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Friday 16 March 2012

Year 11 Writing Marksheme

Hi all,

Have a look at this link that has the details of the OCR mark scheme for writing. Let me know your thoughts...it's a bit of an experiment (and this is the first one of these that I've put together):

http://www.xtranormal.com/watch/13186780/the-writing-mark-scheme

Miss R :-)

Year 10 - Creative Writing

Hi all,

Please remember that your creative writing story is due in on Friday. Remember the requirement for a significant amount of speech.

Miss R :-)

Year 11 - writing task 1

Hi all,

Please remember to bring your essays to the lesson on Monday. Without them you will not be able to complete the next activity.

Miss R :-)

Thursday 8 March 2012

Year 10 - Creative Writing

Hi all,

Please use this post to ask any questions related to your Creative Writing Controlled Assessment.

Miss R :-)

Wednesday 7 March 2012

Wilfred Owen Poetry

Hi all,

Please use this post to add any links to sites that will help others with their study of Wilfred Owen.

Miss R :-)

Saturday 25 February 2012

Controlled Assessment - Romeo and Juliet

Hi all,

This is where you can post any queries or discussion points related to the controlled assessment on Monday.

Here are the quotations that we identified as useful:

Act 1, Scene 1

LADY MONTAGUE
O, where is Romeo? saw you him to-day?
 Right glad I am he was not at this fray.

BENVOLIO
Where, underneath the grove of sycamore...
So early walking did I see your son.

ROMEO
What fray was here?
Yet tell me not, for I have heard it all.
Why, then, O brawling love! O loving hate!
O any thing, of nothing first create!

Ay me! sad hours seem long
Tut, I have lost myself; I am not here;
This is not Romeo, he's some other where.
In sadness, cousin, I do love a woman

She hath forsworn to love, and in that vow
Do I live dead that live to tell it now.
O, teach me how I should forget to think.
TYBALT
What, art thou drawn among these heartless hinds?
Turn thee,
Benvolio, look upon thy death.
What, drawn, and talk of peace! I hate the word,
As I hate hell, all Montagues, and thee:
 Have at thee, coward!
Act 1, Scene 5

TYBALT
What dares the slave
'Tis he, that villain Romeo.
I will withdraw: but this intrusion shall
Now seeming sweet convert to bitter gall.
Now, by the stock and honour of my kin,
To strike him dead, I hold it not a sin.
this is a Montague, our foe,
I'll not endure him.

Lord Capulet

You'll make a mutiny among my guests!

You must contrary me! marry, 'tis time.

Content thee, gentle coz, let him alone;

I would not for the wealth of all the town
 Here in my house do him disparagement:

He shall be endured

And, to say truth, Verona brags of him
To be a virtuous and well-govern'd youth:

Act 3 Scene 1

Mercutio
couple it with
something; make it a word and a blow.
here's my fiddlestick; here's that shall
make you dance.
O calm, dishonourable, vile submission!
Tybalt, you rat-catcher, will you walk?
Will you pluck your sword out of his pitcher
by the ears? make haste, lest mine be about your ears ere it be out.
But I'll be hanged, sir, if he wear your livery:
TYBALT
Gentlemen, good den: a word with one of you.
ou shall find me apt enough to that, sir, an you
will give me occasion.
What wouldst thou have with me?
Well, peace be with you, sir: here comes my man.
Romeo, the hate I bear thee can afford
No better term than this,--thou art a villain.
Boy, this shall not excuse the injuries
 That thou hast done me; therefore turn and draw.
ROMEO
Tybalt, the reason that I have to love thee
 Doth much excuse the appertaining rage
To such a greeting:
I never injured thee,
But love thee better than thou canst devise,
  This gentleman, the prince's near ally,
My very friend, hath got his mortal hurt
In my behalf; my reputation stain'd
With Tybalt's slander.
This day's black fate on more days doth depend;
 This but begins the woe, others must end.
Away to heaven, respective lenity,
And fire-eyed fury be my conduct now!
Either thou, or I, or both, must go with him.
O, I am fortune's fool!

Act 5, Scene 3

ROMEO
Come hither, man. I see that thou art poor:
Hold, there is forty ducats: let me have
A dram of poison, such soon-speeding gear
As will disperse itself through all the veins
That the life-weary taker may fall dead
Come, cordial and not poison, go with me
To Juliet's grave; for there I must use thee
For here lies Juliet, and her beauty makes
This vault a feasting presence full of light.
Death, lie thou there, by a dead man interr'd.
Laying PARIS in the tomb
Eyes, look your last!
Arms, take your last embrace! and, lips, O you
The doors of breath seal with a righteous kiss
O true apothecary!
Thy drugs are quick. Thus with a kiss I die.





Monday 20 February 2012

Recap from today's lesson - Romeo

Courtly loverOpposite character to Tybalt in Act 1 Scene 1
Feminine character
Absent from the fighting
Speaks in immature rhyming couplets
Is "in love" with a Capulet

Discussion question: Does Romeo lack honour or pride in this scene or does he lack both? Explain and discuss.