Open High School Narrative

Ben walked over to the girl and touched her shoulder. “Hi, im Ben. What’s your name?” The girl turned around and looked Ben in the eyes.

“We brought you here because Anna is studying you in class, and needs to ask you some questions .” Paisley said with a smile. “

This learning activity has the students looking more deeply into their chosen book using a more critical mind rather than just enjoying the book for its basic story line. It has them taking note of what is happening at each stage of the book and why these events are taking place, then taking this information they have gathered and developing a written report to convey their thoughts and ideas in the book along with developing the skills necessary to produce a piece of writing that is easy to read and understand for the reader. This activity also has a lot of hidden features to the task, such as using the correct grammar, development of sentence structure and use of creative thinking to make the piece interesting to the reader.

Instruct the students to talk to their group about what they think the character/setting/events should be like.

Beside her, was Melanie. Melanie was one of those girls who was happiest when she was depressed. She was the wildest of us all. Her weekends were spent in dark cars with strange boys and she drowned every evening in the bottle of vodka hidden under her bed. I was envious of her each night while I sat, dried out, in my room. She sat through each class with one headphone in her ear, listening to music that would feed her angst. That day at our table, she juggled our conversation with one she was having over text messaging with some boy unknown to any of us.

This artifact falls under NAEYC Standard 5c because I used my knowledge of language arts to create a lesson that will give children a meaningful challenge. This lesson plan uses their critical thinking skills and their basic understanding of how stories work.

“I’m not Kay, I’m Chloe.” I try to sound indifferent as I open the door and sit back on the couch, which squeaks against my legs. I play it off with a grin. “Eva’s due home any minute, so feel free to wait up.” It wouldn’t hurt if I get to stare at this guy for a little while longer, before Eva sinks her purple claws into him again.

Sara Winters was having an unusually good first day of school so far. She had gotten a decent schedule, locker, and she even met a few people. She was really looking forward to going to get coffee after school. This school didn 't seem to be too bad. It would be an improvement over the last school. Better yet, Lexie had promised this would be her last new school until she graduated.

In the crowded hallways of Angola High school I waited for her, Kylie, by my locker until I heard the ding of the bell and slowly shut my locker door in disappointment. This wasn’t the first time she would do something like this, and it certainly wasn’t the last. I remember distinctly one day when she invited me over to hang out at her house.

Grumpy and already five precious minutes late for his afternoon snack, Keyshawn glanced quickly at the words in the column to the left and started to write simple sentences using those words: “I piled up all the dishes in the dish rack. I mopped up all the water and I dried the floor.” “Imagine that you’re a housekeeper”, the spelling homework instructions had read. It was hard to tell who was more fed up with the assignment, the hungry Keyshawn, or I, his frustrated tutor.

" No, I'm sorry the last I heard of Diane was at school she said she was taking Stephanie to the woods to see the birds."

“Kaitlyn Lock”, she pointed at the desk in the back corner of the class. I grabbed my bag and walked over to my desk and sat down. I pulled out a book and started reading because I honestly didn’t care who sat by me. Other than Logan, if he sat by me it would be a dream come

     Tony finished getting ready, and then we left for the high school. The parking lot was filled with all the other seniors’ cars. Tony and I walked into the library ten minutes late like usual, and the principal had already started giving instructions. I found my place in line and then was all ears. I couldn’t help but look around at all the others. Smiles were plastered on their faces as if they had heard a hilarious joke. Once the principal concluded his speech, the whole senior class paraded down the hallway to the commons in two uniform lines stopping just outside the gymnasium doors. We could hear the band warming up and playing songs. All the people that were standing around me were bubbling

Yuri fought to hold down a blush. “Well yeah, but he ended up transferring schools and I don’t know if I’m ready to face him again,” he confessed.

"Uh, Ray 's in literature, I think? And Lindsey 's in chemistry..." Frank said, trailing off.