Y6F Varmints Analyse L6

Analyse Lesson 6

Can I find and discuss Writer’s Knowledge 5-8 in the Example Text?

Sentence Accuracy

Sentence Accuracy

Quick Build: single-clause sentence

Verb

shone

Who/What

the light

Sentence

The light shone.

Add Detail: expanded noun phrases

The bright, golden light of the sun

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shone.

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Build

shone.

The bright, golden light of the sun

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Check

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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/Extend?

Combine?

Fix?

Use your Sentence Checker

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Quick Build: single-clause sentence

Verb

was

Subject

the lull

Sentence

The lull was lost.

Add Detail: expanded noun phrase

The soft, gentle lull of the wilderness

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was lost.

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The soft, gentle lull of the wilderness

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was lost.

Check

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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/Extend?

Combine?

Fix?

Use your Sentence Checker

Sentence time over! Click to move on.

Can I find and discuss Writer’s Knowledge 5-8 in the Example Text?

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

The Example Text has...

Title

Paragraph

Past tense

Effective adjectives

Onomatopoeic words

Text structure

Features

When the Meadows Changed

Long ago, the meadows were wild. Patchwork fields shimmered in the hazy, golden warmth of the sun. Swishing swathes of tall grass danced to patterns in the breeze; delicate dandelion seeds tumbled downwards, gently nestling home. The contented patter of burrowing animals could be heard below the ground, while a chorus of insects buzzed their symphony above it. A trail of singing birds glided through the sky, like white yacht sails traversing an ocean. All the meadow animals lived in tranquillity. Long ago, the meadows were at peace.

Past tense

Title

Paragraph

Effective adjectives

Onomatopoeic words

Click on Click off

Writer's Knowledge

Effective verbs

Personification

Colons for more information

Similes

Let's work in:

Stations

Pairs

Groups

Colons for more information

Let me show you

Add a colon to expand on or explain the first clause.

Sunlight spilled across the grass everything shimmered in golden stillness.

Ash coated the broken paths the wilderness had been erased.

He stared at the burned ground something precious had been stolen.

Reveal

Colons for more information

Let's find and discuss

As if a blanket had been thrown over the sky, a darkness as thick as night spread out further. It choked the air. The flourishing colours of wildlife withered into papery shells of ash. For every day that passed, The Others hoisted more and more looming towers, now gouging out the blue of the sky to replace it with endless inky black. The equipment’s pounding roar was joined by ceaseless marching: The Others stomped the inescapable maze of the concrete jungle they created. Finally, the darkness swallowed up the last of everything in its path; the screaming cogs and thumping metal reached a mighty crescendo…

Replace?

Remove?

Feel

Imagine

Reveal

Your Turn: Which paragraphs will you look at?

Colons for more information

Imagine Feel Replace? Remove?

Reveal

Writer's Knowledge

Effective verbs

Personification

Colons for more information

Similes

Effective verbs

Reveal

Let me show you

Drag the verbs that show what is happening into the matching setting.

City

Meadow

swishing

choked

creaking

gouging

nestling

nurtured

Effective verbs

Let's find and discuss

Long ago, the meadows were wild. Patchwork fields shimmered in the hazy, golden warmth of the sun. Swishing swathes of tall grass danced to patterns in the breeze; delicate dandelion seeds tumbled downwards, gently nestling home. The contented patter of burrowing animals could be heard below the ground, while a chorus of insects buzzed their symphony above it. A trail of singing birds glided through the sky, like white yacht sails traversing an ocean. All the meadow animals lived in tranquillity. Long ago, the meadows were at peace.

Replace?

Remove?

Feel

Imagine

Reveal

Your Turn: Which paragraphs will you look at?

Effective verbs

Imagine Feel Replace? Remove?

Reveal

Writer's Knowledge

Effective verbs

Personification

Colons for more information

Similes

Personification

Let me show you

Match each phrase to its meaning.

tall grass danced

The colour of the sky is becoming darker.

equipment’s pounding roar

The grass swayed in the breeze.

the sky’s creeping blackness

The equipment made a loud noise.

Reveal

Personification

Let's find and discuss

As if a blanket had been thrown over the sky, a darkness as thick as night spread out further. It choked the air. The flourishing colours of wildlife withered into papery shells of ash. For every day that passed, The Others hoisted more and more looming towers, now gouging out the blue of the sky to replace it with endless inky black. The equipment’s pounding roar was joined by ceaseless marching: The Others stomped the inescapable maze of the concrete jungle they created. Finally, the darkness swallowed up the last of everything in its path; the screaming cogs and thumping metal reached a mighty crescendo…

Replace?

Remove?

Feel

Imagine

Reveal

Your Turn: Which paragraphs will you look at?

Personification

Imagine Feel Replace? Remove?

Reveal

Writer's Knowledge

Effective verbs

Personification

Colons for more information

Similes

Similes

Let me show you

Reveal

Match the simile to the image it is describing.

Birds glided, like white yacht sails.

A darkness as thick as night spread out further.

The sky seemed tinged with ink, like black paint swirling in water.

Similes

Let's find and discuss

Then, in the far distance, a rumble began to echo. A particular creature glanced towards the sound. The clear stretch of beautiful blue sky seemed to be tinged with a drop of ink, like black paint swirling in water. Foraging for food, an awkward silence occupied the creature’s mind. Thud. What was that? Underneath the sky’s creeping blackness, the screech of metallic, creaking cables began to heave towers upwards! THUD. The clang of heavy machinery began to thump out a stomping rhythm; the harmony of birdsong was drowned out and lost. The Others had arrived with their noise; the world soon forgot what tranquillity sounded like.

Reveal

Replace?

Remove?

Feel

Imagine

Your Turn: Which paragraphs will you look at?

Similes

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 one correctly shows a colon to continue the sentence?

A He learned so much he must: protect those meadows, and protect them fiercely.

B He learned so much he must protect: those meadows, and protect them fiercely.

C He learned: so much he must protect those meadows, and protect them fiercely.

D He learned so much: he must protect those meadows, and protect them fiercely.

Odd One Out

Which of these is not a verb to describe what is happening in the setting?

B tranquillity

A swishing

C gouging

D nestling

Picture Me

Which image best shows this example of personification? ‘the clang of heavy machinery began to thump out a stomping rhythm’

Tick Me

Which ones describe what similes can be for? Tick two.

A Similes can help the reader to imagine something.

B Similes do not give detail about the setting.

C Similes only describe what something looks like.

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D Similes compare something to something else.

Can I find and discuss Writer’s Knowledge 5-8 in the Example Text?

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Handwriting

Writing Effects

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Feedback: Who did what well?

As if a blanket had been thrown over the sky, a darkness as thick as night spread out further. It choked the air. The flourishing colours of wildlife withered into papery shells of ash. For every day that passed, The Others hoisted more and more looming towers, now gouging out the blue of the sky to replace it with endless inky black. The equipment’s pounding roar was joined by ceaseless marching: The Others stomped the inescapable maze of the concrete jungle they created. Finally, the darkness swallowed up the last of everything in its path; the screaming cogs and thumping metal reached a mighty crescendo…

As if a blanket had been thrown over the sky, a darkness as thick as night spread out further. It choked the air. The flourishing colours of wildlife withered into papery shells of ash. For every day that passed, The Others hoisted more and more looming towers, now gouging out the blue of the sky to replace it with endless inky black. The equipment’s pounding roar was joined by ceaseless marching: The Others stomped the inescapable maze of the concrete jungle they created. Finally, the darkness swallowed up the last of everything in its path; the screaming cogs and thumping metal reached a mighty crescendo…

A darkness as thick as night spread out further.

Birds glided, like white yacht sails.

The sky seemed tinged with ink, like black paint swirling in water.

The soft, gentle lull of the wilderness

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was lost.

If he came close to the edge of that memory, the creature could sometimes still catch a glimpse of it: he remembered the sprawling mess of that grey city. Except, from here, he no longer heard it. He was surrounded by the buzzing of bees once more, lifted by the scent of the wildflowers in the wind. In that memory, he learned so much: he must protect those meadows, and he must protect them fiercely. He must nurture them with a love that could not be extinguished by any amount of smoke or concrete.

From behind the tiny, lit window of a building, the creature hid inside a small room. He carefully nurtured a green sapling: the only reminder of the world that had once been. He carried the plant to the top of the tower and looked up. A golden light from high above beamed down low, straight into the creature’s blinking eyes. In that moment, everything stopped. It was time to leave this choking life, this broken cradle of destruction.

Long ago, the meadows were wild. Patchwork fields shimmered in the hazy, golden warmth of the sun. Swishing swathes of tall grass danced to patterns in the breeze; delicate dandelion seeds tumbled downwards, gently nestling home. The contented patter of burrowing animals could be heard below the ground, while a chorus of insects buzzed their symphony above it. A trail of singing birds glided through the sky, like white yacht sails traversing an ocean. All the meadow animals lived in tranquillity. Long ago, the meadows were at peace.

Long ago, the meadows were wild. Patchwork fields shimmered in the hazy, golden warmth of the sun. Swishing swathes of tall grass danced to patterns in the breeze; delicate dandelion seeds tumbled downwards, gently nestling home. The contented patter of burrowing animals could be heard below the ground, while a chorus of insects buzzed their symphony above it. A trail of singing birds glided through the sky, like white yacht sails traversing an ocean. All the meadow animals lived in tranquillity. Long ago, the meadows were at peace.

From behind the tiny, lit window of a building, the creature hid inside a small room. He carefully nurtured a green sapling: the only reminder of the world that had once been. He carried the plant to the top of the tower and looked up. A golden light from high above beamed down low, straight into the creature’s blinking eyes. In that moment, everything stopped. It was time to leave this choking life, this broken cradle of destruction.

Then, in the far distance, a rumble began to echo. A particular creature glanced towards the sound. The clear stretch of beautiful blue sky seemed to be tinged with a drop of ink, like black paint swirling in water. Foraging for food, an awkward silence occupied the creature’s mind. Thud. What was that? Underneath the sky’s creeping blackness, the screech of metallic, creaking cables began to heave towers upwards! THUD. The clang of heavy machinery began to thump out a stomping rhythm; the harmony of birdsong was drowned out and lost. The Others had arrived with their noise; the world soon forgot what tranquillity sounded like.

Long ago, the meadows were wild. Patchwork fields shimmered in the hazy, golden warmth of the sun. Swishing swathes of tall grass danced to patterns in the breeze; delicate dandelion seeds tumbled downwards, gently nestling home. The contented patter of burrowing animals could be heard below the ground, while a chorus of insects buzzed their symphony above it. A trail of singing birds glided through the sky, like white yacht sails traversing an ocean. All the meadow animals lived in tranquillity. Long ago, the meadows were at peace.

If he came close to the edge of that memory, the creature could sometimes still catch a glimpse of it: he remembered the sprawling mess of that grey city. Except, from here, he no longer heard it. He was surrounded by the buzzing of bees once more, lifted by the scent of the wildflowers in the wind. In that memory, he learned so much: he must protect those meadows, and he must protect them fiercely. He must nurture them with a love that could not be extinguished by any amount of smoke or concrete.

From behind the tiny, lit window of a building, the creature hid inside a small room. He carefully nurtured a green sapling: the only reminder of the world that had once been. He carried the plant to the top of the tower and looked up. A golden light from high above beamed down low, straight into the creature’s blinking eyes. In that moment, everything stopped. It was time to leave this choking life, this broken cradle of destruction.

Sunlight spilled across the grass: everything shimmered in golden stillness.

Ash coated the broken paths: the wilderness had been erased.

He stared at the burned ground: something precious had been stolen.

Then, in the far distance, a rumble began to echo. A particular creature glanced towards the sound. The clear stretch of beautiful blue sky seemed to be tinged with a drop of ink, like black paint swirling in water. Foraging for food, an awkward silence occupied the creature’s mind. Thud. What was that? Underneath the sky’s creeping blackness, the screech of metallic, creaking cables began to heave towers upwards! THUD. The clang of heavy machinery began to thump out a stomping rhythm; the harmony of birdsong was drowned out and lost. The Others had arrived with their noise; the world soon forgot what tranquillity sounded like.

swishing

creaking

nestling

gouging

choked

nurtured

From behind the tiny, lit window of a building, the creature hid inside a small room. He carefully nurtured a green sapling: the only reminder of the world that had once been. He carried the plant to the top of the tower and looked up. A golden light from high above beamed down low, straight into the creature’s blinking eyes. In that moment, everything stopped. It was time to leave this choking life, this broken cradle of destruction.

Then, in the far distance, a rumble began to echo. A particular creature glanced towards the sound. The clear stretch of beautiful blue sky seemed to be tinged with a drop of ink, like black paint swirling in water. Foraging for food, an awkward silence occupied the creature’s mind. Thud. What was that? Underneath the sky’s creeping blackness, the screech of metallic, creaking cables began to heave towers upwards! THUD. The clang of heavy machinery began to thump out a stomping rhythm; the harmony of birdsong was drowned out and lost. The Others had arrived with their noise; the world soon forgot what tranquillity sounded like.

If he came close to the edge of that memory, the creature could sometimes still catch a glimpse of it: he remembered the sprawling mess of that grey city. Except, from here, he no longer heard it. He was surrounded by the buzzing of bees once more, lifted by the scent of the wildflowers in the wind. In that memory, he learned so much: he must protect those meadows, and he must protect them fiercely. He must nurture them with a love that could not be extinguished by any amount of smoke or concrete.

If he came close to the edge of that memory, the creature could sometimes still catch a glimpse of it: he remembered the sprawling mess of that grey city. Except, from here, he no longer heard it. He was surrounded by the buzzing of bees once more, lifted by the scent of the wildflowers in the wind. In that memory, he learned so much: he must protect those meadows, and he must protect them fiercely. He must nurture them with a love that could not be extinguished by any amount of smoke or concrete.

The bright, golden light of the sun

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shone.