Literature Lesson Plan: by Nada Salem Abisamra
Literature Lesson Plan: by Nada Salem Abisamra
Literature Lesson Plan: by Nada Salem Abisamra
LITERATURE
LESSON PLAN
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COVER SHEET
Student Teacher
Regular Teacher
Coordinating Teacher
: Mrs. NH
School
: Notre-Dame
Class
: 15 - 16
Size of Class
: 35 students
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LESSON PLAN
Literature
Student Teachers Name : Nada Salem Abisamra
Date of Presentation
: Tuesday , May 5th , 1998
Estimated Time of Lesson
Teaching Point
Pre-assessment Activity
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Procedures
- Pre-Reading Stage :
*Vocabulary Work
*Guiding Questions
* Role play ( If possible )
* Brainstorming , Realia
* Poems & Songs
* Making Prediction
- Factual Reading Stage :
* Reading Assignment to figure out the
Narrative Elements
* Oral Reading
* Silent Reading
- Analytical Reading Stage
* Group Discussion
* Journal Writing
* Figuring out Conflict
* Pinpointing Climax
* Articulating the Theme
* Free Writing ( Thoughts & Feelings )
- Follow-up
* Dramatization : perform a script
* Written Responses : Reflecting in journals
Practicing grammar
Summarizing
Paraphrasing
Writing Essays
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Homework Assignment :
- Give your Opinion in writing on the
central question of the story : Did the
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Comment/Self-Evaluation
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SHORT STORY
I - PRE-READING STAGE :
SKIMMING
Hitch (l.6)Mourner(l.27)
To Strew (l.41)
To Throng (l.84)
To Gnash (l.150)
Definitions :
1- A member of a choir _ which is a company of persons trained to sing together .
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Refined (l.9)
Imperious (l.58)
Fervid (l.96)
Presumed (l.166)
Assert (l.10)
Sprang (l.25)
Relentless (l.73) Deeds (l.77)
Latch (l.106)
Grievous (l.149)
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5- Incorruptible (l.13)
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8- Homeward (l.29)
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9- He merited so dire a fate (l.30): ---------------------------------------------------------------10- The bells rang their merry peals (l.40) : -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------11- This element lent an interest to the occasion (l.53): -----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------12- As blooming as his most rosy fancies (l.57) : ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------13- Apple of his eyes (l.58) : ---------------------------------------------------------------------14- Her soul at a white heat (l.143) : -----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
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B- Third Person
An outside force without any clear identity tells the story [described elsewhere as like the
eye of God]
1- Omniscient: narrator moves freely about in time and space and into characters
thoughts and feelings . He knows everything about them , interprets and
comments on their behavior, and even comments on the significance or meaning
of the story.
2- Limited omniscient: Like omniscient, the story is told in third person, but the
author tells it from the viewpoint of only one character. The author looks at events
through the eyes, mind and emotions of that one character. The writer moves
inside and outside the character and knows what that character sees, hears, feels,
and thinks. However, nothing is revealed about the other characters except for
what his chosen character knows or infers. This point of view is closer to the
conditions of real life and may serve to unify the story since all details are seen
through the eyes and experience of one person.
3- Objective : narrator refrains from any editorial commentary . He can go
anywhere, but can only record what is seen and heard . He tells what happens
without stating more than can be inferred from the story's action and dialogue.
He never discloses anything about what the characters think or feel, remaining a
detached observer.
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1.) OUTGOING
2.) ORGANIZED
3.) HONEST
4.) UNDERSTANDING
5.) TALKATIVE
6.) AGGRESSIVE
7.) SENSITIVE
8.) CONVENTIONAL
9.) BOLD
10.) CHARMING
11.) CAREFUL
12.) CONVINCING
13.) SOCIABLE
14.) RELAXED
15.) CAUTIOUS
16.) PERSISTENT
17.) COMPETITIVE
18.) PLEASANT
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FORCEFUL
IMPULSIVE
CALM / QUIET
DETERMINED
DEMANDING
NEAT
PERSUASIVE
ALERT
CHARISMATIC
SLY
MANIPULATIVE
PERCEPTIVE
INTELLIGENT
SELF-CONTROLLED
COURAGEOUS
DEXTEROUS (Skillful in Handling things)
ENERGETIC
STRONG/WEAK-WILLED .
3- The Setting :
When and where a story takes place is called the setting.
- Time : When did this story take place ?
Identify any dates or time clues mentioned in the
story .
Try to determine how much time passes in the
story .
- Place : Where did this story take place ?
Identify evidence which pertains to the specific
places mentioned .
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--------------- tiger
2- This royal maiden was well satisfied with her lover, for he was handsome
and brave to a degree unsurpassed in all this kingdom; and she loved him
with an ardor that had enough of barbarism in it to make it exceedingly
warm and strong.
--------------- lady
--------------- tiger
3- It was one of the fairest and loveliest of the damsels of the court who had
been selected as the reward of the accused youth, .. and the princess
hated her .
--------------- lady
--------------- tiger
4- Often had she seen, or imagined that she had seen, this fair creature
throwing glances of admiration upon the person of her lover, and
sometimes she thought these glances were perceived and even
returned.
--------------- lady
--------------- tiger
5- When her lover turned and looked at her, and his eye met hers as she sat
there paler and whiter than anyone in the vast ocean of anxious faces.
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--------------- lady
--------------- tiger
6- He understood her nature, and his soul was assured that she would never
rest until she had made plain to herself this thing, hidden to all other
lookers-on..
--------------- lady
--------------- tiger
7- Without the slightest hesitation , he went to the door on the right and
opened it .
--------------- lady
--------------- tiger
8- But how much oftener had she seen him at the other door! How in her
grievous reveries had she gnashed her teeth, and torn her hair, when she
saw his start of rapturous delight as he opened the door of the lady!
--------------- lady
Exercise 2 : THE
--------------- tiger
PLOT
: It is the
3.Climax
: It is the set
Exercise 3 : EXPLORATION
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Exercise 4 : The
THEME
those topics .
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Exercise 5 : TALKING
it OVER
Exercise 6 : STORY
WRITING
1997 - 1998
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IN THE very olden time, there lived a semi-barbaric king, who was a man of exuberant
fancy, and of an authority so irresistible that, at his will, he turned his varied fancies into
facts. He was greatly given to self-communing; and, when he and himself agreed upon
any thing, the thing was done. When every member of his domestic and political systems
moved smoothly in its appointed course, his nature was bland and genial; but whenever
there was a little hitch, he was blander and more genial still, for nothing pleased him so
much as to make the crooked straight, and crush down uneven places.
Among his borrowed notions was that of the public arena, in which, by exhibitions of
manly and beastly valor, the minds of his subjects were refined and cultured.
But even here the exuberant and barbaric fancy asserted itself. The arena of the king , this
vast amphitheatre, with its encircling galleries, its mysterious vaults, and its unseen
passages, was an agent of poetic justice, in which crime was punished , or virtue
rewarded, by the decrees of an impartial and incorruptible chance.
When a subject was accused of a crime of sufficient importance to interest the king,
public notice was given that on an appointed day the fate of the accused person would be
decided in the king's arena .
When all the people had assembled in the galleries, and the king, surrounded by his court,
sat high up on his throne of royal state on one side of the arena, he gave a signal, a door
beneath him opened, and the accused subject stepped out into the amphitheatre. Directly
opposite him, on the other side of the enclosed space, were two doors, exactly alike and
side by side. It was the duty and the privilege of the person on trial, to walk directly to
these doors and open one of them. He could open either door he pleased: he was subject
to no guidance or influence but that of the aforementioned impartial and incorruptible
chance. If he opened the one, there came out of it a hungry tiger, the fiercest and most
cruel that could be procured, which immediately sprang upon him, and tore him to
pieces, as a punishment for his guilt. The moment that the case of the criminal was thus
decided, doleful iron bells were clanged, great wails went up from the hired mourners
posted on the outer rim of the arena, and the vast audience, with bowed heads and
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downcast hearts, wended slowly their homeward way, mourning greatly that one so
young and fair, or so old and respected, should have merited so dire a fate.
But, if the accused person opened the other door, there came forth from it a lady, the
most suitable to his years and station that His Majesty could select among his fair
subjects; and to this lady he was immediately married, as a reward of his innocence. It
mattered not that he might already possess a wife and family, or that his affections might
be engaged upon an object of his own selection: the king allowed no such arrangements
to interfere with his great scheme of retribution and reward. The exercises, as in the other
instance, took place immediately, and in the arena. Another door opened beneath the
king, and a priest, followed by a band of choristers, and dancing maidens blowing joyous
airs on golden horns , advanced to where the pair stood side by side, and the wedding
was promptly and cheerily solemnized. Then the gay brass bells rang forth their merry
peals, the people
shouted glad hurrahs, and the innocent man, preceded by children strewing flowers on his
path, led his bride to his home.
This was the king's semi-barbaric method of administering justice. Its perfect fairness is
obvious. The criminal could not know out of which door would come the lady: he opened
either he pleased, without having the slightest idea whether, in the next instant, he was to
be devoured or married. On some occasions the tiger came out of one door, and on some,
out of the other. The decisions of this tribunal were not only fair, they were positively
determinate: the accused person was instantly punished if he found himself guilty; and, if
innocent, he was rewarded on the spot, whether he liked it or not. There was no escape
from the judgments or the king's arena.
The institution was a very popular one. When the people gathered together on one of the
great trial days, they never knew whether they were to witness a bloody slaughter or a
hilarious wedding. This element of uncertainty lent an interest to the occasion which it
could not otherwise have attained. Thus, the masses were entertained and pleased, and
the thinking part of the community could bring no charge of unfairness against this plan;
for did not the accused person have the whole matter in his own hands?
This semi-barbaric king had a daughter as blooming as his most rosy fancies, and with a
soul as fervent and imperious as his own. As is usual in such cases, she was the apple of
his eye, and was loved by him above all humanity. Among his courtiers was a young man
of that fineness of blood and lowness of station common to the conventional heroes of
romance who love royal maidens. This royal maiden was well satisfied with her lover, for
he was handsome and brave to a degree unsurpassed in all this kingdom; and she loved
him with an ardor that had enough of barbarism in it to make it exceedingly warm and
strong. This love affair moved on happily for many months, until one day the king
happened to discover its existence. He did not hesitate nor waver in regard to his
duty. The youth was immediately cast into prison, and a day was appointed for his trial in
the king's arena. This, of course, was an especially important occasion; and His Majesty,
as well as all the people, was greatly interested in the workings and development of this
trial.
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Never before had such a case occurred; never before had a subject dared to love the
daughter of a king. In after-years such things became commonplace enough; but then
they were, in no slight degree, novel and startling.
The tiger-cages of the kingdom were searched for the most savage and relentless beasts,
from which the fiercest monster might be selected for the arena; and the ranks of maiden
youth and beauty throughout the land were carefully surveyed by competent judges, in
order that he young man might have a fitting bride in case fate did not determine for him
a different destiny. Of course, everybody knew that the deed with which the accused was
charged had been done. He had loved the princess, and neither he, she, nor any one else
thought of denying the fact; but the king would not think of allowing any fact of this kind
to interfere with the workings of the tribunal, in which he took such great delight and
satisfaction. No matter how the affair turned out, the youth would be disposed of;
and the king would take pleasure in watching the course of events, which would
determine whether or not the young man had done wrong in allowing himself to love the
princess.
The appointed day arrived. From far and near the people gathered, and thronged the great
galleries of the arena; and crowds, unable to gain admittance, massed themselves against
its outside walls. The king and his court were in their places, opposite the twin doors,-those fateful portals, so terrible in their similarity !
All was ready. The signal was given. A door beneath the royal party opened, and the
lover of the princess walked into the arena. Tall, beautiful, fair, his appearance was
greeted with a low hum of admiration and anxiety. Half the audience had not known so
grand a youth had lived among them. No wonder the princess loved him! What a terrible
thing for him to be there!
As the youth advanced into the arena, he turned, as the custom was, to bow to the king:
but he did not think at all of that royal personage; his eyes were fixed upon the princess,
who sat to the right of her father. Had it not been for the barbarism in her nature, it is
probable that lady would not have been there; but her intense and fervid soul would not
allow her to be absent on an occasion in which she was so terribly interested. From the
moment that the decree had gone forth, that her lover would decide his fate in the king's
arena, she had thought of nothing, night or day, but this great event and the various
subjects connected with it. Possessed of more power, influence, and force of character
than anyone who had ever before been interested in such a case, she had done what no
other person had done,--she had possessed herself of the secret of the doors. She knew in
which of the two rooms, that lay behind those doors, stood the cage of the tiger, with its
open front, and in which waited the lady. Through these thick doors, heavily curtained
with skins on the inside, it was impossible that any noise or suggestion should come from
within to the person who should approach to raise the latch of one of them; but gold, and
the power of a woman's will, had brought the secret to the princess.
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And not only did she know in which room stood the lady ready to emerge, all blushing
and radiant, should her door be opened, but she knew who the lady was. It was one of the
fairest and loveliest of the damsels of the court who had been selected as the reward of
the accused youth, should he be proved innocent of the crime of aspiring to one so far
above him; and the princess hated her. Often had she seen, or imagined that she had seen,
this fair creature throwing glances of admiration upon the person of her lover, and
sometimes she thought these glances were perceived and even returned.
Now and then she had seen them talking together; it was but for a moment or two, but
much can be said in a brief space; it may have been on most unimportant topics, but how
could she know that? The girl was lovely, but she had dared to raise her eyes to the loved
one of the princess; and, with all the intensity of the savage blood transmitted to her
through long lines of wholly barbaric ancestors, she hated the woman who blushed and
trembled behind that silent door.
When her lover turned and looked at her, and his eye met hers as she sat there paler and
whiter than anyone in the vast ocean of anxious faces about her, he saw, by that power of
quick perception which is given to those whose souls are one, that she knew behind
which door crouched the tiger, and behind which stood the lady. He had expected her to
know it. He understood her nature, and his soul was assured that she would never rest
until she had made plain to herself this thing, hidden to all other lookers-on, even to the
king. The only hope for the youth in which there was any element of certainty was based
upon the success of the princess in discovering this mystery; and the moment he looked
upon her, he saw she had succeeded, as in his soul he knew she would succeed.
Then it was that his quick and anxious glance asked the question: "Which?" It was as
plain to her as if he shouted it from where he stood. There was not an instant to be lost.
The question was asked in a flash; it must be answered in another.
Her right arm lay on the cushioned parapet before her. She raised her hand, and made a
slight, quick movement toward the right. No one but her lover saw her. Every eye but his
was fixed on the man in the arena.
He turned, and with a firm and rapid step he walked across the empty space. Every heart
stopped beating, every breath was held, every eye was fixed immovably upon that man.
Without the slightest hesitation, he went to the door on the right, and opened it.
Now, the point of the story is this: Did the tiger come out of that door,
or did the lady?
The more we reflect upon this question, the harder it is to answer. It involves a study of
the human heart which leads us through roundabout pathways of passion, out of which it
is difficult to find our way. Think of it, fair reader, not as if the decision of the question
depended upon yourself, but upon that hot-blooded, semi-barbaric princess, her soul at a
white heat beneath the combined fires of despair and jealousy. She had lost him, but who
should have him?
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How often, in her waking hours and in her dreams, had she started in wild horror, and
covered her face with her hands, as she thought of her lover opening the door on the other
side of which waited the cruel fangs of the tiger!
But how much oftener had she seen him at the other door! How in her grievous reveries
had she gnashed her teeth, and torn her hair, when she saw his start of rapturous delight
as he opened the door of the lady! How her soul had burned in agony when she had seen
him rush to meet that woman, with her flushing cheek and sparkling eye of triumph;
when she had seen him lead her forth, his whole frame kindled with the joy of recovered
life; when she had heard the glad shouts from the multitude, and the wild ringing of the
happy bells; when she had seen the priest, with his joyous followers, advance to the
couple, and make them man and wife before her very eyes; and when she had seen them
walk away together upon their path of flowers, followed by the tremendous shouts of the
hilarious multitude, in which her one despairing shriek was lost and drowned!
Would it not be better for him to die at once, and go to wait for her in the blessed regions
of semi-barbaric futurity?
And yet, that awful tiger, those shrieks, that blood!
Her decision had been indicated in an instant, but it had been made after days and nights
of
anguished deliberation. She had known she would be asked, she had decided what she
would answer, and, without the slightest hesitation, she had moved her hand to the right.
The question of her decision is one not to be lightly considered, and it is not for me to
presume to set myself up as the one person able to answer it. And so I leave it with all of
you: Which came out of the opened door,--the lady, or the tiger?
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Frank Stockton
1834-1902
FRANCIS RICHARD STOCKTON, dean of American humorists of
the Brownstone Age, was descended from an old family that settled
in America in the middle seventeenth century, and one of his
ancestors was a signer of the Declaration of Independence.
In New York he was an editor on The Century Magazine and for
eight years edited St. Nicholas. But most of his writing life was
passed quietly in Nutley, New Jersey, where he dictated from a
hammock.
Stockton was lame and never in good health, but always equable of
temper. A very witty man, with a fund of good stories, he was
excellent company and had many friends. He wrote several
children's books, but the novels that made him famous were Rudder
Grange, about a servant girl on a houseboat, and The Casting
Away of Mrs. Lecks and Mrs. Aleshine, about two widows
shipwrecked on an island in the Pacific. Like so many funny men,
Stockton wrote slowly and painfully, often laboring as long as an
hour for the right word. His humor stemmed from personal
individuality and did not depend on dialect or colloquialism. A
story of his, "The Lady or the Tiger?" caused a sensation when it
came out in 1882, and was later made into a musical comedy. But
"The Griffin and the Minor Canon" is much more typical of his best
work.
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