English: Third Year TASK TOPIC LEARNING INTENTION Write a character sketch of any character from To Kill a Mockingbird

Personal Literacy + Cultural Literacy (Fiction - To Kill a Mockingbird, Harper Lee) Students will be able to complete a character sketch of a character from the novel.

TASK DESCRIPTION

Write a poem or diary entry, from the point of view of one of the characters from the novel - To Kill a Mockingbird. An initial brainstorm yielded a list of words that might capture the character or personality of Boo Radley, the reclusive character from the story. A word-bank was compiled and students had access to this whilst doing their assignments. The assignment was completed in the subsequent class.

CRITERIA SUCCESS

FOR

Students will be able to: imagine and present the character clearly describe the chosen character in an imaginative way demonstrate the use of appropriate adjectives pay attention to detail through reference to the senses use correct spelling . MEDIUM SUCCESS

WORK SAMPLES

HIGH SUCCESS Lucy Mark

Feedback for Lucy A. B. C. Well done on the attempt at the poem. This is a nice approach written through the eyes of Jem Finch. You have questioned and opened up the feelings of the character quite well. The layout and spellings are good

Commentary for teachers (Lucys work)

Feelings of the character are expressed and written consistently through the eyes of the child Captures the essence of Boo Radleys character and the way Jem relates to him quite well The student has met the criteria for success Spelling has improved and is accurate for the most part

Feedback for Mark A. B. C.

Well done on an interesting and different approach. You paint a clear picture of Boo by bringing us back to his life as a child. Look again at this sentence: Unless I spotted children What exactly did you want to say here? Is it as clear as it could be? Is there another way of putting it? Watch the spellings I have marked for you, and check with me if you are not sure about them.

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Commentary for teachers (Marks work)

A very good approach, capturing the personality of Boo Radley in an imaginative way by bringing us back to his imagined childhood This relates well to our understanding of the characters of Jem and Scout, who are children and who are frightened of the strange adult, Boo Very good use of sensual detail at times Writing is accurate for the most part

Transcript of Lucys work

Boo Radley, who is he? Boo Radley, what is he? Is he hideus? scared or simply wrongly perceived? Trapped behind closed door over all those years Are you ugly? Or is it child - hood fears? Those were questions that longed in my mind, til that night I came to find. That you are kind, caring and warm hearted, who'd have thought I'd be outsmarted ? I've caused you great pain over the years, me, my sister and our mischevious games. The urban legends, myths and tales must have you worn out, sick and frail. It goes to show you never judge someone you've not met, seen or heard, as Atticus once said ' Never Kill a Mocking bird'

Transcript of Marks work

A Short Story on Boo Radley Hi! My name's Boo Radley. My life isn't that great anymore! I never go out. When I was younger, I used to walk miles to get to that peaceful field, far away from everyone. There was a willow tree, which I used to sit under its huge branches and playful leaves. I sat there to keep out of the sun, or to keep out of the rain. I used to climb its huge branches, and sit near the top and look far out at the hills. I would sometimes sit there all day, admiring the wonderful view. I would sometimes lie down in the soft green grass and look up at the clouds. I would then playfully run through the fields, even though I was alone. I would climb the highest hills in Mississippi to watch the sun set. I would sometimes look up at the stars, and wonder what is out there. I found the stars and the moon so amazing, but sometimes I would be frightened at the thought that there are many more things out there, that no one knows about. As I got older, I started to realise the cruel hearted humanity of this world. I soon realised that you have to grow up, and forget about dreams. 'This is reality' my friends would say, 'don't live in a dream'. I became saddened by this, and never really left my house unless I spotted children from my window, that hold all the dreams I used to. I never speak to them, just leave them gifts. And hopefully their dreams won't fade away.