Monday 19 November 2012

3.8 page updated

Hello 3.8,

Your page has been updated with the BBC punctuation game we played in class. We have only played the first of the games so far, but please do feel free to check out the others (this goes for other classes, too--how good is YOUR punctuation?).

New contact details

Hello all,

Please use ngreen639@highlandschools.org.uk to contact me by email rather than the gmail.com address.

Thank you,
Mr Green

S3 Homelessness Links

Hi 3.3,
Place your links for your homelessness projects here in the comments. Simply copy the web address in the white address bar (highlight and press ctrl+c) then paste it into the comments. You might want to mark it with your Group letter, for example:

Group A: http://www.guardian.co.uk/news/datablog/2011/jun/09/homelessness-england-data

Tuesday 13 November 2012

Higher Macbeth Work



Line #s
Character
Line(s)
Reference
Line(s)
22-3
Gentlewoman
She has a light by her continually, ‘tis her command
1.5, 50-5
And pall thee in the dunnest smoke of hell,/ That my keen knife see not the wound it makes,/ Nor heaven peep through the blanket of the dark/ To cry, ‘Hold, hold.’
35
LM
One, two…
2.1, 31-2, 62
M: Go bid they mistress…/ She strike upon the bell
M: Hear it not, Duncan, for it is a knell/ That summons thee to heaven or hell
36
LM
Hell is murky
1.4, 50-55

Macbeth: Stars hide your fires/ Let not light see my black and deep desires…
37
LM
A soldier, and afeard?
1.7, 39-41, 49

38-9
LM
power to account
1.7, 77-9

39-40
LM
old man to have had so much blood in him?
2.2, 52-3, 61

43
LM
No more o’ that my lord, no more o’ that: you mar all with this starting
3.4, 63
O these flaws and starts/ Impostors to true fear…
49-50
LM
Here’s the smell of blood still; all the perfumes of Arabia will not sweeten this little hand.
2.2, 49-50, 70
Go get some water/ And wash this filthy witness from your hand.
A little water clears us of this deed.
60-63
LM
Wash your hands, put on your night-gown, look not so pale. I tell you yet again Banquo’s buried; he cannot come out on’s grave.
x3 refs
(2.2
3.4
3.4)

64-67
LM
To bed, to bed; there’s knocking at the gate. Come, come, come, come, give me your hand. What’s done cannot be undone. To bed, to bed, to bed.
x3 refs
(2.2
2.2
3.2)


Wednesday 7 November 2012

S3 Homelessness


Homelessness Project

You are currently working on a big project which involves two major outcomes: a written piece and a spoken piece.

The ultimate form of this project is up to you and your partners/trios.

For Monday, make sure you have caught up to the end of Activity 3 on your sheets.

S4 Homework

S4,
Your homework is to redraft (and in some cases, draft!) the essay we wrote in class on Owen's 'The Last Laugh'. Due TUESDAY 13th November. You have 'Tree of Knowledge' on Monday, so will not be in English.

No excuses!

The poem and essay plan are below:


The Last Laugh

'Oh! Jesus Christ! I'm hit,' he said; and died.
Whether he vainly cursed or prayed indeed,
The Bullets chirped-In vain, vain, vain!
Machine-guns chuckled,-Tut-tut! Tut-tut!
And the Big Gun guffawed.

Another sighed,-'O Mother, -Mother, - Dad!'
Then smiled at nothing, childlike, being dead.
And the lofty Shrapnel-cloud
Leisurely gestured,-Fool!
And the splinters spat, and tittered.

'My Love!' one moaned. Love-languid seemed his mood,
Till slowly lowered, his whole faced kissed the mud.
And the Bayonets' long teeth grinned;
Rabbles of Shells hooted and groaned;
And the Gas hissed.