the transparent blob Henry had swallowed and she told their mother about i1. "Le1's try one more thing," their mum said. She gave Henry a big glass of orange juice. Henry it and turned orange. James was rolling the grass with laughter. "I1's not funny, we must help Henry," their mother said . Suddenly Henry went very white. He ran away in the direction of the toilet. When he came back we gave him a piece of green melon. He ate it we alllooked at him. This time he didn't change colour. "Let's go to the beach aga in, " Henry said to Michelle. "And what if you find such a blob again," she asked. ''1'11 cut it up and put it in your soup."