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It was early. Way too early for John to be bounding out of bed, racing down the
hallway, and leaping onto his sleeping parents. But he did it anyway! He hurtled himself into his
parents’ quiet bedroom, shouting, “It’s my birthday! It’s my birthday!” His mind was full of
racing thoughts. Enormous packages to open. Monstrous slices of chocolate cake piled high with
frosting. A house full of people visiting just for him. His mouth watered with the thought of
birthday ice cream sundaes as he squealed, “When do we eat cake? When do we open
presents?!
“Uh-oh,” thought John’s mom. She knew she still had to buy his special gift: a new
cherry-red bike. But there were things to finish around the house before she could sneak
away to the toy store. “That’s a long way off, mister,” his mother said. “Your party isn’t until
tonight, and we have plenty of things to do to get ready before your guests arrive. The first
thing you should do is go wash up and we can have some birthday pancakes.” John pretended
to grumble, but he was actually looking forward to some special birthday flapjacks, hot off
the griddle.
It was early. Way too early for John to be bounding out of bed, racing down the
hallway, and leaping onto his sleeping parents. But he did it anyway! He hurtled himself into his
parents’ quiet bedroom, shouting, “It’s my birthday! It’s my birthday!” His mind was full of
racing thoughts. Enormous packages to open. Monstrous slices of chocolate cake piled high with
frosting. A house full of people visiting just for him. His mouth watered with the thought of
birthday ice cream sundaes as he squealed, “When do we eat cake? When do we open
presents?!
“Uh-oh,” thought John’s mom. She knew she still had to buy his special gift: a new
cherry-red bike. But there were things to finish around the house before she could sneak
away to the toy store. “That’s a long way off, mister,” his mother said. “Your party isn’t until
tonight, and we have plenty of things to do to get ready before your guests arrive. The first
thing you should do is go wash up and we can have some birthday pancakes.” John pretended
to grumble, but he was actually looking forward to some special birthday flapjacks, hot off
the griddle.
It was early. Way too early for me to be bounding out of bed, racing down the hallway,
and leaping onto my sleeping parents. But I did it anyway! I hurtled myself into my
parent’s quiet bedroom, shouting, “It’s my birthday! It’s my birthday!”
My parents slowly woke from their slumber as I squealed, “When do we eat cake?
When do we open presents?” “That’s a long way off, mister,” my mother said. “Your
party isn’t until tonight, and we have plenty of things to do to get ready before your
guests arrive. The first thing you should do is go wash up and we can have some
birthday pancakes.” I pretended to grumble, but I was actually looking forward to
some special birthday flapjacks, hot off the griddle.
It was early. Way too early for me to be bounding out of bed, racing down the hallway,
and leaping onto my sleeping parents. But I did it anyway! I hurtled myself into my
parent’s quiet bedroom, shouting, “It’s my birthday! It’s my birthday!”
My parents slowly woke from their slumber as I squealed, “When do we eat cake?
When do we open presents?” “That’s a long way off, mister,” my mother said. “Your
party isn’t until tonight, and we have plenty of things to do to get ready before your
guests arrive. The first thing you should do is go wash up and we can have some
birthday pancakes.” I pretended to grumble, but I was actually looking forward to
some special birthday flapjacks, hot off the griddle.
all of the words marked in red: the author is writing from his point of
I, me, my, myself view. He uses words like I, me, my, and
and we know his thoughts.
It was early. Way too early for John to be bounding out of bed, racing down the hallway, and
leaping onto his sleeping parents. But he did it anyway! He hurtled himself into his parents’
quiet bedroom, shouting, “It’s my birthday! It’s my birthday!” His mind was full of racing
thoughts. Enormous packages to open. Monstrous slices of chocolate cake piled high with
frosting. A house full of people visiting just for him.
His mouth watered with the thought of birthday ice cream sundaes as he squealed, “When do
we eat cake? When do we open presents? “That’s a long way off, mister,” his mother said.
“Your party isn’t until tonight, and we have plenty of things to do to get ready before your
guests arrive. The first thing you should do is go wash up and we can have some birthday
pancakes.” John pretended to grumble, but he was actually looking forward to some special
birthday flapjacks, hot off the griddle.
It was early. Way too early for John to be bounding out of bed, racing down the hallway, and
leaping onto his sleeping parents. But he did it anyway! He hurtled himself into his parents’
quiet bedroom, shouting, “It’s my birthday! It’s my birthday!” His mind was full of racing
thoughts. Enormous packages to open. Monstrous slices of chocolate cake piled high with
frosting. A house full of people visiting just for him.
His mouth watered with the thought of birthday ice cream sundaes as he squealed, “When do
we eat cake? When do we open presents? “That’s a long way off, mister,” his mother said.
“Your party isn’t until tonight, and we have plenty of things to do to get ready before your
guests arrive. The first thing you should do is go wash up and we can have some birthday
pancakes.” John pretended to grumble, but he was actually looking forward to some special
birthday flapjacks, hot off the griddle.
all of the words marked in red: the author is writing about John from an
John, he, and the thoughts in his mind. outside point of view. The author knows
only the main character’s thoughts and
feelings.
first person out of bed, racing down the hallway, and leaping
onto my sleeping parents. But I did it anyway! I
hurtled myself into my parent’s quiet bedroom,
shouting, “It’s my birthday! It’s my birthday!”
It was early. Way too early for John to be bounding It was early. Way too early for John to be
out of bed, racing down the hallway, and leaping onto bounding out of bed, racing down the hallway, and leaping
his sleeping parents. But he did it anyway! He hurtled onto his sleeping parents. But he did it anyway! He hurtled
himself into his parents’ quiet bedroom, shouting, “It’s himself into his parents’ quiet bedroom, shouting, “It’s my
my birthday! It’s my birthday!” His mind was full of birthday! It’s my birthday!” His mind was full of racing
racing thoughts. Enormous packages to open. thoughts. Enormous packages to open. Monstrous slices of
Monstrous slices of chocolate cake piled high with chocolate cake piled high with frosting. A house full of
frosting. A house full of people visiting just for him. people visiting just for him. His mouth watered with the
thought of birthday ice cream sundaes as he squealed,
“When do we eat cake? When do we open presents?!
His mouth watered with the thought of birthday ice
“Uh-oh,” thought John’s mom. She knew she still
cream sundaes as he squealed, “When do we eat
had to buy his special gift: a new cherry-red bike. But
cake? When do we open presents? “That’s a long way there were things to finish around the house before she
off, mister,” his mother said. “Your party isn’t until could sneak away to the toy store. “That’s a long way off,
tonight, and we have plenty of things to do to get mister,” his mother said. “Your party isn’t until tonight, and
ready before your guests arrive. The first thing you we have plenty of things to do to get ready before your
should do is go wash up and we can have some guests arrive. The first thing you should do is go wash up
birthday pancakes.” John pretended to grumble, but and we can have some birthday pancakes.” John
he was actually looking forward to some special pretended to grumble, but he was actually looking forward
birthday flapjacks, hot off the griddle. to some special birthday flapjacks, hot off the griddle.
Chrissy Beltran: 2015: Buzzing with Ms. B
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