Time For Kids: The Right to Vote
What do you get when you cross an expository text and Bob Dylan? Hmmm...I guess we'll just have to find out! Time For Kids: The Right to Vote
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Here's the full TED talk given by the amazing Eric Whitacre: Have you ever asked yourself, "what is an expository text?" Well, today all of your dreams will come true. In the Hive, we'll be exploring a variety of expository texts (from podcasts to TEDtalks) and discovering the wide range of features that can be found within these texts. Podcast: click here Online Article: click here TED talk: click here It's like Ms. Smith always says:...Every word is on trial for its life. Wanna test your smarts? One of the Hive's alumnae from the class of 2019--Natalie--has an awesome website that will give your brain an extra workout. Check it out, dudes:
http://cheesefornerds.weebly.com/ It's time....and read it, too. If you can't wait, then here's a little glimpse of one of your soon-to-be-favorite-poets:
On Turning Ten By: Billy Collins The whole idea of it makes me feel like I'm coming down with something, something worse than any stomach ache or the headaches I get from reading in bad light-- a kind of measles of the spirit, a mumps of the psyche, a disfiguring chicken pox of the soul. You tell me it is too early to be looking back, but that is because you have forgotten the perfect simplicity of being one and the beautiful complexity introduced by two. But I can lie on my bed and remember every digit. At four I was an Arabian wizard. I could make myself invisible by drinking a glass of milk a certain way. At seven I was a soldier, at nine a prince. But now I am mostly at the window watching the late afternoon light. Back then it never fell so solemnly against the side of my tree house, and my bicycle never leaned against the garage as it does today, all the dark blue speed drained out of it. This is the beginning of sadness, I say to myself, as I walk through the universe in my sneakers. It is time to say good-bye to my imaginary friends, time to turn the first big number. It seems only yesterday I used to believe there was nothing under my skin but light. If you cut me I could shine. But now when I fall upon the sidewalks of life, I skin my knees. I bleed. Today we're experiencing a different type of narrative--a personal narrative. What is a possible theme for this narrative? What textual evidence supports your theme? After determining a possible theme, explore similar stories with similar inspiring themes under the "dig deeper" tab...make a comment with your group about the over-arching connection between themes.
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