Ready Steady Read Together
Fiction Lesson 3
What do you think you know?
What?
Who?
Why?
Where?
How?
When?
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What do you know and think?
I shall never forget my new master; he had black eyes and a hooked nose, his mouth was as full of teeth as a bull-dog’s; and his voice was as harsh as the grinding of cart wheels over gravel stones.
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Text adapted from Black Beauty by Anna Sewell ©
Today's Question(s)
How does Black Beauty’s work compare from his first week as a cab horse to his new master?
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The first week
The first week of my life as a cab horse was very trying; I had never been to London, and the noise, the hurry, the crowds of horses, carts, and carriages, that I had to make my way through, made me feel anxious and harassed; but I soon found that I could perfectly trust my driver, and then I made myself easy, and got used to it.
Jerry was as good a driver as I had ever known; and what was better, he took as much thought for his horses as he did for himself. He soon found out that I was willing to work, and do my best; he never laid the whip on me, unless it was gently drawing the end of it over my back, when I was to go on; but generally I knew this quite well by the way in which he took up the reins; and I believe his whip was more frequently stuck up by his side than in his hand.
In a short time I and my master understood each other, as well as horse and man can do. In the stable, too, he did all that he could for our comfort. Jerry kept us very clean, and gave us as much change of food as he could, and always plenty of it; not only that, but he always gave us plenty of clean, fresh water. But the best thing that we had here was our Sundays for rest.
Text adapted from Black Beauty by Anna Sewell ©
Under a new master I shall never forget my new master; he had black eyes and a hooked nose, his mouth was as full of teeth as a bull-dog’s, and his voice was as harsh as the grinding of cart wheels over gravel stones. His name was Nicholas Skinner.
I have heard men say that seeing is believing; but I should say that feeling is believing; for much as I had seen it before, I never knew till now the utter misery of a cab horse’s life.
Skinner was hard on the men, and the men were hard on the horses. In this place we had no Sunday rest, and it was in the heat of summer.
My driver was hard. He had a cruel whip with something so sharp at the end that it sometimes drew blood, and he would even whip me under the belly, and flip the lash out at my head. Indignities like these took the heart out of me terribly, but still I did my best and never hung back; for, as poor Ginger said, it was no use; men are the strongest.
My life was now so utterly wretched that I wished I might, like Ginger, drop down dead at my work, and be out of my misery.
Text adapted from Black Beauty by Anna Sewell ©
Vocabulary
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trying
made myself easy
harassed
flip the lash
utterly wretched
indignities
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Words taken from Black Beauty by Anna Sewell ©
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trying
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The first week
The first week of my life as a cab horse was very trying; I had never been to London, and the noise, the hurry, the crowds of horses, carts, and carriages, that I had to make my way through,...
Reveal Vocabulary
Text adapted from Black Beauty by Anna Sewell ©
trying
Your turn
harassed
Find the word or phrase Read the sentence Talk about it to a partner
made myself easy
flip the lash
indignities
utterly wretched
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Reveal Vocabulary
The first week
The first week of my life as a cab horse was very trying; I had never been to London, and the noise, the hurry, the crowds of horses, carts, and carriages, that I had to make my way through, made me feel anxious and harassed; but I soon found that I could perfectly trust my driver, and then I made myself easy, and got used to it.
Jerry was as good a driver as I had ever known; and what was better, he took as much thought for his horses as he did for himself. He soon found out that I was willing to work, and do my best; he never laid the whip on me, unless it was gently drawing the end of it over my back, when I was to go on; but generally I knew this quite well by the way in which he took up the reins; and I believe his whip was more frequently stuck up by his side than in his hand.
In a short time I and my master understood each other, as well as horse and man can do. In the stable, too, he did all that he could for our comfort. Jerry kept us very clean, and gave us as much change of food as he could, and always plenty of it; not only that, but he always gave us plenty of clean, fresh water. But the best thing that we had here was our Sundays for rest.
Teacher Note: Re-read if time allows.
Text adapted from Black Beauty by Anna Sewell ©
Reveal Vocabulary
Under a new master
I shall never forget my new master; he had black eyes and a hooked nose, his mouth was as full of teeth as a bull-dog’s, and his voice was as harsh as the grinding of cart wheels over gravel stones. His name was Nicholas Skinner.
I have heard men say that seeing is believing; but I should say that feeling is believing; for much as I had seen it before, I never knew till now the utter misery of a cab horse’s life.
Skinner was hard on the men, and the men were hard on the horses. In this place we had no Sunday rest, and it was in the heat of summer.
My driver was hard. He had a cruel whip with something so sharp at the end that it sometimes drew blood, and he would even whip me under the belly, and flip the lash out at my head. Indignities like these took the heart out of me terribly, but still I did my best and never hung back; for, as poor Ginger said, it was no use; men are the strongest.
My life was now so utterly wretched that I wished I might, like Ginger, drop down dead at my work, and be out of my misery.
Teacher Note: Re-read if time allows.
Text adapted from Black Beauty by Anna Sewell ©
Fluency
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Let me use my reader's voice...
My driver was hard. He had a cruel whip with something so sharp at the end that it sometimes drew blood, and he would even whip me under the belly, and flip the lash out at my head.
What did you notice?
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Text adapted from Black Beauty by Anna Sewell ©
My Turn
Your Turn
Echo Read
My driver was hard.
He had a cruel whip with something so sharp at the end that it sometimes drew blood,
and he would even whip me under the belly, and flip the lash out at my head.
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Text adapted from Black Beauty by Anna Sewell ©
Sound like a reader!
Stand up!
Choral Read
My driver was hard. He had a cruel whip with something so sharp at the end that it sometimes drew blood, and he would even whip me under the belly, and flip the lash out at my head.
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Text adapted from Black Beauty by Anna Sewell ©
Strategy Focus
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Strategy: Read Between the Lines
How does Black Beauty’s work compare from his first week as a cab horse to his new master?
Be a detective and look for clues!
Teach
Let me show you
Reveal Text Marks
The first week of my life as a cab horse was very trying; I had never been to London, and the noise, the hurry, the crowds of horses, carts, and carriages, that I had to make my way through, made me feel anxious and harassed; but I soon found that I could perfectly trust my driver, and then I made myself easy, and got used to it.
How does Black Beauty’s work compare from his first week as a cab horse to his new master?
The work was new to Black Beauty and the bustling noises of the city made him uneasy and fearful. However, when he learned he could rely on his driver to keep him safe, he relaxed.
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Teach
Text adapted from Black Beauty by Anna Sewell ©
Strategy Stop
What else could you use to answer today's question(s)?
Teach
Your Turn
How does Black Beauty’s work compare from his first week as a cab horse to his new master?
Find the answers
Text mark
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Click on the evidence to reveal acceptable answers
Acceptable Answers
Under a new master
First week
Text Mark Evidence - his voice was as harsh as the grinding of cart wheels over gravel stones - Skinner was hard on the men, and the men were hard on the horses
Skinner was mean and cruel
Text Mark Evidence - he took as much thought for his horses as he did for himself - he never laid the whip on me - his whip was more frequently stuck up by his side than in his hand
Jerry was kind and gentle
Text Mark Evidence - he did all that he could for our comfort - Jerry kept us very clean and gave us food…plenty of it - he always gave us plenty of clean fresh water - the best thing that we had was our Sundays for rest
Jerry met the horses' needs
Text Mark Evidence we had no Sunday rest, and it was in the heat of summer
Skinner did not meet the horses' needs
Go to the next slide for more....
Click on the evidence to reveal acceptable answers
Acceptable Answers
Under a new master
First week
Text Mark Evidence - he had a cruel whip with something so sharp at the end that it sometimes drew blood - he would even whip me under the belly, and flip the lash out at my head
Skinner let the men hurt the horses
Both experiences are hard work, the differences are in how Black Beauty is treated:
Text Mark Evidence I and my master understood each other, as well as a horse and man can do
Jerry and Beauty connected
Text Mark Evidence - I never knew till now the utter misery of a cab horse’s life - my life was so utterly wretched that I wished I might…drop down dead at my work and be out of my misery
Black Beauty was miserable
How does Black Beauty’s work compare from his first week as a cab horse to his new master?
Quiz Time
Start
Picture Me
Which picture is the best match for the phrase 'flip the lash'?
Fill the Gaps
trying
harassed
made myself easy
The first week of my life as a cab horse was very ; I had never been to London, and the noise, the hurry, the crowds of horses, carts, and carriages, that I had to make my way through, made me feel anxious and ; but I soon found that I could perfectly trust my driver, and then I , and got used to it.
Discuss then check
Click if correct
Link Me
Link each word with its correct meaning:
A miserable
1 trying
B difficult or challenging
2 harassed
C an embarrassing or shameful thing
Check
3 indignity
Click if correct
D stressed and overwhelmed
4 wretched
Tick Me
Which did Black Beauty think was the best thing that Jerry provided?
Tick one
A) A clean, comfortable stable.
B) Plenty of food with some variety.
Check
C) Clean, fresh water.
Click if correct
D) Sundays for rest.
Feedback: Who did what well?
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EchoRead
ChoralRead
ReadingStrategy
Answers & Text Marks
Other...
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trying
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Ready Steady Read Together
Fiction Lesson 3
What do you think you know?
What?
Who?
Why?
Where?
How?
When?
Book Talk: Let's explore this illustration.
Explore
What do you know and think?
I shall never forget my new master; he had black eyes and a hooked nose, his mouth was as full of teeth as a bull-dog’s; and his voice was as harsh as the grinding of cart wheels over gravel stones.
How might this extract link to the illustration?
Explore
Text adapted from Black Beauty by Anna Sewell ©
Today's Question(s)
How does Black Beauty’s work compare from his first week as a cab horse to his new master?
Explore
Let me read today's text
Explore
The first week The first week of my life as a cab horse was very trying; I had never been to London, and the noise, the hurry, the crowds of horses, carts, and carriages, that I had to make my way through, made me feel anxious and harassed; but I soon found that I could perfectly trust my driver, and then I made myself easy, and got used to it. Jerry was as good a driver as I had ever known; and what was better, he took as much thought for his horses as he did for himself. He soon found out that I was willing to work, and do my best; he never laid the whip on me, unless it was gently drawing the end of it over my back, when I was to go on; but generally I knew this quite well by the way in which he took up the reins; and I believe his whip was more frequently stuck up by his side than in his hand. In a short time I and my master understood each other, as well as horse and man can do. In the stable, too, he did all that he could for our comfort. Jerry kept us very clean, and gave us as much change of food as he could, and always plenty of it; not only that, but he always gave us plenty of clean, fresh water. But the best thing that we had here was our Sundays for rest.
Text adapted from Black Beauty by Anna Sewell ©
Under a new master I shall never forget my new master; he had black eyes and a hooked nose, his mouth was as full of teeth as a bull-dog’s, and his voice was as harsh as the grinding of cart wheels over gravel stones. His name was Nicholas Skinner. I have heard men say that seeing is believing; but I should say that feeling is believing; for much as I had seen it before, I never knew till now the utter misery of a cab horse’s life. Skinner was hard on the men, and the men were hard on the horses. In this place we had no Sunday rest, and it was in the heat of summer. My driver was hard. He had a cruel whip with something so sharp at the end that it sometimes drew blood, and he would even whip me under the belly, and flip the lash out at my head. Indignities like these took the heart out of me terribly, but still I did my best and never hung back; for, as poor Ginger said, it was no use; men are the strongest. My life was now so utterly wretched that I wished I might, like Ginger, drop down dead at my work, and be out of my misery.
Text adapted from Black Beauty by Anna Sewell ©
Vocabulary
Explore
Hover for defintions!
trying
made myself easy
harassed
flip the lash
utterly wretched
indignities
Explore
Words taken from Black Beauty by Anna Sewell ©
I will model the first.
Find the word or phrase Read the sentence Talk about it to a partner
trying
Explore
Find Read Talk
The first week The first week of my life as a cab horse was very trying; I had never been to London, and the noise, the hurry, the crowds of horses, carts, and carriages, that I had to make my way through,...
Reveal Vocabulary
Text adapted from Black Beauty by Anna Sewell ©
trying
Your turn
harassed
Find the word or phrase Read the sentence Talk about it to a partner
made myself easy
flip the lash
indignities
utterly wretched
Use your text
Explore
Vocabulary Check
Explore
Reveal Vocabulary
The first week The first week of my life as a cab horse was very trying; I had never been to London, and the noise, the hurry, the crowds of horses, carts, and carriages, that I had to make my way through, made me feel anxious and harassed; but I soon found that I could perfectly trust my driver, and then I made myself easy, and got used to it. Jerry was as good a driver as I had ever known; and what was better, he took as much thought for his horses as he did for himself. He soon found out that I was willing to work, and do my best; he never laid the whip on me, unless it was gently drawing the end of it over my back, when I was to go on; but generally I knew this quite well by the way in which he took up the reins; and I believe his whip was more frequently stuck up by his side than in his hand. In a short time I and my master understood each other, as well as horse and man can do. In the stable, too, he did all that he could for our comfort. Jerry kept us very clean, and gave us as much change of food as he could, and always plenty of it; not only that, but he always gave us plenty of clean, fresh water. But the best thing that we had here was our Sundays for rest.
Teacher Note: Re-read if time allows.
Text adapted from Black Beauty by Anna Sewell ©
Reveal Vocabulary
Under a new master I shall never forget my new master; he had black eyes and a hooked nose, his mouth was as full of teeth as a bull-dog’s, and his voice was as harsh as the grinding of cart wheels over gravel stones. His name was Nicholas Skinner. I have heard men say that seeing is believing; but I should say that feeling is believing; for much as I had seen it before, I never knew till now the utter misery of a cab horse’s life. Skinner was hard on the men, and the men were hard on the horses. In this place we had no Sunday rest, and it was in the heat of summer. My driver was hard. He had a cruel whip with something so sharp at the end that it sometimes drew blood, and he would even whip me under the belly, and flip the lash out at my head. Indignities like these took the heart out of me terribly, but still I did my best and never hung back; for, as poor Ginger said, it was no use; men are the strongest. My life was now so utterly wretched that I wished I might, like Ginger, drop down dead at my work, and be out of my misery.
Teacher Note: Re-read if time allows.
Text adapted from Black Beauty by Anna Sewell ©
Fluency
Explore
Let me use my reader's voice...
My driver was hard. He had a cruel whip with something so sharp at the end that it sometimes drew blood, and he would even whip me under the belly, and flip the lash out at my head.
What did you notice?
Explore
Text adapted from Black Beauty by Anna Sewell ©
My Turn
Your Turn
Echo Read
My driver was hard.
He had a cruel whip with something so sharp at the end that it sometimes drew blood,
and he would even whip me under the belly, and flip the lash out at my head.
Explore
Text adapted from Black Beauty by Anna Sewell ©
Sound like a reader!
Stand up!
Choral Read
My driver was hard. He had a cruel whip with something so sharp at the end that it sometimes drew blood, and he would even whip me under the belly, and flip the lash out at my head.
Explore
Text adapted from Black Beauty by Anna Sewell ©
Strategy Focus
Explore
Strategy: Read Between the Lines
How does Black Beauty’s work compare from his first week as a cab horse to his new master?
Be a detective and look for clues!
Teach
Let me show you
Reveal Text Marks
The first week of my life as a cab horse was very trying; I had never been to London, and the noise, the hurry, the crowds of horses, carts, and carriages, that I had to make my way through, made me feel anxious and harassed; but I soon found that I could perfectly trust my driver, and then I made myself easy, and got used to it.
How does Black Beauty’s work compare from his first week as a cab horse to his new master?
The work was new to Black Beauty and the bustling noises of the city made him uneasy and fearful. However, when he learned he could rely on his driver to keep him safe, he relaxed.
Reveal Explainer
Teach
Text adapted from Black Beauty by Anna Sewell ©
Strategy Stop
What else could you use to answer today's question(s)?
Teach
Your Turn
How does Black Beauty’s work compare from his first week as a cab horse to his new master?
Find the answers
Text mark
Explore
Click on the evidence to reveal acceptable answers
Acceptable Answers
Under a new master
First week
Text Mark Evidence - his voice was as harsh as the grinding of cart wheels over gravel stones - Skinner was hard on the men, and the men were hard on the horses
Skinner was mean and cruel
Text Mark Evidence - he took as much thought for his horses as he did for himself - he never laid the whip on me - his whip was more frequently stuck up by his side than in his hand
Jerry was kind and gentle
Text Mark Evidence - he did all that he could for our comfort - Jerry kept us very clean and gave us food…plenty of it - he always gave us plenty of clean fresh water - the best thing that we had was our Sundays for rest
Jerry met the horses' needs
Text Mark Evidence we had no Sunday rest, and it was in the heat of summer
Skinner did not meet the horses' needs
Go to the next slide for more....
Click on the evidence to reveal acceptable answers
Acceptable Answers
Under a new master
First week
Text Mark Evidence - he had a cruel whip with something so sharp at the end that it sometimes drew blood - he would even whip me under the belly, and flip the lash out at my head
Skinner let the men hurt the horses
Both experiences are hard work, the differences are in how Black Beauty is treated:
Text Mark Evidence I and my master understood each other, as well as a horse and man can do
Jerry and Beauty connected
Text Mark Evidence - I never knew till now the utter misery of a cab horse’s life - my life was so utterly wretched that I wished I might…drop down dead at my work and be out of my misery
Black Beauty was miserable
How does Black Beauty’s work compare from his first week as a cab horse to his new master?
Quiz Time
Start
Picture Me
Which picture is the best match for the phrase 'flip the lash'?
Fill the Gaps
trying
harassed
made myself easy
The first week of my life as a cab horse was very ; I had never been to London, and the noise, the hurry, the crowds of horses, carts, and carriages, that I had to make my way through, made me feel anxious and ; but I soon found that I could perfectly trust my driver, and then I , and got used to it.
Discuss then check
Click if correct
Link Me
Link each word with its correct meaning:
A miserable
1 trying
B difficult or challenging
2 harassed
C an embarrassing or shameful thing
Check
3 indignity
Click if correct
D stressed and overwhelmed
4 wretched
Tick Me
Which did Black Beauty think was the best thing that Jerry provided?
Tick one
A) A clean, comfortable stable.
B) Plenty of food with some variety.
Check
C) Clean, fresh water.
Click if correct
D) Sundays for rest.
Feedback: Who did what well?
FindRead Talk
EchoRead
ChoralRead
ReadingStrategy
Answers & Text Marks
Other...
To be a book lover, you could...
visit libraries.
Reveal
Libraries are treasure troves for finding new and exciting reads.
trying
harassed
made myself easy