Writing Skills 1 You have to complete a short essay describing something that happened to you over the summer. It could be good (ie. a holiday, a day out with friends, a surprise, a lovely day)
It could be bad (a disappointment, a sad event, a difficult day)
Describe how you now feel looking back on the incident
Here is a short exemplar piece to remind you of the features of personal reflective writing.
I had been awake for hours: the warm July sun crept slowly in the window, tiptoeing gently across the floor before teasing my eyelids open. But Mother Nature can be cruel. Summer weather is supposed to bring good times and happiness; not disappointment and despair.
We had been planning our camping trip to Comrie for weeks. I know a weekend camping might not seem like a fabulous holiday to some; but for me it meant a lot. It is not often that I get to spend time with my step-sister and this was going to be a chance for us to bond. I had been planning my festival chic camping wear for weeks; Googling camping stove recipes and packing and repacking my rucksack. The black clouds rapidly gathering in the skies above suggested fate was not going to be kind.
Reading Skills 1 Word Choice – Interesting Words Good writers will carefully select every word they use in order to describe how someone or something looks or feels.
In English, we sometimes refer to this as their word choice.
Good writers will often try to show how someone/something is looking/feeling rather than simply telling the reader.
Consider the difference between the two sentences below:
Suzy was scared to open the door.
Suzy hesitated as she went to open the door. Her heart was beating wildly.
Task 1 Read the extract below (from a fabulous novel called ‘Skellig’).
Write out words the writer uses which SHOW the garage is run down.
The outside doors to the back lane must have fallen off years ago and there were dozens of massive planks nailed across the entrance. The timbers holding the roof were rotten and the roof was sagging in. The bits of the floor you could see between the rubbish were full of cracks and holes. The people that took the rubbish out of the house were supposed to take it out of the garage as well, but they took one look at the place and said they wouldn’t go in it even for danger money. There were old chests of drawers and broken wash-basins and bags of cement, ancient doors leaning against the walls, deck chairs with the cloth seats rotted away.