Ready Steady Read Together
Viking Boy: Fiction Lesson 1
What do you think you know?
What?
Who?
Why?
Where?
How?
When?
Book Talk: Let's explore this illustration.
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What do you know and think?
“He'll suffer before we're done,” says the third, and they cackle again. They join bony hands and dance wildly round the pool, chanting as they skip, their hair like nests of snakes...
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From: Viking Boy by Tony Bradman © 2012. Licensed under CLA. Do not copy or share.
Today's Question(s)
A) What impression do you have of the Three Sisters?
B) What do the Three Sisters think about the boy they can see?
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Let me read today's text
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Three voices speak in the deep darkness by the giant roots of the great tree of worlds, its colossal bulk rising high into the sky above.
“Spin and weave…” says the first, the oldest, voice of that which has been.
“A line of silver thread…” says the second, voice of that which is now.
“One little snip… and then you're dead,” says the third, voice of all that which is yet to come.
The Three Sisters cackle, and their vast web trembles. It stands around them, endlessly tangled and knotted and pulsing with life.
Sudden light in the darkness, a small glowing pool like a shimmering mirror.
Three faces leaning over it, reflecting the gleam, eagerly searching the ripples for what they might see. Soon an image appears on the surface.
“Who's that?” says the oldest, peering.
From: Viking Boy by Tony Bradman © 2012. Licensed under CLA. Do not copy or share.
“Is it the boy, our chosen one?” “He'll suffer before we're done,” says the third, and they cackle again. They join bony hands and dance wildly round the pool, chanting as they skip, their hair like nests of snakes, their ragged black cloaks whirling…
The pool darkens. The silver thread shivers. Somewhere far above, a wind sighs through branches older than time. Roots creak. Sap bleeds like stars. The Sisters lean closer, whispering names that scrape the dark. Each breath tightens the weave. Each heartbeat knots the web. Fate pulls. Fate resists. Fate waits.
The image steadies. A boy’s shadow flickers between light and night. His steel blades glints and his courage stirs. Then the Three Sisters smile thin smiles. Threads hum. Scissors sleep. Not yet, they murmur. Not yet. The loom remembers every promise ever sworn here.
“Men's fates we weave from birth to death
We number each and every breath
We are the Norns who always win now let this Viking tale begin…”
From: Viking Boy by Tony Bradman © 2012. Licensed under CLA. Do not copy or share.
Vocabulary
Explore
Hover for definitions!
colossal bulk
chanting
pulsing with life
fate
steadies
murmur
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From: Viking Boy by Tony Bradman © 2012. 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
colossal bulk
Explore
Find Read Talk
Three voices speak in the deep darkness by the giant roots of the great tree of worlds, its colossal bulk rising high into the sky above.
Reveal Vocabulary
From: Viking Boy by Tony Bradman © 2012. Licensed under CLA. Do not copy or share.
colossal bulk
Your turn
pulsing with life
Find the word or phrase Read the sentence Talk about it to a partner
chanting
fate
steadies
murmur
Use your text
Explore
Vocabulary Check & Re-read
Explore
Reveal Vocabulary
Three voices speak in the deep darkness by the giant roots of the great tree of worlds, its colossal bulk rising high into the sky above.
“Spin and weave…” says the first, the oldest, voice of that which has been.
“A line of silver thread…” says the second, voice of that which is now.
“One little snip… and then you're dead,” says the third, voice of all that which is yet to come.
The Three Sisters cackle, and their vast web trembles. It stands around them, endlessly tangled and knotted and pulsing with life.
Sudden light in the darkness, a small glowing pool like a shimmering mirror.
Three faces leaning over it, reflecting the gleam, eagerly searching the ripples for what they might see. Soon an image appears on the surface.
“Who's that?” says the oldest, peering.
Explore
From: Viking Boy by Tony Bradman © 2012. Licensed under CLA. Do not copy or share.
Reveal Vocabulary
“Is it the boy, our chosen one?” “He'll suffer before we're done,” says the third, and they cackle again. They join bony hands and dance wildly round the pool, chanting as they skip, their hair like nests of snakes, their ragged black cloaks whirling…
The pool darkens. The silver thread shivers. Somewhere far above, a wind sighs through branches older than time. Roots creak. Sap bleeds like stars. The Sisters lean closer, whispering names that scrape the dark. Each breath tightens the weave. Each heartbeat knots the web. Fate pulls. Fate resists. Fate waits.
The image steadies. A boy’s shadow flickers between light and night. His steel blades glints and his courage stirs. Then the Three Sisters smile thin smiles. Threads hum. Scissors sleep. Not yet, they murmur. Not yet. The loom remembers every promise ever sworn here.
“Men's fates we weave from birth to death
We number each and every breath
We are the Norns who always win now let this Viking tale begin…”
Explore
From: Viking Boy by Tony Bradman © 2012. Licensed under CLA. Do not copy or share.
Fluency
Explore
Let me use my reader's voice...
Not yet, they murmur. Not yet. The loom remembers every promise ever sworn here. “Men's fates we weave from birth to death We number each and every breath We are the Norns who always win now let this Viking tale begin…”
What did you notice?
Explore
From: Viking Boy by Tony Bradman © 2012. Licensed under CLA. Do not copy or share.
My Turn
Your Turn
Echo Read
Not yet, they murmur. Not yet.
The loom remembers every promise ever sworn here.
“Men's fates we weave from birth to death”
“We number each and every breath”
“We are the Norns who always win now let this Viking tale begin…”
Explore
From: Viking Boy by Tony Bradman © 2012. Licensed under CLA. Do not copy or share.
Sound like a reader!
Stand up!
Choral Read
Not yet, they murmur. Not yet. The loom remembers every promise ever sworn here. “Men's fates we weave from birth to death We number each and every breath We are the Norns who always win now let this Viking tale begin…”
Explore
From: Viking Boy by Tony Bradman © 2012. Licensed under CLA. Do not copy or share.
Strategy Focus
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Strategy: Read Between the Lines
A) What impression do you have of the Three Sisters?
Be a detective and look for clues!
Teach
Let me show you
Reveal Text Marks
“He'll suffer before we're done,” says the third, and they cackle again. They join bony hands and dance wildly round the pool, chanting as they skip, their hair like nests of snakes, their ragged black cloaks whirling…
Reveal Explainer
A) What impression do you have of the Three Sisters?
This tells us the Three Sisters are scary because they look dark, strange, and unnatural. Their snake-like hair and bony hands make them seem dangerous, and their black cloaks add to the creepy atmosphere.
Teach
From: Viking Boy by Tony Bradman © 2012. 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) What impression do you have of the Three Sisters?
B) What do the Three Sisters think about the boy they can see?
Find the answers
Text mark
Explore
Acceptable Answers
Text Mark Evidence - their hair like nests of snakes - ragged black cloaks whirling - cackle - bony hands - whispering names that scrape the dark
scary looking
A) What impression do you have of the Three Sisters?
Text Mark Evidence - one little snip… and then you’re dead - he’ll suffer before we’re done - the Three Sisters cackle
cruel
Text Mark Evidence we are the Norns who always win
confident
Click on the evidence to reveal acceptable answers
Text Mark Evidence voice of that which has been… that which is now… that which is yet to come; men’s fates we weave from birth to death
powerful and decide what happens to people
Practise & Apply
Acceptable Answers
Text Mark Evidence - is it the boy, our chosen one? - eagerly searching the ripples for what they might see
important, not ordinary
B) What do the Three Sisters think about the boy they can see?
Text Mark Evidence - he’ll suffer before we’re done - join bony hands and dance wildly round the pool
they are happy and expect him to suffer
Text Mark Evidence - not yet, they murmur… not yet - scissors sleep
want him to live some of his life
Click on the evidence to reveal acceptable answers
Text Mark Evidence - steel glints - blood sings - courage stirs
powerful or dangerous
Practise & Apply
Quiz Time
Start
Picture Me
Which image is the best match for ‘chanting’?
Tick Me
What do the Three Sisters think about the boy they see?
Tick one:
A) He is handsome and brave.
B) They get to decide his fate.
Check
C) He will live a full life.
Click if correct
D) He will remain a boy forever.
Which One's Right?
The image steadies. A boy’s shadow flickers between light and night.
Which word is closest in meaning to ‘steadies’?
A becomes faster
B becomes stable or stops moving
D disappears
C breaks apart
Link Me
Link each word with its correct definition:
A a quiet, soft sound
1 colossal
B with keen interest or excitement
2 trembles
C extremely large
Check
3 eagerly
Click if correct
D shakes with small, rapid movements
4 murmur
Feedback: Who did what well?
FindRead Talk
EchoRead
ChoralRead
ReadingStrategy
Answers & Text Marks
Other...
To be a book lover, you could...
say what's next.
Reveal
Predict what might happen next in the story.
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: Viking Boy by Tony Bradman © 2012 Schools must purchase the original text for full content.
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Ready Steady Read Together
Viking Boy: Fiction Lesson 1
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?
“He'll suffer before we're done,” says the third, and they cackle again. They join bony hands and dance wildly round the pool, chanting as they skip, their hair like nests of snakes...
How might this extract link to the illustration?
Explore
From: Viking Boy by Tony Bradman © 2012. Licensed under CLA. Do not copy or share.
Today's Question(s)
A) What impression do you have of the Three Sisters?
B) What do the Three Sisters think about the boy they can see?
Explore
Let me read today's text
Explore
Three voices speak in the deep darkness by the giant roots of the great tree of worlds, its colossal bulk rising high into the sky above. “Spin and weave…” says the first, the oldest, voice of that which has been. “A line of silver thread…” says the second, voice of that which is now. “One little snip… and then you're dead,” says the third, voice of all that which is yet to come. The Three Sisters cackle, and their vast web trembles. It stands around them, endlessly tangled and knotted and pulsing with life. Sudden light in the darkness, a small glowing pool like a shimmering mirror. Three faces leaning over it, reflecting the gleam, eagerly searching the ripples for what they might see. Soon an image appears on the surface. “Who's that?” says the oldest, peering.
From: Viking Boy by Tony Bradman © 2012. Licensed under CLA. Do not copy or share.
“Is it the boy, our chosen one?” “He'll suffer before we're done,” says the third, and they cackle again. They join bony hands and dance wildly round the pool, chanting as they skip, their hair like nests of snakes, their ragged black cloaks whirling… The pool darkens. The silver thread shivers. Somewhere far above, a wind sighs through branches older than time. Roots creak. Sap bleeds like stars. The Sisters lean closer, whispering names that scrape the dark. Each breath tightens the weave. Each heartbeat knots the web. Fate pulls. Fate resists. Fate waits. The image steadies. A boy’s shadow flickers between light and night. His steel blades glints and his courage stirs. Then the Three Sisters smile thin smiles. Threads hum. Scissors sleep. Not yet, they murmur. Not yet. The loom remembers every promise ever sworn here. “Men's fates we weave from birth to death We number each and every breath We are the Norns who always win now let this Viking tale begin…”
From: Viking Boy by Tony Bradman © 2012. Licensed under CLA. Do not copy or share.
Vocabulary
Explore
Hover for definitions!
colossal bulk
chanting
pulsing with life
fate
steadies
murmur
Explore
From: Viking Boy by Tony Bradman © 2012. 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
colossal bulk
Explore
Find Read Talk
Three voices speak in the deep darkness by the giant roots of the great tree of worlds, its colossal bulk rising high into the sky above.
Reveal Vocabulary
From: Viking Boy by Tony Bradman © 2012. Licensed under CLA. Do not copy or share.
colossal bulk
Your turn
pulsing with life
Find the word or phrase Read the sentence Talk about it to a partner
chanting
fate
steadies
murmur
Use your text
Explore
Vocabulary Check & Re-read
Explore
Reveal Vocabulary
Three voices speak in the deep darkness by the giant roots of the great tree of worlds, its colossal bulk rising high into the sky above. “Spin and weave…” says the first, the oldest, voice of that which has been. “A line of silver thread…” says the second, voice of that which is now. “One little snip… and then you're dead,” says the third, voice of all that which is yet to come. The Three Sisters cackle, and their vast web trembles. It stands around them, endlessly tangled and knotted and pulsing with life. Sudden light in the darkness, a small glowing pool like a shimmering mirror. Three faces leaning over it, reflecting the gleam, eagerly searching the ripples for what they might see. Soon an image appears on the surface. “Who's that?” says the oldest, peering.
Explore
From: Viking Boy by Tony Bradman © 2012. Licensed under CLA. Do not copy or share.
Reveal Vocabulary
“Is it the boy, our chosen one?” “He'll suffer before we're done,” says the third, and they cackle again. They join bony hands and dance wildly round the pool, chanting as they skip, their hair like nests of snakes, their ragged black cloaks whirling… The pool darkens. The silver thread shivers. Somewhere far above, a wind sighs through branches older than time. Roots creak. Sap bleeds like stars. The Sisters lean closer, whispering names that scrape the dark. Each breath tightens the weave. Each heartbeat knots the web. Fate pulls. Fate resists. Fate waits. The image steadies. A boy’s shadow flickers between light and night. His steel blades glints and his courage stirs. Then the Three Sisters smile thin smiles. Threads hum. Scissors sleep. Not yet, they murmur. Not yet. The loom remembers every promise ever sworn here. “Men's fates we weave from birth to death We number each and every breath We are the Norns who always win now let this Viking tale begin…”
Explore
From: Viking Boy by Tony Bradman © 2012. Licensed under CLA. Do not copy or share.
Fluency
Explore
Let me use my reader's voice...
Not yet, they murmur. Not yet. The loom remembers every promise ever sworn here. “Men's fates we weave from birth to death We number each and every breath We are the Norns who always win now let this Viking tale begin…”
What did you notice?
Explore
From: Viking Boy by Tony Bradman © 2012. Licensed under CLA. Do not copy or share.
My Turn
Your Turn
Echo Read
Not yet, they murmur. Not yet.
The loom remembers every promise ever sworn here.
“Men's fates we weave from birth to death”
“We number each and every breath”
“We are the Norns who always win now let this Viking tale begin…”
Explore
From: Viking Boy by Tony Bradman © 2012. Licensed under CLA. Do not copy or share.
Sound like a reader!
Stand up!
Choral Read
Not yet, they murmur. Not yet. The loom remembers every promise ever sworn here. “Men's fates we weave from birth to death We number each and every breath We are the Norns who always win now let this Viking tale begin…”
Explore
From: Viking Boy by Tony Bradman © 2012. Licensed under CLA. Do not copy or share.
Strategy Focus
Explore
Strategy: Read Between the Lines
A) What impression do you have of the Three Sisters?
Be a detective and look for clues!
Teach
Let me show you
Reveal Text Marks
“He'll suffer before we're done,” says the third, and they cackle again. They join bony hands and dance wildly round the pool, chanting as they skip, their hair like nests of snakes, their ragged black cloaks whirling…
Reveal Explainer
A) What impression do you have of the Three Sisters?
This tells us the Three Sisters are scary because they look dark, strange, and unnatural. Their snake-like hair and bony hands make them seem dangerous, and their black cloaks add to the creepy atmosphere.
Teach
From: Viking Boy by Tony Bradman © 2012. 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) What impression do you have of the Three Sisters?
B) What do the Three Sisters think about the boy they can see?
Find the answers
Text mark
Explore
Acceptable Answers
Text Mark Evidence - their hair like nests of snakes - ragged black cloaks whirling - cackle - bony hands - whispering names that scrape the dark
scary looking
A) What impression do you have of the Three Sisters?
Text Mark Evidence - one little snip… and then you’re dead - he’ll suffer before we’re done - the Three Sisters cackle
cruel
Text Mark Evidence we are the Norns who always win
confident
Click on the evidence to reveal acceptable answers
Text Mark Evidence voice of that which has been… that which is now… that which is yet to come; men’s fates we weave from birth to death
powerful and decide what happens to people
Practise & Apply
Acceptable Answers
Text Mark Evidence - is it the boy, our chosen one? - eagerly searching the ripples for what they might see
important, not ordinary
B) What do the Three Sisters think about the boy they can see?
Text Mark Evidence - he’ll suffer before we’re done - join bony hands and dance wildly round the pool
they are happy and expect him to suffer
Text Mark Evidence - not yet, they murmur… not yet - scissors sleep
want him to live some of his life
Click on the evidence to reveal acceptable answers
Text Mark Evidence - steel glints - blood sings - courage stirs
powerful or dangerous
Practise & Apply
Quiz Time
Start
Picture Me
Which image is the best match for ‘chanting’?
Tick Me
What do the Three Sisters think about the boy they see?
Tick one:
A) He is handsome and brave.
B) They get to decide his fate.
Check
C) He will live a full life.
Click if correct
D) He will remain a boy forever.
Which One's Right?
The image steadies. A boy’s shadow flickers between light and night.
Which word is closest in meaning to ‘steadies’?
A becomes faster
B becomes stable or stops moving
D disappears
C breaks apart
Link Me
Link each word with its correct definition:
A a quiet, soft sound
1 colossal
B with keen interest or excitement
2 trembles
C extremely large
Check
3 eagerly
Click if correct
D shakes with small, rapid movements
4 murmur
Feedback: Who did what well?
FindRead Talk
EchoRead
ChoralRead
ReadingStrategy
Answers & Text Marks
Other...
To be a book lover, you could...
say what's next.
Reveal
Predict what might happen next in the story.
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: Viking Boy by Tony Bradman © 2012 Schools must purchase the original text for full content.