Ready Steady Read Together
October, October: Fiction Lesson 4
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?
Looking at her is like staring down a telescope that peers backwards through all the layers of time and memory in your head.
How might this extract link to the illustration?
Explore
From: October, October by Katya Balen © 2020. Licensed under CLA. Do not copy or share.
Today's Question(s)
A) How does the extract show the theme of memory and the past?
B) How does the extract show the theme of the power of emotions?
Explore
Let me read today's text
Explore
Letters
Birthday
Not a surprise exactly
Will she see me
I have to try
I hear them before I see them. I can only hear some of the words but I know one voice and I don’t know the other, except maybe I do but it’s like listening to something far away underwater. Dad is talking to someone and they’re coming this way and in that second I can’t remember how to run and there’s no den to hide in and I am stuck.
Then they come into sight through the curtain of trees and it’s Dad and he’s with a woman with dark curly hair that falls to her coat collar which is red and made of something soft and that wouldn’t keep out any mud or rain. She’s wearing black wellingtons but they’re shiny and clean. She’s carrying a box wrapped in sparkly paper that reminds me of the tops the girls in the village wear. I clench my hand around the secret ring in my pocket until the edges are bursting the seams of my skin. One of the fingers that holds the box is decorated with a ring that has a cloudy grey-white stone shaped in a circle and the name of what that stone is called whispers into my mind and I don’t know where it came from. Moonstone.
From: October, October by Katya Balen © 2020. Licensed under CLA. Do not copy or share.
Looking at her is like staring down a telescope that peers backwards through all the layers of time and memory in your head. That hair curling damp from the pond water and sharpening with ice.
That ring catching the sun and throwing shapes on the wall.
Me reaching for the ring and that voice telling me it was made of the moon.
That voice bubbling through my skin and into my brain and it zips and pings and matches with memories.
The woman with the dark curly hair and the red coat and the black shiny boots and the moonstone ring and the sparkly present is my mother.
She looks at me and she smiles a smile that explodes me and I am four and watching her getting into a silver car and everyone is crying and she’s telling me she’ll see me soon and everything will be OK, just different but OK. And then the cough of the silver car’s engine starting and the quiet rumble of tyres on the track and the feeling of my heart bursting.
I look at the woman who is my mother.
And my limbs unstick.
And I run.
My feet beat a path through leaves and mud and twists of undergrowth and I can hear my breath running ragged from my lungs and the shouts of Dad and then the beep of Stig’s little voice, but I keep going even though my air is running out.
From: October, October by Katya Balen © 2020. Licensed under CLA. Do not copy or share.
Vocabulary
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Hover for definitions!
the edges are bursting the seams of my skin
curtain of trees
moonstone
throwing shapes
my limbs unstick
running ragged
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From: October, October by Katya Balen © 2020. Licensed under CLA. Do not copy or share.
I will model the first.
Find the word or phrase Read the sentence Talk about it to a partner
curtain of trees
Explore
Find Read Talk
Dad is talking to someone and they’re coming this way and in that second I can’t remember how to run and there’s no den to hide in and I am stuck. Then they come into sight through the curtain of trees and it’s Dad and he’s with a woman with dark curly hair that falls to her coat collar which is red and made of something soft and that wouldn’t keep out any mud or rain.
Reveal Vocabulary
From: October, October by Katya Balen © 2020. Licensed under CLA. Do not copy or share.
curtain of trees
Your turn
the edges are bursting the seams of my skin
Find the word or phrase Read the sentence Talk about it to a partner
moonstone
throwing shapes
my limbs unstick
running ragged
Use your text
Explore
Vocabulary Check
Explore
Reveal Vocabulary
Teacher Note: Re-read if time allows.
Letters
Birthday
Not a surprise exactly
Will she see me
I have to try
I hear them before I see them. I can only hear some of the words but I know one voice and I don’t know the other, except maybe I do but it’s like listening to something far away underwater. Dad is talking to someone and they’re coming this way and in that second I can’t remember how to run and there’s no den to hide in and I am stuck.
Then they come into sight through the curtain of trees and it’s Dad and he’s with a woman with dark curly hair that falls to her coat collar which is red and made of something soft and that wouldn’t keep out any mud or rain. She’s wearing black wellingtons but they’re shiny and clean. She’s carrying a box wrapped in sparkly paper that reminds me of the tops the girls in the village wear. I clench my hand around the secret ring in my pocket until the edges are bursting the seams of my skin. One of the fingers that holds the box is decorated with a ring that has a cloudy grey-white stone shaped in a circle and the name of what that stone is called whispers into my mind and I don’t know where it came from. Moonstone.
From: October, October by Katya Balen © 2020. Licensed under CLA. Do not copy or share.
Reveal Vocabulary
Teacher Note: Re-read if time allows.
Looking at her is like staring down a telescope that peers backwards through all the layers of time and memory in your head. That hair curling damp from the pond water and sharpening with ice.
That ring catching the sun and throwing shapes on the wall.
Me reaching for the ring and that voice telling me it was made of the moon.
That voice bubbling through my skin and into my brain and it zips and pings and matches with memories.
The woman with the dark curly hair and the red coat and the black shiny boots and the moonstone ring and the sparkly present is my mother.
She looks at me and she smiles a smile that explodes me and I am four and watching her getting into a silver car and everyone is crying and she’s telling me she’ll see me soon and everything will be OK, just different but OK. And then the cough of the silver car’s engine starting and the quiet rumble of tyres on the track and the feeling of my heart bursting.
I look at the woman who is my mother.
And my limbs unstick.
And I run.
My feet beat a path through leaves and mud and twists of undergrowth and I can hear my breath running ragged from my lungs and the shouts of Dad and then the beep of Stig’s little voice, but I keep going even though my air is running out.
From: October, October by Katya Balen © 2020. Licensed under CLA. Do not copy or share.
Fluency
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Let me use my reader's voice...
That hair curling damp from the pond water and sharpening with ice. That ring catching the sun and throwing shapes on the wall. Me reaching for the ring and that voice telling me it was made of the moon. That voice bubbling through my skin and into my brain and it zips and pings and matches with memories.
What did you notice?
Explore
From: October, October by Katya Balen © 2020. Licensed under CLA. Do not copy or share.
My Turn
Your Turn
Echo Read
That hair curling damp from the pond water and sharpening with ice.
That ring catching the sun and throwing shapes on the wall.
Me reaching for the ring and that voice telling me it was made of the moon.
That voice bubbling through my skin and into my brain
and it zips and pings and matches with memories.
Explore
From: October, October by Katya Balen © 2020. Licensed under CLA. Do not copy or share.
Sound like a reader!
Stand up!
Choral Read
That hair curling damp from the pond water and sharpening with ice. That ring catching the sun and throwing shapes on the wall. Me reaching for the ring and that voice telling me it was made of the moon. That voice bubbling through my skin and into my brain and it zips and pings and matches with memories.
Explore
From: October, October by Katya Balen © 2020. Licensed under CLA. Do not copy or share.
Strategy Focus
Explore
Strategy: Main Point
A) How does the extract show the theme of memory and the past?
What's the main idea of the text?
Teach
Let me show you
Reveal Text Marks
I hear them before I see them. I can only hear some of the words but I know one voice and I don’t know the other, except maybe I do but it’s like listening to something far away underwater. Dad is talking to someone and they’re coming this way and in that second I can’t remember how to run and there’s no den to hide in and I am stuck.
A) How does the extract show the theme of memory and the past?
Reveal Explainer
The voice that October recognise is clearly her father’s voice. Initially, she doesn’t recognise the second voice but as she listens longer, it starts to sound vaguely familiar. The words ‘like listening to something far away underwater’ suggest that her memory is not entirely clear and is distant, blurred or faint.
Teach
From: October, October by Katya Balen © 2020. Licensed under CLA. Do not copy or share.
Strategy Stop
What else could you use to answer today's question(s)?
Teach
Your Turn
A) How does the extract show the theme of memory and the past?
B) How does the extract show the theme of the power of emotions?
Find the answers
Text mark
Explore
Text Mark Evidence - that voice telling me it (gemstone) was made of the moon - that voice bubbling through my skin and into my brain and it zips and pings and matches with memories
familiarity / recognition of her mother’s voice
Acceptable Answers
Text Mark Evidence - the name of what the stone is called whispers into my mind and I don’t know where it came from…moonstone - that ring catching the sun and throwing shapes on the wall
remembering her mother’s gemstone
A) How does the extract show the theme of memory and the past?
Text Mark Evidence - looking at her is like staring down a telescope that peers backwards through all the layers of time and memory in your head - that hair curling damp from the pond water and sharpening with ice
recognising her mother’s appearance
Click on the evidence to reveal acceptable answers
Text Mark Evidence I am four and watching her getting into a silver car and everyone is crying and she’s telling me she’ll see me soon and everything will be OK, just different but OK
recalling painful memories
Text Mark Evidence in that second I can’t remember how to run and there’s no den to hide in and I am stuck
fear and panic
Acceptable Answers
Text Mark Evidence I clench my hand around the secret ring in my pocket until the edges are bursting the seams of my skin
tension and anticipation
B) How does the extract show the theme of the power of emotions?
Text Mark Evidence that voice bubbling through my skin and into my brain and it zips and pings and matches with memories
intense emotions evoked by memories
Text Mark Evidence she (mother) smiles a smile that explodes me
feeling emotionally overwhelmed
Text Mark Evidence - everyone is crying and she’s telling me she’ll see me soon - the feeling of my heart bursting
sadness and longing
Click on the evidence to reveal acceptable answers
Text Mark Evidence - I run…my feet beat a path through leaves and mud - I can hear my breath running ragged from my lungs
physical reaction to emotions
Quiz Time
Start
Picture Me
Which image is the best match for ‘throwing shapes’?
True or False?
The sight of her mother carrying a sparkly birthday present filled October with joy.
True
False
Which One's Right?
My feet beat a path through leaves and mud and twists of undergrowth and I can hear my breath running ragged from my lungs and the shouts of Dad and then the beep of Stig’s little voice, but I keep going even though my air is running out.
The words ‘running ragged’ suggest that October is...
B untidy.
A careless.
C exhausted.
D excited.
Sequence Me
Put the events from the story in the correct order:
A) October runs through the leaves and twists of undergrowth.
B) October hears voices in the distance.
C) October sees that her mother is carrying a sparkly present.
D) October’s mother left in a rumbling silver car.
Click if correct
Check
Feedback: Who did what well?
FindRead Talk
EchoRead
ChoralRead
ReadingStrategy
Answers & Text Marks
Other...
To be a book lover, you could...
share a story.
Reveal
Read your favourite fiction book aloud to a friend or family member.
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Ready Steady Read Together
October, October: Fiction Lesson 4
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?
Looking at her is like staring down a telescope that peers backwards through all the layers of time and memory in your head.
How might this extract link to the illustration?
Explore
From: October, October by Katya Balen © 2020. Licensed under CLA. Do not copy or share.
Today's Question(s)
A) How does the extract show the theme of memory and the past?
B) How does the extract show the theme of the power of emotions?
Explore
Let me read today's text
Explore
Letters Birthday Not a surprise exactly Will she see me I have to try I hear them before I see them. I can only hear some of the words but I know one voice and I don’t know the other, except maybe I do but it’s like listening to something far away underwater. Dad is talking to someone and they’re coming this way and in that second I can’t remember how to run and there’s no den to hide in and I am stuck. Then they come into sight through the curtain of trees and it’s Dad and he’s with a woman with dark curly hair that falls to her coat collar which is red and made of something soft and that wouldn’t keep out any mud or rain. She’s wearing black wellingtons but they’re shiny and clean. She’s carrying a box wrapped in sparkly paper that reminds me of the tops the girls in the village wear. I clench my hand around the secret ring in my pocket until the edges are bursting the seams of my skin. One of the fingers that holds the box is decorated with a ring that has a cloudy grey-white stone shaped in a circle and the name of what that stone is called whispers into my mind and I don’t know where it came from. Moonstone.
From: October, October by Katya Balen © 2020. Licensed under CLA. Do not copy or share.
Looking at her is like staring down a telescope that peers backwards through all the layers of time and memory in your head. That hair curling damp from the pond water and sharpening with ice. That ring catching the sun and throwing shapes on the wall. Me reaching for the ring and that voice telling me it was made of the moon. That voice bubbling through my skin and into my brain and it zips and pings and matches with memories. The woman with the dark curly hair and the red coat and the black shiny boots and the moonstone ring and the sparkly present is my mother. She looks at me and she smiles a smile that explodes me and I am four and watching her getting into a silver car and everyone is crying and she’s telling me she’ll see me soon and everything will be OK, just different but OK. And then the cough of the silver car’s engine starting and the quiet rumble of tyres on the track and the feeling of my heart bursting. I look at the woman who is my mother. And my limbs unstick. And I run. My feet beat a path through leaves and mud and twists of undergrowth and I can hear my breath running ragged from my lungs and the shouts of Dad and then the beep of Stig’s little voice, but I keep going even though my air is running out.
From: October, October by Katya Balen © 2020. Licensed under CLA. Do not copy or share.
Vocabulary
Explore
Hover for definitions!
the edges are bursting the seams of my skin
curtain of trees
moonstone
throwing shapes
my limbs unstick
running ragged
Explore
From: October, October by Katya Balen © 2020. Licensed under CLA. Do not copy or share.
I will model the first.
Find the word or phrase Read the sentence Talk about it to a partner
curtain of trees
Explore
Find Read Talk
Dad is talking to someone and they’re coming this way and in that second I can’t remember how to run and there’s no den to hide in and I am stuck. Then they come into sight through the curtain of trees and it’s Dad and he’s with a woman with dark curly hair that falls to her coat collar which is red and made of something soft and that wouldn’t keep out any mud or rain.
Reveal Vocabulary
From: October, October by Katya Balen © 2020. Licensed under CLA. Do not copy or share.
curtain of trees
Your turn
the edges are bursting the seams of my skin
Find the word or phrase Read the sentence Talk about it to a partner
moonstone
throwing shapes
my limbs unstick
running ragged
Use your text
Explore
Vocabulary Check
Explore
Reveal Vocabulary
Teacher Note: Re-read if time allows.
Letters Birthday Not a surprise exactly Will she see me I have to try I hear them before I see them. I can only hear some of the words but I know one voice and I don’t know the other, except maybe I do but it’s like listening to something far away underwater. Dad is talking to someone and they’re coming this way and in that second I can’t remember how to run and there’s no den to hide in and I am stuck. Then they come into sight through the curtain of trees and it’s Dad and he’s with a woman with dark curly hair that falls to her coat collar which is red and made of something soft and that wouldn’t keep out any mud or rain. She’s wearing black wellingtons but they’re shiny and clean. She’s carrying a box wrapped in sparkly paper that reminds me of the tops the girls in the village wear. I clench my hand around the secret ring in my pocket until the edges are bursting the seams of my skin. One of the fingers that holds the box is decorated with a ring that has a cloudy grey-white stone shaped in a circle and the name of what that stone is called whispers into my mind and I don’t know where it came from. Moonstone.
From: October, October by Katya Balen © 2020. Licensed under CLA. Do not copy or share.
Reveal Vocabulary
Teacher Note: Re-read if time allows.
Looking at her is like staring down a telescope that peers backwards through all the layers of time and memory in your head. That hair curling damp from the pond water and sharpening with ice. That ring catching the sun and throwing shapes on the wall. Me reaching for the ring and that voice telling me it was made of the moon. That voice bubbling through my skin and into my brain and it zips and pings and matches with memories. The woman with the dark curly hair and the red coat and the black shiny boots and the moonstone ring and the sparkly present is my mother. She looks at me and she smiles a smile that explodes me and I am four and watching her getting into a silver car and everyone is crying and she’s telling me she’ll see me soon and everything will be OK, just different but OK. And then the cough of the silver car’s engine starting and the quiet rumble of tyres on the track and the feeling of my heart bursting. I look at the woman who is my mother. And my limbs unstick. And I run. My feet beat a path through leaves and mud and twists of undergrowth and I can hear my breath running ragged from my lungs and the shouts of Dad and then the beep of Stig’s little voice, but I keep going even though my air is running out.
From: October, October by Katya Balen © 2020. Licensed under CLA. Do not copy or share.
Fluency
Explore
Let me use my reader's voice...
That hair curling damp from the pond water and sharpening with ice. That ring catching the sun and throwing shapes on the wall. Me reaching for the ring and that voice telling me it was made of the moon. That voice bubbling through my skin and into my brain and it zips and pings and matches with memories.
What did you notice?
Explore
From: October, October by Katya Balen © 2020. Licensed under CLA. Do not copy or share.
My Turn
Your Turn
Echo Read
That hair curling damp from the pond water and sharpening with ice.
That ring catching the sun and throwing shapes on the wall.
Me reaching for the ring and that voice telling me it was made of the moon.
That voice bubbling through my skin and into my brain
and it zips and pings and matches with memories.
Explore
From: October, October by Katya Balen © 2020. Licensed under CLA. Do not copy or share.
Sound like a reader!
Stand up!
Choral Read
That hair curling damp from the pond water and sharpening with ice. That ring catching the sun and throwing shapes on the wall. Me reaching for the ring and that voice telling me it was made of the moon. That voice bubbling through my skin and into my brain and it zips and pings and matches with memories.
Explore
From: October, October by Katya Balen © 2020. Licensed under CLA. Do not copy or share.
Strategy Focus
Explore
Strategy: Main Point
A) How does the extract show the theme of memory and the past?
What's the main idea of the text?
Teach
Let me show you
Reveal Text Marks
I hear them before I see them. I can only hear some of the words but I know one voice and I don’t know the other, except maybe I do but it’s like listening to something far away underwater. Dad is talking to someone and they’re coming this way and in that second I can’t remember how to run and there’s no den to hide in and I am stuck.
A) How does the extract show the theme of memory and the past?
Reveal Explainer
The voice that October recognise is clearly her father’s voice. Initially, she doesn’t recognise the second voice but as she listens longer, it starts to sound vaguely familiar. The words ‘like listening to something far away underwater’ suggest that her memory is not entirely clear and is distant, blurred or faint.
Teach
From: October, October by Katya Balen © 2020. Licensed under CLA. Do not copy or share.
Strategy Stop
What else could you use to answer today's question(s)?
Teach
Your Turn
A) How does the extract show the theme of memory and the past?
B) How does the extract show the theme of the power of emotions?
Find the answers
Text mark
Explore
Text Mark Evidence - that voice telling me it (gemstone) was made of the moon - that voice bubbling through my skin and into my brain and it zips and pings and matches with memories
familiarity / recognition of her mother’s voice
Acceptable Answers
Text Mark Evidence - the name of what the stone is called whispers into my mind and I don’t know where it came from…moonstone - that ring catching the sun and throwing shapes on the wall
remembering her mother’s gemstone
A) How does the extract show the theme of memory and the past?
Text Mark Evidence - looking at her is like staring down a telescope that peers backwards through all the layers of time and memory in your head - that hair curling damp from the pond water and sharpening with ice
recognising her mother’s appearance
Click on the evidence to reveal acceptable answers
Text Mark Evidence I am four and watching her getting into a silver car and everyone is crying and she’s telling me she’ll see me soon and everything will be OK, just different but OK
recalling painful memories
Text Mark Evidence in that second I can’t remember how to run and there’s no den to hide in and I am stuck
fear and panic
Acceptable Answers
Text Mark Evidence I clench my hand around the secret ring in my pocket until the edges are bursting the seams of my skin
tension and anticipation
B) How does the extract show the theme of the power of emotions?
Text Mark Evidence that voice bubbling through my skin and into my brain and it zips and pings and matches with memories
intense emotions evoked by memories
Text Mark Evidence she (mother) smiles a smile that explodes me
feeling emotionally overwhelmed
Text Mark Evidence - everyone is crying and she’s telling me she’ll see me soon - the feeling of my heart bursting
sadness and longing
Click on the evidence to reveal acceptable answers
Text Mark Evidence - I run…my feet beat a path through leaves and mud - I can hear my breath running ragged from my lungs
physical reaction to emotions
Quiz Time
Start
Picture Me
Which image is the best match for ‘throwing shapes’?
True or False?
The sight of her mother carrying a sparkly birthday present filled October with joy.
True
False
Which One's Right?
My feet beat a path through leaves and mud and twists of undergrowth and I can hear my breath running ragged from my lungs and the shouts of Dad and then the beep of Stig’s little voice, but I keep going even though my air is running out.
The words ‘running ragged’ suggest that October is...
B untidy.
A careless.
C exhausted.
D excited.
Sequence Me
Put the events from the story in the correct order:
A) October runs through the leaves and twists of undergrowth.
B) October hears voices in the distance.
C) October sees that her mother is carrying a sparkly present.
D) October’s mother left in a rumbling silver car.
Click if correct
Check
Feedback: Who did what well?
FindRead Talk
EchoRead
ChoralRead
ReadingStrategy
Answers & Text Marks
Other...
To be a book lover, you could...
share a story.
Reveal
Read your favourite fiction book aloud to a friend or family member.
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: October, October by Katya Balen © 2020 Schools must purchase the original text for full content.