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Y6D The Ways of the Wolf WO3 Analyse L4

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Analyse Lesson 4

Sentence Accuracy

Sentence Accuracy

Let me say the sentences before I click.

Modal Verbs

should

_________

have waited until the storm was over.

He knew they

could

________

He knew they

have waited until the storm was over.

would

________

have waited until the storm was over.

He knew they

Re-read

Build

Drag the modal verbs to alter how likely the event is to happen.

could

________

should

_________

would

________

have waited until the storm was over.

He knew they

___________________________________________________________________________

My turn to write the sentence.

Listen to my writer's voice.
Let me hide it!Now your turn.

Your turn to write a sentence.

Write?
Dictate?
Adapt?

Use your Sentence Checker

Sentence time over! Click to move on.

Let me say the sentence before I click.

Colon for Independent Clauses

His thoughts were spinning uncontrollably

he was terrified about what he had to do

Re-read

Build

Drag the independent clauses to either side of the colon and discuss the effect.

he was terrified about what he had to do

his thoughts were spinning uncontrollably

___________________________________________________________________________

___________________________________________________________________________

My turn to write the sentence.

Listen to my writer's voice.
Let me hide it!Now your turn.

Your turn to write a sentence.

Write?
Dictate?
Adapt?

Use your Sentence Checker

Sentence time over! Click to move on.

Let's take a quick look at how the Example Text is presented and the features it has

The Example Text has...

Title

Paragraph

Third Person

Adjectives

Personification

Text structure

Features

Hunted in the Tundra

Through the icy mists of the bitterly desolate tundra, two hunched figures made their way across the snowpack. They were surrounded by a frozen sea of white. Narrowing their eyes, they squinted against the blinding brightness around them. This was usual weather in the Arctic environment where they lived, but today, eleven-year-old Amaruq felt peculiar as he trudged along with his elderly grandfather, Katjuk. Today was a special day: young Amaruq was to hunt and kill his first polar bear. As they trekked through the windstorm, he felt his stomach twist with worry. Amaruq knew this was their ancient tradition – harvesting the meat of seals, caribou and polar bears had been the way of Inuit tribes for millennia. He just could not imagine harming an animal that he had always been taught to respect, yet he knew his grandfather was counting on him. Troubled thoughts stirred over his conscience with the whipping wind.

Third Person

Adjectives

Personification

Title

Paragraph

Click on Click off

Can I find and discuss Writer’s Knowledge 1-4 in the Example Text?

Writer's Knowledge

Informal Speech

Colons

Expanded Noun Phrases

Synonyms and Antonyms

Let's work in:

Stations
Pairs
Groups

Memorize the positions

Synonyms and Antonyms

Let me show you

Sort the words into either synonyms or antonyms for the word 'dangerous'

Antonyms
Synonyms
secure
unsafe
treacherous
harmless
hazardous
protected
safe
perilous
Check

Synonyms and Antonyms

Let's find and discuss

Through the icy mists of the bitterly desolate tundra, two hunched figures made their way across the snowpack. They were surrounded by a frozen sea of white. Narrowing their eyes, they squinted against the blinding brightness around them. This was usual weather in the Arctic environment where they lived, but today, eleven-year-old Amaruq felt peculiar as he trudged along with his elderly grandfather, Katjuk. Today was a special day: young Amaruq was to hunt and kill his first polar bear. As they trekked through the windstorm, he felt his stomach twist with worry. Amaruq knew this was their ancient tradition – harvesting the meat of seals, caribou and polar bears had been the way of Inuit tribes for millennia.

Replace?

Remove?

Feel

Imagine

Reveal

Your Turn: Which paragraphs will you look at?

Synonyms and Antonyms

Imagine Feel Replace? Remove?

Reveal

Writer's Knowledge

Informal Speech

Colons

Expanded Noun Phrases

Synonyms and Antonyms

Expanded Noun Phrases

Let me show you

Let's create expanded noun phrases. Add the adjectives and the prepositional phrase to the noun.

Noun
Adjectives
Prepositional phrase

mountain

vast, rocky

high into the clouds

the

Reveal

Expanded Noun Phrases

Let's find and discuss

Suddenly, Katjuk grasped his grandson’s arm. “Look, child,” Katjuk said in a forceful whisper. “It is the nanuq, see?” The boy knew exactly what his grandfather meant before he even saw for himself: he knew that nanuq meant ‘master of bears’. There, in the far-off distance, stood the most glorious creature he had ever laid eyes on: a magnificent bear with a shocking, ice-white coat of dense fur. Katjuk handed Amaruq his rifle, which he took, shaking. “It is your destiny to be a hunter, Amaruq. That is why your mother named you after the wolf, you know.” The boy looked back to the pitch-black gaze of the monstrous bear.

Replace?

Feel

Remove?

Imagine

Reveal

Your Turn: Which paragraphs will you look at?

Expanded Noun Phrases

Imagine Feel Replace? Remove?

Reveal

Writer's Knowledge

Informal Speech

Colons

Expanded Noun Phrases

Synonyms and Antonyms

Let me show you

Informal Speech

Short, single-clause sentences

Colloquial (everyday) words

Contractions

Friendly tone

Direct and personal

Questions and exclamations

Reveal

Informal Speech

Let's find and discuss

“Well, maybe it doesn’t have to be,” the boy argued, his eyes now as fierce as his grandfather’s. “If we truly share a spiritual connection with these bears – if we really respect them, then we should let him go, shouldn’t we?” Katjuk blinked, then began to falter. Ever so carefully, he allowed the rifle to fall to his side. Together, they watched the bear disappear into the white.

Reveal

Replace?

Feel

Imagine

Remove?

Your Turn: Which paragraphs will you look at?

Informal Speech

Imagine Feel Replace? Remove?

Reveal

Writer's Knowledge

Informal Speech

Colons

Expanded Noun Phrases

Synonyms and Antonyms

Colons

Let me show you

Add colons to join two independent clauses.

This was part of their tribe's tradition this is what they had always done.

They made their way up the steep cliff the climb was always tough.

He only had one chance to prove himself it was now or never.

Reveal

Colons

Let's find and discuss

Today was a special day: young Amaruq was to hunt and kill his first polar bear. As they trekked through the windstorm, he felt his stomach twist with worry. Amaruq knew this was their ancient tradition – harvesting the meat of seals, caribou and polar bears had been the way of Inuit tribes for millennia. He just could not imagine harming an animal that he had always been taught to respect, yet he knew his grandfather was counting on him. Troubled thoughts stirred over his conscience with the whipping wind.

Replace?

Feel

Remove?

Imagine

Reveal

Your Turn: Which paragraphs will you look at?

Colons

Imagine Feel Replace? Remove?

Reveal

Question Quiz Time

Secret Selector
Team Competition
How will we answer our questions today?
Vote
ThumbsUp
ThinkPair Share
Bob Up

Which One's Right?

Which is an antonym for 'forceful'?

B powerful

A intense

C gentle

D energetic

Picture Me

Which image best shows the phrase 'the pitch-black gaze' of the polar bear?

True or False?

Questions and exclamations are common features of informal speech.

False
True

Colons

Which One's Right?

A They had walked many miles the: forest was dense and getting darker.

B They had walked many miles the forest: was dense and getting darker.

C They had walked many miles: the forest was dense and getting darker.

D They had walked: many miles the forest was dense and getting darker.

Can I find and discuss Writer’s Knowledge 1-4 in the Example Text?

CEW

Handwriting

Writing Effects

Spelling

Ideas

Other...

Feedback: Who did what well?

Suddenly, Katjuk grasped his grandson’s arm. “Look, child,” Katjuk said in a forceful whisper. “It is the nanuq, see?” The boy knew exactly what his grandfather meant before he even saw for himself: he knew that nanuq meant ‘master of bears’. There, in the far-off distance, stood the most glorious creature he had ever laid eyes on: a magnificent bear with a shocking, ice-white coat of dense fur. Katjuk handed Amaruq his rifle, which he took, shaking. “It is your destiny to be a hunter, Amaruq. That is why your mother named you after the wolf, you know.” The boy looked back to the pitch-black gaze of the monstrous bear. He lifted the heavy weapon, aimed as he had been taught to, but froze as he stared at his target. Maybe, just maybe, it wasn’t the bear that was the monster here. Trembling with cold and fear, he put the rifle down. “I’m sorry, Papa. I can’t do it,” he muttered, his voice quivering. Katjuk grunted in frustration, and focusing on the distant white shape, he lifted the gun from the ground. He took aim.

“Wait, Papa, please!” Amaruq begged, looking up desperately at his stone-faced grandfather. Narrow-eyed and intense, Katjuk glanced down from the rifle, held straight as an arrow. “Why?” he seethed, angry with Amaruq but trying to remain quiet. He didn’t want to lose a kill that would feed his whole tribe for weeks. “This is what we do. This is what we have always done.” “Well, maybe it doesn’t have to be,” the boy argued, his eyes now as fierce as his grandfather’s. “If we truly share a spiritual connection with these bears – if we really respect them, then we should let him go, shouldn’t we?” Katjuk blinked, then began to falter. Ever so carefully, he allowed the rifle to fall to his side. Together, they watched the bear disappear into the white.

“Wait, Papa, please!” Amaruq begged, looking up desperately at his stone-faced grandfather. Narrow-eyed and intense, Katjuk glanced down from the rifle, held straight as an arrow. “Why?” he seethed, angry with Amaruq but trying to remain quiet. He didn’t want to lose a kill that would feed his whole tribe for weeks. “This is what we do. This is what we have always done.” “Well, maybe it doesn’t have to be,” the boy argued, his eyes now as fierce as his grandfather’s. “If we truly share a spiritual connection with these bears – if we really respect them, then we should let him go, shouldn’t we?” Katjuk blinked, then began to falter. Ever so carefully, he allowed the rifle to fall to his side. Together, they watched the bear disappear into the white.

Suddenly, Katjuk grasped his grandson’s arm. “Look, child,” Katjuk said in a forceful whisper. “It is the nanuq, see?” The boy knew exactly what his grandfather meant before he even saw for himself: he knew that nanuq meant ‘master of bears’. There, in the far-off distance, stood the most glorious creature he had ever laid eyes on: a magnificent bear with a shocking, ice-white coat of dense fur. Katjuk handed Amaruq his rifle, which he took, shaking. “It is your destiny to be a hunter, Amaruq. That is why your mother named you after the wolf, you know.” The boy looked back to the pitch-black gaze of the monstrous bear. He lifted the heavy weapon, aimed as he had been taught to, but froze as he stared at his target. Maybe, just maybe, it wasn’t the bear that was the monster here. Trembling with cold and fear, he put the rifle down. “I’m sorry, Papa. I can’t do it,” he muttered, his voice quivering. Katjuk grunted in frustration, and focusing on the distant white shape, he lifted the gun from the ground. He took aim.

treacherous
hazardous
safe
harmless
protected
perilous
secure
unsafe

Through the icy mists of the bitterly desolate tundra, two hunched figures made their way across the snowpack. They were surrounded by a frozen sea of white. Narrowing their eyes, they squinted against the blinding brightness around them. This was usual weather in the Arctic environment where they lived, but today, eleven-year-old Amaruq felt peculiar as he trudged along with his elderly grandfather, Katjuk. Today was a special day: young Amaruq was to hunt and kill his first polar bear. As they trekked through the windstorm, he felt his stomach twist with worry. Amaruq knew this was their ancient tradition – harvesting the meat of seals, caribou and polar bears had been the way of Inuit tribes for millennia. He just could not imagine harming an animal that he had always been taught to respect, yet he knew his grandfather was counting on him. Troubled thoughts stirred over his conscience with the whipping wind.

Through the icy mists of the bitterly desolate tundra, two hunched figures made their way across the snowpack. They were surrounded by a frozen sea of white. Narrowing their eyes, they squinted against the blinding brightness around them. This was usual weather in the Arctic environment where they lived, but today, eleven-year-old Amaruq felt peculiar as he trudged along with his elderly grandfather, Katjuk. Today was a special day: young Amaruq was to hunt and kill his first polar bear. As they trekked through the windstorm, he felt his stomach twist with worry. Amaruq knew this was their ancient tradition – harvesting the meat of seals, caribou and polar bears had been the way of Inuit tribes for millennia. He just could not imagine harming an animal that he had always been taught to respect, yet he knew his grandfather was counting on him. Troubled thoughts stirred over his conscience with the whipping wind.

vast, rocky

mountain

high into the clouds

the

“Wait, Papa, please!” Amaruq begged, looking up desperately at his stone-faced grandfather. Narrow-eyed and intense, Katjuk glanced down from the rifle, held straight as an arrow. “Why?” he seethed, angry with Amaruq but trying to remain quiet. He didn’t want to lose a kill that would feed his whole tribe for weeks. “This is what we do. This is what we have always done.” “Well, maybe it doesn’t have to be,” the boy argued, his eyes now as fierce as his grandfather’s. “If we truly share a spiritual connection with these bears – if we really respect them, then we should let him go, shouldn’t we?” Katjuk blinked, then began to falter. Ever so carefully, he allowed the rifle to fall to his side. Together, they watched the bear disappear into the white.

Suddenly, Katjuk grasped his grandson’s arm. “Look, child,” Katjuk said in a forceful whisper. “It is the nanuq, see?” The boy knew exactly what his grandfather meant before he even saw for himself: he knew that nanuq meant ‘master of bears’. There, in the far-off distance, stood the most glorious creature he had ever laid eyes on: a magnificent bear with a shocking, ice-white coat of dense fur. Katjuk handed Amaruq his rifle, which he took, shaking. “It is your destiny to be a hunter, Amaruq. That is why your mother named you after the wolf, you know.” The boy looked back to the pitch-black gaze of the monstrous bear. He lifted the heavy weapon, aimed as he had been taught to, but froze as he stared at his target. Maybe, just maybe, it wasn’t the bear that was the monster here. Trembling with cold and fear, he put the rifle down. “I’m sorry, Papa. I can’t do it,” he muttered, his voice quivering. Katjuk grunted in frustration, and focusing on the distant white shape, he lifted the gun from the ground. He took aim.