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Idea Development and Organization for your personal narrative

Show Don’t Tell

  • Don’t just say something SHOW it! Don’t just say, “It was a great trip.” SHOW why it was a great trip and explain. What is wrong with this paragraph????
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  • My most memorable day was when I was in Greece. It was a good day for many reasons. The morning was nice. I was out on my grandparent’s farm. The sky was pretty. The sounds of the goat were cool. I like waking up here.

DETAILS

  • Give details.
  • What in the world is wrong with this BORING paragraph!?
  • In the afternoon I went into the garden with my grandma. We picked veggies. We walked around the garden. It is a beautiful garden. It smells good. I like the flowers. I like nature and being outside. It is natural.

Organize with a Topic Sentence

  • The writing clearly centers around your topic sentence.
  • What is a topic sentence?
  • Why do you need a topic sentence?

FRED

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  • Facts
  • Reasons
  • Examples
  • Details
  • What in the world is wrong with this paragraph??
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  • We took the veggies into the kitchen to wash them. We washed them and put them in a pot. We talked while we cooked. I liked talking with my grandma. I like my grandma. We finished cooking and set the table. It was a delicious meal. This is my most memorable day because I was with my grandparents.
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Organize with an introduction

  • What is the purpose of the intro?
  • How can I begin it?
  • What are some tricks to writing it?

Writing the Introduction

  • What makes a day memorable? For some, this might mean a glitzy vacation in an expensive resort, or a thrilling and exciting experience that takes your breath away, but for me, one of my most memorable days was seemingly simple to an outsider. To me, this one particular day spent on my grandparent’s farm in Greece, was life changing in a way. It made me slow down, breathe, and appreciate the beauty of tradition, simplicity and my heritage. The day started and ended like any other day, but the difference was in the minute minutes spent with my grandmother, the woman who holds my history. The morning was breathtaking, but it was just like every other morning on the farm. The afternoon was mundane, but there was something about what I realized that day that made it extraordinary. Finally, the evening left me with a new found realization that I might have missed anywhere else but in the quiet mountains of Greece.

My most memorable day is a particular summer day I spent on my grandparent’s farm in Greece. Nothing significant happened, yet everything about the simplicity of that day reminds me of what is truly important, savoring the small moments. The silence of the morning was interrupted by irritated cries from Becka, my Yi-Ya’s goat, who was impatiently waiting to be milked. Barefoot, I walked out onto the hot, tiled balcony and opened the rusted doors to invite the steaming rays of the sun into the room and breathe in the freshness of mountain air. Glowing from the reflection of a bright blue sky, Mt. Elios stood proud. From this vantage point, I watched the iridescent leaves of olive trees dance with the rhythm of the wind. With no reason to rush the day, I was at peace in the serene countryside.

  • My most memorable day is a particular summer day I spent on my grandparent’s farm in Greece. Nothing significant happened, yet everything about the simplicity of that day reminds me of what is truly important, savoring the small moments. The silence of the morning was interrupted by irritated cries from Becka, my Yi-Ya’s goat, who was impatiently waiting to be milked. Barefoot, I walked out onto the hot, tiled balcony and opened the rusted doors to invite the steaming rays of the sun into the room and breathe in the freshness of mountain air. Glowing from the reflection of a bright blue sky, Mt. Elios stood proud. From this vantage point, I watched the iridescent leaves of olive trees dance with the rhythm of the wind. With no reason to rush the day, I was at peace in the serene countryside.

As the day passed, I slowly meandered down to the lush, green garden where I found my

  • As the day passed, I slowly meandered down to the lush, green garden where I found my
  • Yi-Ya, grandmother, picking fresh zucchini, peppers, tomatoes and green beans for our afternoon meal of Fasouiia. The garden was like a secret sanctuary of delectable plants, colorful flowers and scented herbs. The newborn kittens were curled up under the shade of the tall corn stalks. After we picked the veggies, we took our produce up to the kitchen and began making lunch. Slowly, amidst broken English and a mixture of Greek, Yi-Ya talked me through the steps of preparing the meal. I understood the beauty of tradition as she spoke in her thick Greek accent and called me Kouklaki, little doll. With her in the kitchen, I knew that someday I would teach my daughter to make this special dish, and I would call her the same name. Learning one’s tradition and culture means the memories never die. My most memorable day seems like any other day, but it is one I will never forget.

As evening crept up, my Yi-Ya and I performed our nightly ritual. First, we took the chamomile we had picked from the garden and boiled it down to make tea. Then, we sauntered out to the back balcony where we nestled into our chairs to watch the stars peek out of the clear night sky. Suddenly, the tiny villages across the mountain landscape began twinkling as if they were winking at us, and their glow illuminated the darkness. As the night waned, the moon which filled the sky with a luminescent light appeared. In silence, we sat side by side as I dug out my notebook to write poetry and prose In the simplicity of these evenings, sipping tea, writing, and holding hands with my Yi-Ya, I found peace. Isn’t this what life is all about, the quiet moments tucked in the folds of a tranquil memory spent with the ones you love?

  • As evening crept up, my Yi-Ya and I performed our nightly ritual. First, we took the chamomile we had picked from the garden and boiled it down to make tea. Then, we sauntered out to the back balcony where we nestled into our chairs to watch the stars peek out of the clear night sky. Suddenly, the tiny villages across the mountain landscape began twinkling as if they were winking at us, and their glow illuminated the darkness. As the night waned, the moon which filled the sky with a luminescent light appeared. In silence, we sat side by side as I dug out my notebook to write poetry and prose In the simplicity of these evenings, sipping tea, writing, and holding hands with my Yi-Ya, I found peace. Isn’t this what life is all about, the quiet moments tucked in the folds of a tranquil memory spent with the ones you love?

Writing the Conclusion

  • In conclusion, one of my most memorable days was another ordinary day on my grandparents small farm in a remote village in Greece. Concealed from the hustle and bustle of the rest of the world, I am free to simply exist and enjoy the feeling of just being. It is here where I can take the time to actually enjoy the beauty of a sunrise, a gift. It is here where I can take joy in the small things like picking veggies from a garden and reconnecting with nature and my heritage. It is here where I can learn how to slow down and enjoy the little moments like learning how to cook from my Yi-Ya . And finally, in the midst of a Greek night, I can find the peace to truly unwind and let my thoughts transpose. With the help of my Yi-Ya and the comfort of this place, I am set free.

Organize with a conclusion

  • What is the conclusion?
  • How do I write one?
  • Why do I need one?
  • What are some tricks for writing one?

Personal Narrative

  • Now it is your turn! You need to write a personal narrative to any of the following writing prompts or you may choose one of your journal prompts. Your writing MUST be full of Idea Development, Organized, and it needs Sentence Fluency. It MUST be Five paragraphs.
  • Before writing, you need to brainstorm using either the cluster map given or any other resource.
  • You need to have a partner revise/edit your essay before turning it in. Basic grammatical errors are not acceptable.


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