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Ready Steady Read Together

Fiction Lesson 5

Quiz Time

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Questions about the book so far...

Picture Me

Which picture is the best match for the word 'beggar'?

Tick Me

From lesson 2: Why did the good woman turn the baker's daughter into an owl?

Tick two:

She was very wise.

She was nocturnal and only baked at night.

Check

She said 'Who? Who?' when she saw the good woman's magic.

Click if correct

The world was sick of her insults.

Which One's Right?

Patsy's mother secreted all of the gold into her shawl. Which word below is the best match for the definition of secreted?

B whispered

A hid

C lied

D shared

Find Me

Find one word which means a series of events which happen one after the other.

But then Patsy struck up a second tune and a third, a whole succession of tunes which he’d never heard of before

Discuss then check

succession

From: Between Worlds by Kevin Crossley-Holland © 2018. Licensed under CLA. Do not share.

Speaking Spotlight

Hot Seating

Explore

Hot Seating: Ask the character

What?
Who?
Where?
Why?
When?
How?

What would you like to ask the Pooka?

Let's re-read

The Piper and the Pooka

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The only tune that Patsy could play was ‘Black Rogue’. He put a pillow of wind in his bagpipe and he played it loud and played it soft; he played it for all he was worth and on every occasion. The trouble was that Patsy was as dim as a donkey. Much as he loved music and dancing, he was unable to learn more than one tune. Late one night, Patsy was walking home, weaving down the tiddly road and warbling to himself. Up behind the piper crept a shape. The shape had horns. First it was two-legged, now it was four-legged. It grinned and lowered its head. Before Patsy knew it, the creature tossed him in the air and he landed, riding on its back. “Play ‘Poor Old Woman’ for me,” said the creature. “How can I do that?” said Patsy, “I have never heard of it.” So the piper put wind in his bag and the darkness lightened and the clouds danced in front of the moon; the sharp-tongued wind stood back. Patsy played high and low, simple and intricate. All the listening cows and rabbits and sheep pawed at the ground and stamped, all of them longing to be part of the dance. Patsy took a deep breath, “My, I’m a fine music master. Where are we going?” “There’s a great feast tonight in the house of the weeping women up on the top of the holy mountain,” replied the creature.

From: Between Worlds by Kevin Crossley-Holland © 2018. Licensed under CLA. Do not share.

Text from Between Worlds: Folktales of Britain and Ireland by Kevin Crossley-Holland

Patsy took a deep breath, “My, I’m a fine music master. Where are we going?” “There’s a great feast tonight in the house of the weeping women up on the top of the holy mountain,” replied the creature. When they arrived, Patsy saw the crowd of old women with long hair, and eyes red as firecoals from wailing and weeping. They wore green dresses and grey cloaks. “A thousand thousand welcomes to you, Pooka. Who is this you have brought with you?” “The best piper in Ireland,” said the Pooka. Patsy played ‘Black Rogue’, the only tune he knew, and the old women began to dance – backward and forward and round and round, their grey hair and white hair streaming out behind them. But then Patsy struck up a second tune and a third, a whole succession of tunes which he’d never heard of before. The old women danced until they were too tired to dance any longer. “Pay the piper, ladies!” shouted the Pooka, grinning from ear to ear. “Pay the piper!” The old women stumbled and fumbled as each and every one of them found a gold coin in a purse, or hidden pocket, and gave it to Patsy. “Bags of it!” brayed Patsy. “By the tooth of Saint Patrick, I’m as rich as the son of a lord.” “Come with me,” said the Pooka. “I’ll take you home.” Its black eyes gleamed in the light of dawn. “You’ve got things now you didn’t have before.”

From: Between Worlds by Kevin Crossley-Holland © 2018. Licensed under CLA. Do not share.

“Come with me,” said the Pooka. “I’ll take you home.” Its black eyes gleamed in the light of dawn. “You’ve got things now you didn’t have before.” Patsy thought only of the gold coins in his pockets. “Some wits between your two ears,” said the Pooka, “and a memory for music.” When Patsy reached his mother’s cottage, he banged and bawled, “Let me in! Let me in! I’m as rich as a lord and the best piper in Ireland.” Patsy’s mother stared in disbelief until he emptied his pockets and the gold pieces ran all over the floor. She secreted all of the gold into her shawl. Then Patsy played his pipes. He closed his eyes and opened his eyes and his fingers remembered all the dances and every note that he played for the weeping women on the top of the holy mountain, Croagh Patrick. Then he told her everything that had happened since he left the previous night. “All of it while you were asleep. All of it between midnight and first light.”

From: Between Worlds by Kevin Crossley-Holland © 2018. Licensed under CLA. Do not share.

After they had eaten later that morning, Patsy’s mother had a peep into the shawl for the second time. It was full of crackling leaves, nothing but November leaves, russet and gold and brown. “Ah, Patsy!” said his mother sadly and they went to tell Father William all about what had happened the previous night. Father William shook his head. He kept shaking his head. “Nonsense, Patsy, and you know it!” “It’s true,” said Patsy indignantly, “I’ll show you.” He buckled on his pipes. And then what music he played – with neat fingering and fine phrasing, true to the circle of the dance. The old priest clicked his fingers and inside his shiny shoes his toes began to tingle. Little birds looked in at his window. And from that day until the day he died, Patsy was hailed as the prince of pipers in the county of Galway.

From: Between Worlds by Kevin Crossley-Holland © 2018. Licensed under CLA. Do not share.

Strategy Stop

Teach

Teach

Your turn

Practise & Apply

Use your text

Practise & Apply

1) Match each word with its correct definition.

A a piece of cloth to wear on shoulders to keep warm

1 bawled

B a reddish-brown colour like autumn leaves

2 shawl

C cried loudly like when you are upset or sad

3 brayed

D a loud funny nose like the sound donkeys make

4 russet

Reveal Answer

Practise & Apply

2) Place a tick (✔) in one box in each row to show whether each statement is true or false.

True

False

1. Pooka taught Patsy to play a song called 'Black Rogue'.

2. The weeping women gave Patsy gold coins to pay for his music.

3. The gold coins turned into feathers inside the shawl.

4. After meeting the Pooka, Patsy was known as the prince of pipers in the county of Galway.

Reveal Answer

Practise & Apply

3) Which of the following would be the moral of The Piper and the Pooka?

Tick one:

Always trust that money will solve all your problems.

Never help someone in need as they might trick you.

Developing a talent is more important than money.

What you see is always what you get.

Reveal Answer

Practise & Apply

4) How does the music affect the weeping women? Use evidence from the text to support your answer.

Text Mark Evidence the old women began to dance - backward and forward and round and round

Text Mark Evidence old women danced until they were too tired to dance any longer

made them dance

change from crying to dancing

Click on the evidence to reveal acceptable answers
RevealEvidence & Answers

Practise & Apply

5) Give two pieces of evidence The Piper and the Pooka is a folktale.

Evidence able to play songs never heard, gold coins turn to leaves

Evidence good: Patsy bad: Pooka or wailing women

magical elements

good and bad characters

Evidence Pooka can speak

Evidence Developing a talent is more important than money.

teaches a lesson

magical elements

Evidence pay the piper, rich as the son of a lord, let me in

Evidence Patsy has wits between your two ears and a memory for music

repeated phrases

happy ending for some characters

Click on the evidence to reveal acceptable answers
RevealEvidence & Answers

Practise & Apply

Practise & Apply

Feedback: Who did what well?

FindRead Talk

EchoRead

ChoralRead

ReadingStrategy

Answers & Text Marks

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discover new worlds.

Reveal

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Copyright Notice

This document has been supplied under a CLA Licence with specific terms of use. It is protected by copyright and, save as may be permitted by law, it may not be further copied, stored, re-copied electronically or otherwise shared, even for internal purposes, without the prior further permission of the Rightsholder. Extracts sourced from: Between Worlds: Folktales of Britain & Ireland by Kevin Crossley-Holland © 2018 Schools must purchase the original text for full content.