Here are some sweet shots from last week on Team 3/4. We've been working hard on our personal narrative writing, preparing to select an entry of interest and personal significance to develop into a polished final product. Some of the strategies that we use to create strong stories are:
Find a story idea that is focused and important to you. Do you remember it with crystal clarity? That's usually a good way to know that it mattered to you.
Tell a focused, specific seed story, not a giant, wandering watermelon story.
Close your eyes and watch a mental movie of the small moment. Watch all the details. Watch the step-by-step way that things happen.
Use a storyteller's voice, not a news reporter's voice. Tell the story of what happened, don't talk about the events.
Make sure that your story has the shape of a story. Beginning...middle...end.
Use "Show, Not Tell" language to paint a word picture for the reader.
Here are some strong examples of "show, not tell" language, straight out of the students' Writer's Notebooks:
The bubbles were still rising from my dad's jump when I
decided to jump. I hit the water, feet first, my arms swinging
in circles to steady me. As I crashed in, the water pushed
my knees up. At the last moment, I took a deep breath and
squeezed my eyes. The water engulfed me. Coldness swirled
around me.
I heard the crack because it was a wooden bat. The ball flew
through the air. It jumped through the air and the ball hit the
stands like an earthquake. Me and my grandpa were yelling
and cheering!
When we got [to the ice cream shop] there was no line!
I smiled and sang. My eyes were dancing with glee
while my teeth played the melody of my sweet treat dance.
Original Language:
Last Saturday me and my brother were so bored.
Show, Not Tell Language:
Me and my brother were in my room staring straight into the pitch black screen of the XBox. The iPads were dead, the iPhone was dead. The clock just kept ticking and ticking.
I was standing at the top of the half pipe. I was shaking
so much that I thought my arms would fall off.
She was so adorable. Every time the man started to pet her
she stopped licking herself and looked at him. Her fluffy fur
rubbed against his hand like a soft baby blanket.
It was so delicious so I closed my eyes. I opened
my eyes. I looked at my mom. I had a smile on my
mouth. I said, "Thank you Mom!"