jueves, 29 de enero de 2015
Adjective order
http://www.learnenglishfeelgood.com/esl_adjectiveorder4.html#
http://a4esl.org/q/h/vm/adjorder.html
http://web2.uvcs.uvic.ca/elc/studyzone/410/grammar/adjord1.htm
http://www.englishexercises.org/makeagame/viewgame.asp?id=6877
lunes, 26 de enero de 2015
Vocab test Monday 2/02
From Of Mice and Men:
To nibble:to take small
bites of something
To hum:to sing with closed lips
To jeer: to mock someone
to stroke: to caress/pet
to cover: to put something over another
sorrowfully: sadly
to arise: to start/increase
to hurl: to throw
sullenly: silently angry
to tend: to look after
Coarse: rough
To writhe: to twist, struggle
Hoarse: throaty, rough, weak voice
Woe: worry
To confide: to tell a secret
Soothing: relaxing
Earnestly: seriously, formally
From the poem Quickdraw:
OTo
sling
OA
pellet
OThe
mark
OTo
blast
OCalamity
OTo
reel
OTo
fumble
martes, 20 de enero de 2015
Vocab test Monday 26/01
1.Scornful
2.To
conceal
3.Cozy
4.Manure
5.Sourly
6.Sullen(ness)
7.Contemptuously
8.Indignation
9.A
(hula)
hoop
10.advertising
agency
11.Billboard
12.Broadsheet
13.Campaign
14.Commercial
15.Coupon
16.double-page
spread
17.Editing
18.eye-catching
19.Features
20.generic
advertising
21.Hype
22.Jingle
23.Launch
24.prime
time
25.roadside
signs
26.Slogan
27.Slot
28.Soundbite
29.tabloid
viernes, 16 de enero de 2015
The Manhunt by SImon Armitage
The Manhunt Questions
Let’s take a closer look
Answer the following questions by providing quotes and analysis.
Stanza 1
- What does the phrase ‘passionate nights and intimate days’ initially suggest the poem might be about?
- What other meanings could ‘passionate’ and ‘intimate’ bring, given the context of the rest of the poem?
Stanza 2
1. What does ‘only then would he let me trace’ imply?
2. What might the metaphor ‘the frozen river which ran through his face’ be describing?
3. What other meaning(s) could ‘frozen’ bring to the poem?
Stanza 3
1. Why does the narrator use the word ‘explore’ – what connotations does it bring?
2. The poem is broken up into two-line stanzas. Why do you think Armitage has used this technique?
3. What meaning(s) does the phrase ‘blown hinge’ add to the poem?
Stanzas 4-6
1. Up to now, the couplets have been rhymed; why do you think that Armitage doesn’t rhyme all of the couplets?
2. Is ‘porcelain’ a good word to describe his collar bone? Explain your answer fully.
3. What’s the effect of Armitage’s use of repetition of words and style in these stanzas?
Stanza 7
1. Armitage starts a new sentence in the poem here; why do you think he does so?
2. How does this stanza suggest that the narrator is trying to help her husband recover?
Stanza 8
1. What do you notice about the form of this stanza? Why might this be important?
Stanzas 9-10
1. Why does Armitage describe the bullet as a ‘foetus’?
Stanzas 11-12
1. What sorts of ‘scarring’ is the narrator talking about in these stanzas?
2. How effective is the metaphor of the ‘mine’ in his mind? What does the description of it as ‘sweating’ suggest about him? How does it bring an association of danger?
Stanza 13
1. What phrase suggests that the narrator is finding it hard to connect to the man?
2. ‘Then, and only then, did I come close’: close to what?
3. Look at the last words of each line of the couplet. What reasons can you think of for Armitage choosing these? Hint: think about the idea of things which are ‘missing’ or incomplete.
4. How effective and appropriate is the poem’s title? Explain your ideas fully.
miércoles, 14 de enero de 2015
Poetry - Out of the Blue
Out of the Blue
You
have picked me out.
Through a distant shot of a building burning
you have noticed now
that a white cotton shirt is twirling, turning.
In fact I am waving, waving.
Small in the clouds, but waving, waving.
Does anyone see a
soul worth saving?
So when will you come?
Do you think you are watching, watching
a man shaking crumbs
or pegging out washing?
I am trying and trying.
The heat behind me is bullying, driving,
but the white of surrender is not yet flying.
I am not at the point of leaving, diving.
A bird goes by.
The depth is appalling. Appalling
that others like me
should be wind-milling, wheeling, spiralling, falling.
Are your eyes believing,
believing
Here in the gills
I am still breathing.
But tiring, tiring.
Sirens below me are wailing, firing.
My arm is numb and my nerves are sagging.
Do you see me, my love. I am failing. Flagging.
Through a distant shot of a building burning
you have noticed now
that a white cotton shirt is twirling, turning.
In fact I am waving, waving.
Small in the clouds, but waving, waving.
Does anyone see a
soul worth saving?
So when will you come?
Do you think you are watching, watching
a man shaking crumbs
or pegging out washing?
I am trying and trying.
The heat behind me is bullying, driving,
but the white of surrender is not yet flying.
I am not at the point of leaving, diving.
A bird goes by.
The depth is appalling. Appalling
that others like me
should be wind-milling, wheeling, spiralling, falling.
Are your eyes believing,
believing
Here in the gills
I am still breathing.
But tiring, tiring.
Sirens below me are wailing, firing.
My arm is numb and my nerves are sagging.
Do you see me, my love. I am failing. Flagging.
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