Quarter 1 Week 2 August 19-23, 2019

TeacherMelissa Forney
Subject AreaELA/Reading
Grade Level7
Week #2
Unit of InstructionInformative Baseline Essay Writing, Reading for Details, Author's Purpose, Citing Evidence
Standard(s) Taught

Cite several pieces of textual evidence to support analysis of what the text says explicitly as well as inferences drawn from the text.
LAFS.7.RL.1.2 Determine a theme or central idea of a text and analyze its development over the course of the text; provide an objective summary of the text.
LAFS.7.RL.1.3 Analyze how particular elements of a story or drama interact (e.g., how setting shapes the characters or plot).
LAFS.7.RL.2.4 Determine the meaning of words and phrases as they are used in a text, including figurative and connotative meanings; analyze the impact of rhymes
and other repetitions of sounds (e.g., alliteration) on a specific verse or stanza of a poem or section of a story or drama.
LAFS.7.RL.2.5 Analyze how a drama’s or poem’s form or structure (e.g., soliloquy, sonnet) contributes to its meaning.
LAFS.7.RL.2.6 Analyze how an author develops and contrasts the points of view of different characters or narrators in a text.
LAFS.7.RL.3.7 Compare and contrast a written story, drama, or poem to its audio, filmed, staged, or multimedia version, analyzing the effects of techniques unique to
each medium (e.g., lighting, sound, color, or camera focus and angles in a film).
LAFS.7.RL.3.9 Compare and contrast a fictional portrayal of a time, place, or character and a historical account of the same period as a means of understanding how
authors of fiction use or alter history.
LAFS.7.RI.1.2 Determine two or more central ideas in a text and analyze their development over the course of the text; provide an objective summary of the text.
LAFS.7.RI.1.3 Analyze the interactions between individuals, events, and ideas in a text (e.g., how ideas influence individuals or events, or how individuals influence
ideas or events).
LAFS.7.RI.2.4 Determine the meaning of words and phrases as they are used in a text, including figurative, connotative, and technical meanings; analyze the impact
of a specific word choice on meaning and tone.
LAFS.7.RI.2.5 Analyze the structure an author uses to organize a text, including how the major sections contribute to the whole and to the development of the ideas.
LAFS.7.RI.2.6 Determine an author’s point of view or purpose in a text and analyze how the author distinguishes his or her position from that of others.
LAFS.7.RI.3.7 Compare and contrast a text to an audio, video, or multimedia version of the text, analyzing each medium’s portrayal of the subject (e.g., how the
delivery of a speech affects the impact of the words).
LAFS.7.RI.3.8 Trace and evaluate the argument and specific claims in a text, assessing whether the reasoning is sound and the evidence is relevant and sufficient to
support the claims.
LAFS.7.W.1.1 Write arguments to support claims with clear reasons and relevant evidence.
LAFS.7.W.1.1a Introduce claim(s), acknowledge alternate or opposing claims, and organize the reasons and evidence logically.
LAFS.7.W.1.1b Support claim(s) with logical reasoning and relevant evidence, using accurate, credible sources and demonstrating an understanding of the topic or text.
LAFS.7.W.1.1c Use words, phrases, and clauses to create cohesion clarify the relationships among claim(s), reasons, and evidence.
LAFS.7.W.1.1d Establish and maintain a formal style.

Learning Targets and Learning Criteria

My students will practice reading aloud. They will read with partners and read for their parents.

My students will work on a personal essay introducing themselves to me.

My students will read from the novel, Submerged.

My students will watch a short video and discuss the plot and details.

Classroom Activities

Monday – Town Hall Meeting, Read Aloud: “When Uncle Ronnie Comes to Visit.” Video: Soar. Discuss.
Review spelling and vocabulary. There will be a spelling and vocabulary TEST on Friday.
What should be in a woman’s purse? Find out today! Read Submerged. Work on essay introducing yourself.
Homework – Read Aloud: “When Uncle Ronnie Comes to Visit.” Read aloud to parent. Read slowly and
with expression. Practice words that give you trouble. Have a parent sign. This will count as a quiz grade.
Study your Spelling and Vocabulary.

Parent Signature_________________________________

Tuesday – Collect homework for a quiz grade. Review spelling and vocabulary.
Read Aloud: “Caged Bird.” Discuss. Vocabulary. Work on essay introducing yourself.
iReady Reading Workbook. Read Submerged.
Homework – Read Aloud: “Caged Bird.” Read aloud to parent. Read slowly and with expression. Explain the symbolism of the free bird and the caged bird to your parent. Finish essay introducing yourself.
Have a parent sign. Study spelling and vocabulary.

Parent Signature_________________________________

Wednesday – Independent Reading. Check homework. Turn in essay introducing yourself. Review spelling
and vocabulary. iReady Reading workbook.

NO HOMEWORK.

Thursday – Review spelling and vocabulary. Read Submerged. Read aloud. Discuss.
Homework – Study spelling and vocabulary.

Friday – Spelling and Vocabulary tests. Both tests are summative grades. Read Aloud: Submerged. Discuss.
Learning games.

Parents – Check weekly lesson plans and assignments on Classroom Connect. Go to Ivyhawnschool.org and click on Classroom Connect on the menu bar. Click on Seventh Grade. Scroll down to Forney, M. and click
on the date. If your child is absent, you can find most assignments here. You can reach me at our school e-mail:
forneym@ivyhawnschool.org. Do not use the Volusia County e-mail. When students are absent, they
frequently forget to do their make-up work and end up with zeros, which hurt their grade averages.
Students must make up the work they missed within the next two weeks after they return.
Every week, check your child’s grades and look for missing assignments on V-Portal.

Assignments Due

When Uncle Ronnie Comes to Visit

by Melissa Forney 2015

     When Uncle Ronnie comes to visit, anything can happen. We never know when he’ll show up at our front door wearing bright suspenders and his lucky hat.

     “Hello!” Uncle Ronnie shouts in his raspy voice. He swings Mama around and pinches our cheeks. Uncle Ronnie accidentally steps on Lucy’s tail and knocks over a vase.

     “You look like my daddy,” I say. When I think of Daddy, I feel an ache where my heart is. I feel a lump in my throat.

     Uncle Ronnie’s eyes crinkle when he smiles. “You mean he looked like me,” he says. “Handsome.”      I smile. Mama smiles too.

     “What are we waiting for?” he shouts. “The fish are biting.” We run for our poles.

     When I land the biggest fish, Uncle Ronnie yells, “I’ll net him! I’ll net him!” He loses his balance and falls in the water, hat and all. Uncle Ronnie laughs so hard he can’t get back in the boat and has to wade ashore. He holds the net up. “Got him!” he says.

     Uncle Ronnie takes us to fly his remote-controlled airplane. “Expensive,” he tells us. “Took weeks to put together.” The little plane is magnificent. We watch him fill the tiny gas tank with a funnel.

“First flight,” he says. “Here goes.”

     The plane takes off. Mama snaps a picture. We jump and shout as Little Beauty flies overhead, swooping and twirling. She is a brilliant flash of blue, a silver sparkle. My heart soars as she dips

and dives.

     Something goes wrong with the controls. Little Beauty flies away on her own, over the tops of the trees, and away to the horizon. Uncle Ronnie covers his face with his hands and says some words we’ve never heard before. On the way home, he stares straight ahead while Mama drives. I am sad for us all.

Caged Bird

A free bird leaps
on the back of the wind   
and floats downstream   
till the current ends
and dips his wing
in the orange sun rays
and dares to claim the sky.
 
But a bird that stalks
down his narrow cage
can seldom see through
his bars of rage
his wings are clipped and   
his feet are tied
so he opens his throat to sing.
 
The caged bird sings   
with a fearful trill   
of things unknown   
but longed for still   
and his tune is heard   
on the distant hill   
for the caged bird   
sings of freedom.
 
The free bird thinks of another breeze
and the trade winds soft through the sighing trees
and the fat worms waiting on a dawn bright lawn
and he names the sky his own
 
But a caged bird stands on the grave of dreams   
his shadow shouts on a nightmare scream   
his wings are clipped and his feet are tied   
so he opens his throat to sing.
 
The caged bird sings   
with a fearful trill   
of things unknown   
but longed for still   
and his tune is heard   
on the distant hill   
for the caged bird   
sings of freedom.
 
 

     Uncle Ronnie takes a nap on our sofa. His snoring scares Lucy. She hides under the ottoman and won’t come out.

     When my baby brother drops the car keys down in the wall vent, Uncle Ronnie says, “I’ll fix that in a jiffy.” He busts a hole in the wall. And another. And another, and ANOTHER. Ten holes later, he hands our mother the keys. “Piece of cake!” he says. He is beaming.

     Uncle Ronnie likes to play our piano with the top propped up late at night. His hands pound the keys. Music roars around the house like a tornado. Uncle Ronnie sings “Sweet Georgia Brown” at the top of his lungs. Daddy used to sing that song.

     “Pipe down!” shouts one of the neighbors.

     Uncle Ronnie stops. He looks at us and places a finger over his lips. Then he starts in louder on    “12th Street Rag.” It feels like the ceiling might come crashing down.

     Before bedtime, Uncle Ronnie tells us stories about when he and Daddy were kids.

     “…Then there was the time when we skipped school to go to the races,” he says. “And I’ll never forget the day we hitched a ride on the back of the ice truck…”

     My heart aches again. I want Uncle Ronnie to stop, but I also want him to tell more. And more and more.

     The next morning, Mama says, “Time for church.”

     Uncle Ronnie chooses a striped green shirt to wear with his suit. During the sermon, he notices the shirt only has three big buttons. Puzzled, he squints at the material. He checks the cuffs. While the preacher is speaking, Uncle Ronnie starts laughing to himself. Soon he is snickering. Then

snorting.

     Mama gives Uncle Ronnie a fierce look. “Sh!” she hisses. Mama’s looks are serious.

     “It’s a…pajama top…” he whispers. “…Thought it was a shirt, but it’s a pajama top.” Tears roll down his cheeks. We laugh too, until Mama pinches us, but she is trying hard not to smile. People turn to look. I wonder if they know a grown man is wearing pajamas in church.

     Uncle Ronnie cooks Sunday dinner, filling the house with the delicious aroma of frying fish. He drops hushpuppies into the hot grease and stirs up a pot of cheese grits. When he is finished, every dish we own is dirty. The kitchen looks like a disaster area. But, the food is the most delicious ever.

     Uncle Ronnie eats more than two truck drivers. When he finishes, he lets out a humongous burp.

     “GARRRRRRRRRR-A-R-K!!!!”

     We stare, our eyes as big as yo-yos.

     “Excuse ME!” Uncle Ronnie says, with an apologetic look towards Mama. I can see his smile

trying to stay hidden.

     He touches his fist to his chest and burps again.

     “FERRRRRR-R-R-R-P.” It is louder than thunder.

     “Why, pardon me!” he says, avoiding looking at Mama.

     I fall out of my chair, laughing, and almost wet my pants.

     “I am not amused,” Mama says, but her eyes say, oh yes she is.

     “Time to go,” Uncle Ronnie says. He pinches our cheeks and swings Mama around the room. She shrieks like she’s at the circus. They hug a long, long time.           

     Mama closes her eyes. “I miss him,” she says.

     “Me, too,” Uncle Ronnie says. He blows his nose, and it makes a loud honk.

     He smiles at us. “Clearing traffic,” he says, and laughs at his own joke.

     We kiss Uncle Ronnie good-bye and wave as he drives away. The house is a mess, the chores have piled up, our sides hurt from laughing, and there are ten holes busted in our wall.

     We watch as he rumbles down the street and turns the corner.

     “Hope he comes again soon,” I say.

     “Me, too,” Mama says.

     We already miss his bright suspenders and lucky hat.

 

 

 

 

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