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ROALD DAHL
NORTON JUSTER
ROALD DAHL
FANTASTIC FRIENDS
FANTASTIC FRIENDS
The Incredible Hulk came to tea.
Robin was with him too,
Batman stayed at home that night
Because his bat had the flu.
Superman called to say hello.
And Spiderman spun us a joke.
Dynamite Sue was supposed to come
But she went up in smoke.
The Invisible Man might have called,
But as I wasn't sure,
I left an empty chair and bun
Beside the kitchen door.
They signed my autograph book.
But I dropped it in the fire.
Now whenever I tell my friends
They say I'm a terrible liar.
But incredible people do call round.
('Specially when I'm alone)
And if they don't, and I get bored,
I call them on the phone.
by: Brian Patten
- What is the title of the poem?
- Name at least 5 'Fantastic Friends'.
- Tell what happened to Batman.
- What did Spiderman do?
- Why was Dynamite Sue unable to come to tea?
- What is the situation in the poem? (What happened in the poem?)
- Who actually came to tea?
- What is the situation of the poem? (What happened in the poem?)
- How many stanzas are there in the poem?
- Does the poem rhyme?
- List at least 5 action verbs.
- If you could select one 'Fantastic Friend' to be, who would you be?
TELEVISION BY ROALD DAHL
TELEVISION BY ROALD DAHL
The most important thing we've learned,
So far as children are concerned,
Is never, NEVER, NEVER let
Them near your television set --
Or better still, just don't install
The idiotic thing at all.
In almost every house we've been,
We've watched them gaping at the screen.
They loll and slop and lounge about,
And stare until their eyes pop out.
(Last week in someone's place we saw
A dozen eyeballs on the floor.)
They sit and stare and stare and sit
Until they're hypnotised by it,
Until they're absolutely drunk
With all that shocking ghastly junk.
Oh yes, we know it keeps them still,
They don't climb out the window sill,
They never fight or kick or punch,
They leave you free to cook the lunch
And wash the dishes in the sink --
But did you ever stop to think,
To wonder just exactly what
This does to your beloved tot?
IT ROTS THE SENSE IN THE HEAD!
IT KILLS IMAGINATION DEAD!
IT CLOGS AND CLUTTERS UP THE MIND!
IT MAKES A CHILD SO DULL AND BLIND
HE CAN NO LONGER UNDERSTAND
A FANTASY, A FAIRYLAND!
HIS BRAIN BECOMES AS SOFT AS CHEESE!
HIS POWERS OF THINKING RUST AND FREEZE!
HE CANNOT THINK -- HE ONLY SEES!
'All right!' you'll cry. 'All right!' you'll say,
'But if we take the set away,
What shall we do to entertain
Our darling children? Please explain!'
We'll answer this by asking you,
'What used the darling ones to do?
'How used they keep themselves contented
Before this monster was invented?'
Have you forgotten? Don't you know?
We'll say it very loud and slow:
THEY ... USED ... TO ... READ! They'd READ and READ,
AND READ and READ, and then proceed
To READ some more. Great Scott! Gadzooks!
One half their lives was reading books!
The nursery shelves held books galore!
Books cluttered up the nursery floor!
And in the bedroom, by the bed,
More books were waiting to be read!
Such wondrous, fine, fantastic tales
Of dragons, gypsies, queens, and whales
And treasure isles, and distant shores
Where smugglers rowed with muffled oars,
And pirates wearing purple pants,
And sailing ships and elephants,
And cannibals crouching 'round the pot,
Stirring away at something hot.
(It smells so good, what can it be?
Good gracious, it's Penelope.)
The younger ones had Beatrix Potter
With Mr. Tod, the dirty rotter,
And Squirrel Nutkin, Pigling Bland,
And Mrs. Tiggy-Winkle and-
Just How The Camel Got His Hump,
And How the Monkey Lost His Rump,
And Mr. Toad, and bless my soul,
There's Mr. Rat and Mr. Mole-
Oh, books, what books they used to know,
Those children living long ago!
So please, oh please, we beg, we pray,
Go throw your TV set away,
And in its place you can install
A lovely bookshelf on the wall.
Then fill the shelves with lots of books,
Ignoring all the dirty looks,
The screams and yells, the bites and kicks,
And children hitting you with sticks-
Fear not, because we promise you
That, in about a week or two
Of having nothing else to do,
They'll now begin to feel the need
Of having something to read.
And once they start -- oh boy, oh boy!
You watch the slowly growing joy
That fills their hearts. They'll grow so keen
They'll wonder what they'd ever seen
In that ridiculous machine,
That nauseating, foul, unclean,
Repulsive television screen!
And later, each and every kid
Will love you more for what you did.
EARTHQUAKE IN NEPAL
EARTHQUAKE IN NEPAL
The ground shook on Saturday in the South Asian country of Nepal when the region was hit by a massive earthquake. The quake registered 7.8 on the Richter scale, a 10-point system developed to measure the magnitude, or force, of earthquakes. It was the largest earthquake to strike Nepal since 1934.
While the epicenter of the earthquake was located 50 miles northwest of Nepal's capital city, Kathmandu, it was Kathmandu that suffered significant damage. In much of the countryside, it was worse. The earthquake caused buildings to collapse and triggered an avalanche on Mount Everest, the world's tallest mountain. It was strong enough to be felt across parts of India, Bangladesh, China's region of Tibet, and Pakistan.
"There are people who are not getting food and shelter," said Udav Prashad Timalsina, a top official in Nepal. "I've had reports of villages where 70 percent of the houses have been destroyed."
So far, than 4,000 people are known to have lost their lives. About 7, 180 people were injured by the quake, police said.
Helping Hands
More than a dozen countries and many charity groups are sending aid to Nepal to assist in the recovery. Teams from the Unites States, China, India and other countries have traveled to Nepal to help the government with search -and-rescue," said Jagdish Pokhrel, the Nepalese army spokesman. "We are focusing our efforts on that, on saving lives.
However, many of the affected villages are not easy to reach, as landslides have blocked roads. Another problem is aftershocks. Aftershocks are smaller earthquakes that happen after a large earthquake. They can often cause additional damage.
Nepal's rescue coordinator, Lila Mani Poudyal says aftershocks are delaying rescue crews.
"There have been nearly 100 earthquakes and aftershocks, which is making rescue work difficult," he said. "Even the rescuers are scared running because of them."
More than a dozen countries and and many charities have contributed aid to the people of Nepal. Here, South Korean aid workers prepare to travel to Kathmandu, where fresh drinking water is badly needed.
Aftershocks have also been a concern for Nepali citizens. Many have refused to return to their homes. Afraid that buildings might collapse, many people are sleeping in tents outside.
In a country cripples by this natural disaster, Poudyal is calling for more help from the international community.
"We are appealing for tents, dry goods, blankets, mattresses and 80 different medicines that the health department is seeking what we desperately need now," he said.
Questions
- What was the author's purpose in writing this article?
- What is the main idea of the article?
- Explain what the effects of the earthquake were.
- Define the Richter scale?
- What was the difficulty in reaching the villages that were affected?
- Name one natural resource that was in short supply.
- An appeal was sent out for assistance. List 3 items which were requested.
- Name some of the countries that assisted with providing aid.
IF
by: Rudyard Kipling
If
If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you;
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too:
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or being lied about, don’t deal in lies,
Or being hated don’t give way to hating,
And yet don’t look too good, nor talk too wise;
If you can dream — and not make dreams your master
If you can think — and not make thoughts your aim,
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same:
If you can bear to hear the truth you’ve spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
And stoop and build ’em up with worn-out tools;
If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breathe a word about your loss:
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: “Hold on!”
If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with Kings — nor lose the common touch,
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,
If all men count with you, but none too much:
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds’ worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that’s in it,
And — which is more — you’ll be a Man, my son!
If Quiz
Question 1
What does the speaker say is necessary to be self-confident?
a. Accept some failures and losses
b. Bravery and some recklessness
c. Patience and time
d. Face uncertainty and disagreement
Question 2
What must a righteous person avoid?
a. Sounding "preachy"
b. Being self-righteous
c. Appearance of impropriety
d. Temptations of sin
Question 3
What two things are impermanent by nature?
a. Life and love
b. Triumph and disaster
c. Joy and anger
d. Hope and fear
Question 4
What sort of balance should one try to achieve?
a. Faith and reason
b. Enjoyment and contemplation
c. Solitude and togetherness
d. Private ideals and public action
Question 5
For whom is the poem intended?
a. Everyone
b. The speaker's younger self
c. A graduating class
d. A boy or young man
Question 6
Short Answer
Why does the author start many of the lines with the word “If”?
Question 7
Short Answer
Does this poem offer good advice? If so or if not, explain by providing two pieces of textual
evidence.
ADDITIONAL QUESTIONS
- Who is the speaker?
- Reread lines 13-16. Rewrite this advice in your own words.
- According to the speaker, how should you respond if you fail in meeting your goals?
- According to the speaker, what kind of qualities should a man have? List 5 qualities supported by evidence from the text.
- The speaker says it important to not make dreams your master. What does he mean by this? Do you agree or disagree? Explain your answer.
MATILDA
Bahamian Life
Bahamian Poems
Sandy Shores
By Mia Pratt
Escape somewhere
on sandy shores
catch the sunrise
filling the hearts inside
let the poetic drums dance
and embrace the feel good spirit
of a beautiful sandy shores.
Sunset
by Owen Summer
A glorious wonder to behold..
Its beauty is arrayed across the skies..
Its colors embraces you close..
It envelopes your thoughts..
It clouds your mind..
You are in a deep eternal peace.
Your eyes are hypnotized by its beauty..
Your heart smiles cause you feel like heaven..
Its intricate..
Its intriguing..
Its a sunset..
I am Proud to be a Bahamian
By Shamara Rose Curry
Conch Salad, conch fritters, oh so many things to eat
Crack conch, scorch conch all add up to Bahamian treat
Chicken shack, fruit stand, straw market, then the beach
Rake and scrape, maypole plaiting
And oh that good Junkanoo beat
Straw bags, straw hats, just to name a few
All these things is Bahamian to me child
I ain’t know bout you
Aquamarine, gold and black
That’s the Bahamian flag
Forward, upward, onward, together
That should be we guide
Come on now we Bahamians
Show some national pride
Child I proud to be Bahamian
An this one ting I ain’t gonna hide
Being Bahamian
By
james j. Catalyn ©11th june 2009
I am proud of my heritage
My colour
My people
I am proud of my language, “Bahamianese”
My music
My foods
I am proud of those who have achieved
And those who may not have had
The opportunity
They are my fellowmen
I am proud of my National Symbols
And my faith in things spiritual
I am proud that I am me
And being Bahamian
I am Bahamian and Proud!
I AM A BAHAMIAN
by james j. catalyn © 26/3/92
I am a Bahamian!
My colour does not matter to me
It should not matter to you
I make no apology
I am proud of my colour
I am proud of the way I look
I am proud of me.
I am a Bahamian!
It is of no concern to me
That my father was born in another land
I was born Bahamian
I need not look elsewhere
For my heritage
No one is looking to me for theirs
No one is claiming me as “brother man”
Unless for dubious reasons.
I claim no one
But my Bahamian brothers
I know of no other roots
But my Bahamian roots
And I am proud.
I do not wish to run
From my country
To identify with another culture
Nor let others force
Their beliefs on me!
I am not African
I am not European
I am not black
I am not white
I am me!
I am a Bahamian!
I was born Bahamian
I have a right to be Bahamian
And I will die for the right
To remain, Bahamian!
ANANSI STORIES
ANANSI STORIES
George's Marvelous Medicine
LISTEN TO THE AUDIO BOOK
Stig of The Dump
The Discontented Fish
Sick
By Shel Silverstein
Sick by Shel Silverstein
Sick
By Shel Silverstein More Shel Silverstein
“I cannot go to school today,"
Said little Peggy Ann McKay.
“I have the measles and the mumps,
A gash, a rash and purple bumps.
My mouth is wet, my throat is dry,
I’m going blind in my right eye.
My tonsils are as big as rocks,
I’ve counted sixteen chicken pox
And there’s one more--that’s seventeen,
And don’t you think my face looks green?
My leg is cut--my eyes are blue--
It might be instamatic flu.
I cough and sneeze and gasp and choke,
I’m sure that my left leg is broke--
My hip hurts when I move my chin,
My belly button’s caving in,
My back is wrenched, my ankle’s sprained,
My ‘pendix pains each time it rains.
My nose is cold, my toes are numb.
I have a sliver in my thumb.
My neck is stiff, my voice is weak,
I hardly whisper when I speak.
My tongue is filling up my mouth,
I think my hair is falling out.
My elbow’s bent, my spine ain’t straight,
My temperature is one-o-eight.
My brain is shrunk, I cannot hear,
There is a hole inside my ear.
I have a hangnail, and my heart is--what?
What’s that? What’s that you say?
You say today is. . .Saturday?
G’bye, I’m going out to play!”
Tyger, Tyger
Tyger Tyger, burning bright,
In the forests of the night;
What immortal hand or eye,
Could frame thy fearful symmetry?
In what distant deeps or skies.
Burnt the fire of thine eyes?
On what wings dare he aspire?
What the hand, dare seize the fire?
And what shoulder, & what art,
Could twist the sinews of thy heart?
And when thy heart began to beat,
What dread hand? & what dread feet?
What the hammer? what the chain,
In what furnace was thy brain?
What the anvil? what dread grasp,
Dare its deadly terrors clasp!
When the stars threw down their spears
And water'd heaven with their tears:
Did he smile his work to see?
Did he who made the Lamb make thee?
Tyger Tyger burning bright,
In the forests of the night:
What immortal hand or eye,
Dare frame thy fearful symmetry?
THE MINI PAGE
CHARLIE AND THE CHOCOLATE FACTORY
MARY POPPINS
THE SECRET GARDEN
Twas The Night Before Christmas
by Clement Clarke Moore
Twas The Night Before Christmas
'Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse;
The stockings were hung by the chimney with care,
In hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there;
The children were nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of sugar-plums danced in their heads;
And mamma in her 'kerchief, and I in my cap,
Had just settled down for a long winter's nap,
When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter,
I sprang from the bed to see what was the matter.
Away to the window I flew like a flash,
Tore open the shutters and threw up the sash.
The moon on the breast of the new-fallen snow
Gave the lustre of mid-day to objects below,
When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,
But a miniature sleigh, and eight tiny reindeer,
With a little old driver, so lively and quick,
I knew in a moment it must be St. Nick.
More rapid than eagles his coursers they came,
And he whistled, and shouted, and called them by name;
"Now, DASHER! now, DANCER! now, PRANCER and VIXEN!
On, COMET! on CUPID! on, DONNER and BLITZEN!
To the top of the porch! to the top of the wall!
Now dash away! dash away! dash away all!"
As dry leaves that before the wild hurricane fly,
When they meet with an obstacle, mount to the sky,
So up to the house-top the coursers they flew,
With the sleigh full of toys, and St. Nicholas too.
And then, in a twinkling, I heard on the roof
The prancing and pawing of each little hoof.
As I drew in my hand, and was turning around,
Down the chimney St. Nicholas came with a bound.
He was dressed all in fur, from his head to his foot,
And his clothes were all tarnished with ashes and soot;
A bundle of toys he had flung on his back,
And he looked like a peddler just opening his pack.
His eyes -- how they twinkled! his dimples how merry!
His cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry!
His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow,
And the beard of his chin was as white as the snow;
The stump of a pipe he held tight in his teeth,
And the smoke it encircled his head like a wreath;
He had a broad face and a little round belly,
That shook, when he laughed like a bowlful of jelly.
He was chubby and plump, a right jolly old elf,
And I laughed when I saw him, in spite of myself;
A wink of his eye and a twist of his head,
Soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread;
He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work,
And filled all the stockings; then turned with a jerk,
And laying his finger aside of his nose,
And giving a nod, up the chimney he rose;
He sprang to his sleigh, to his team gave a whistle,
And away they all flew like the down of a thistle.
But I heard him exclaim, ere he drove out of sight,
HAPPY CHRISTMAS TO ALL, AND TO ALL A GOOD-NIGHT!
RUDOLPH THE RED NOSED REINDEER
by Johnny Marks
RUDOLPH, THE RED-NOSED REINDEER
Rudolph, the Red-Nosed Reindeer
By Johnny Marks
Rudolph, the red-nosed reindeer
had a very shiny nose.
And if you ever saw it,
you would even say it glows.
All of the other reindeer
used to laugh and call him names.
They never let poor Rudolph
join in any reindeer games.
Then one foggy Christmas Eve
Santa came to say:
“Rudolph with your nose so bright,
won’t you guide my sleigh tonight?”
Then how the reindeer loved him
and they shouted out with glee:
“Rudolph the red-nosed reindeer,
you’ll go down in history!”