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2. Second Person Point of View: generally, only in What they don’t understand about birthdays and what they never
tell you is that when you’re eleven, you’re also ten, and nine, and eight,
instructional writing. It is told from the perspective and seven, and six, and five, and four, and three, and two, and one. And
of “you”. when you wake up on your eleventh birthday you expect to feel eleven,
but you don’t.
You open your eyes and everything’s just like yesterday, only it’s
3. Third Person Point of View: This is used when today. And you don’t feel eleven at all. You feel like you’re still ten. And
your narrator is not a character in the story. Third you are ----underneath the year that makes you eleven. Like some days
you might say something stupid, and that’s the part of you that’s still ten.
person uses the “he, she, them, they, him, her, Or maybe some days you might need to sit on your mama’s lap because
their, and it” narrator and it is the most commonly you’re scared, and that’s the part of you that’s five. And maybe one day
used in POV writing. when you’re all grown up maybe you will need to cry like if you’re three,
and that’s okay.
That’s what I tell Mama when she’s sad and needs to cry. Maybe
4. Third-Person Objective: A narrator tells a third- she’s feeling three. Because the way you grow old is kind of like an
person’s story (he, she, him, her) but the narrator onion or like the rings inside a tree trunk or like my little wooden dolls
that fit one inside the other, each year inside the next one. That’s how
only describes the character’s behavior and being eleven years old is.
dialogue. The narrator does not reveal any You don’t feel eleven. Not right away. It takes a few days, weeks
even, sometimes even months before you say Eleven when they ask
character’s thoughts and feelings. you. And you don’t feel smart eleven, not until you’re almost twelve.
That’s the way it is.
5. Third-Person Limited: The narrator’s Only today I wish I didn’t have only eleven years rattling inside me
like pennies in a tin Band-Aid box. Today I wish I was one hundred and
perspective is limited to the internal working of two instead of eleven because if I was one hundred and two I’d have
one character. In other words, the narrator known what to say when Mrs. Price put the red sweater on my desk.
reveals the thoughts and feelings of one character I would know how to tell her it wasn’t mine instead of just sitting
there with that look on my face and nothing coming out of my mouth.
through explicit narration. “Whose is this?” Mrs. Price says, and she holds the red sweater up
in the air for all the class to see, “Whose? It’s been sitting in the
coatroom for a month.”
6. Third-Person Omniscient: The narrator grants “Not mine”, says everybody. “Not me” “It has to belong to
readers the most accent to characters’ thoughts somebody, “Mrs. Price keeps saying, but nobody can remember. It’s an
and feelings. The narration will reveal more than ugly sweater with red plastic buttons and a collar and sleeves all
stretched and like you could use it for a jump rope.
one character’s internal workings. It’s maybe a thousand years old and even if it belonged to me, I
wouldn’t say so. Maybe because I’m skinny, maybe because she doesn’t
like me, that stupid Sylvia Saldivar says,
“I think it belongs to Rachel”. An ugly sweater like that all
raggedy and old, but Mrs. Price believes her. Mrs. Price takes the
sweater and puts it right on my desk, but when I open my mouth, nothing
comes out.
“That’s not, I don’t, you’re not…. Not mine.” “I finally say in a
little voice that was maybe me when I was four. “Of course, it’s yours.
Mrs. Price says. “I remember you wearing it once.”
Because she’s older and the teacher, she’s right and I am not.
Not mine, not mine, not mine, but Mrs. Price is already turning to page
thirty-two, and problem number four. I don’t know why but all of a
sudden, I’m feeling sick inside, like the part of me that’s three wants to
come out of my eyes, only I squeeze them shut tight and bite down on
my teeth real hard and try to remember today I am eleven, eleven.
Mama is making a cake for me for tonight, and when Papa comes home
everybody will sing Happy birthday, happy birthday to you.
But when the sick feeling goes away and I open my eyes, the
red sweater’s still sitting there like a big red mountain. I move the red
sweater to the corner of my desk with my ruler,
I move my pencil and books and eraser as far from it as
possible. I even move my chair a little to the right. Not mine, not mine,
not mine. In my head I’m thinking how long till lunchtime, how long till I
can take the red sweater and throw it over the schoolyard fence, or leave
it hanging on a parking meter, or bunch it up into a little ball and toss it in
the alley.
Except when math period ends Mrs. Price says loud and in
front of everybody, “Now, Rachel, that’s enough, “because she sees I’ve
shoved the red sweater to tippy-tip corner of my desk and it’s hanging all
over the edge like a waterfall, but I don’t care. “Rachel,” Mrs. Price says.
She says it like she’s getting mad. “You put the sweater on right now and
no more nonsense.”
“But it’s not----” “Now!” Mrs. Price says. This is when I wish I
wasn’t eleven because all the years inside of me----ten, nine, eight,
seven, six, five, four, three, two, and one---are pushing at the back of my
eyes when I put one arm through one sleeve of the sweater that smells
like cottage cheese, and then the other arm through the other and stand
there with my arms apart like if the sweater hurts me and it does, all itchy
and full of germs that aren’t even mine.
That’s when everything I’ve been holding in since this morning,
since when Mrs. Price put the sweater on my desk, finally let’s go, and
all of a sudden, I’m crying in front of everybody. I wish I was invisible but
I’m not. I’m eleven and it’s my birthday today and I’m crying like I’m three
in front everybody.
I put my head down on the desk and bury my face my stupid
clown-sweater arms. My face all hot and spit coming out of my mouth
because I can’t stop the little animal noises from coming out of me until
there aren’t any more tears left in my eyes, and it’s just my body shaking
like when you have the hiccups, and my whole head hurts like when you
drink milk too fast.
But the worst part is right before the bell rings for lunch. That
stupid Phyllis Lopez, who is even dumber than Sylvia Saldivar, says she
remember the red sweater is hers, I take it off right away and give it to
her, only Mrs. Price pretends like everything’s okay. Today I’m eleven.
There’s a cake. Mama’s making for tonight and when Papa
comes home from work, we’ll eat it. There’ll be candles and presents and
everybody will sing Happy birthday, happy birthday to you. Rachel, only
it’s too late. I’m eleven today. I’m eleven, ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five,
four, three, two, and one, but I wish I was one hundred and two.
I wish I was anything but eleven. Because I want today to be far
away already, far away like runaway balloon, like a tiny o in the sky, so
tiny---tiny you have to close your eyes to see it.
G.Making generalization and What are the most important thing to remember in Define what is point of view.
abstraction about the lesson determining a point of view?
H.Evaluating learning Directions: Circle the Directions: Determine Have you heard the story Directions: Circle the .
correct point of view for from which “The Ugly Duckling?” letter of the correct
each statement. Then perspective the Read the story. Give your answer.
underline the clue words passage is narrated. narrative point of view. 1. What is a plot?
that helped you Explain your answers A. It is those who are
determine the point of in the box. The Ugly Duckling involved in the
view. (by: Hans Christians narrative.
Andersen) B. These are the
1. I was nervous when it happenings in the
was my turn in the A little duckling was very sad narrative.
because he thought he was the
spelling bee. ugliest amongst all his brothers and C. This is the theme of
a. First person 1. The birds were chirping, sisters. They would not play with him the narrative.
and the sun was shining. and teased the poor ugly duckling.
b. Second person Kevin and Juno were One day, he saw his reflection in the
D. It is how the
c. Third person sitting on a park bench water and cried, “Nobody likes me. I narrative ends.
together. Neither of them am so ugly.” He decided to leave 2. What defines a
was smiling. After a long home and went far away into the
2. He likes to tell jokes woods. Deep in the forest, he saw a
character in the
that make everybody period of silence, Kevin narrative?
cottage in which there lived an old
said, "This isn't going to woman, her hen, and her cat. The
laugh. work. I mean, you're a dog A. Any person, animal,
duckling stayed with them for some
a. First person person and I'm a cat time, but he was unhappy there and creature, being, or thing
b. Second person person." Juno nodded. A soon left. When winter set in the in a story
c. Third person tear rolled down her face. poor duckling almost froze to death. B. A real person who
Kevin went on, "If we got A peasant took him home to his wife
3. You have to be very married and bought a and children. The poor duckling was acts in a play.
quiet, so you don’t scare house, what kind of pet terrified of the children and escaped. C. The people who talk
The ugly duckling spent the winter in
away the rabbit. would we get? Some kind a marshy pond. Finally, spring
in a book.
of cat-dog? Somebody's
a. First person going to be unhappy." Juno arrived. One day, the duckling saw a D. Only the people in a
began sobbing and said, beautiful swan swimming in the pond
b. Second person and fell in love with her. But then he story.
"Ok, let's just end it now.
c. Third person Have fun with your remembered how everyone made 3. Which is a series of
4. Sally and Johnny are fun of him and he bent his head related events or
slobbery dogs." She down in shame. When he saw his
going to get pizza jumped off the bench and own reflection in the water he was actions that occurs in
tonight. They are getting ran into the woods. astonished. He was not an ugly narratives?
duckling anymore, but a handsome
it from their favorite pizza young swan! Now, he knew why he
A. plot B. theme
Narrator's
restaurant. had looked so different from his C. setting D. characters
Perspective:________ brothers and sisters. “They were
a. First person 4. Which of the
ducklings but I was a baby swan!” he
b. Second person said to himself. He married the following is NOT part of
c. Third person 2. The dew on the grass beautiful swan and lived happily ever the plot?
5. The last piece of cake after. A. conclusion
made my running shoes
is mine! damp. It didn't bother
Directions: Give/Write the C. climax
a. First person me. The sound of my B. advertisement
feet hitting the street
point of view of the story
b. Second person “The Ugly Duckling”. The D. resolution
c. Third person formed a rhythm, a 5. When does climax
steady pattern of light following is your guide in
writing your point of view. generally occur in a
thumps. I timed my
breathing with the 1. Who is telling the story? narrative?
rhythm. These sounds _____________________ A. at the beginning
filled my head. I thought _____________________ C. towards the end
of nothing other than the ______________ B. at the last sentence
next step and keeping 2. What information did D. in the exact middle
my tempo. I soared over
the writer/author choose to 6. What is point of
the sidewalks like view?
concrete clouds.
bring out the point of
view? A. The viewpoint of the
_____________________ character or narrator
Narrator's telling the story.
Perspective:________ _____________________
_______________ B. The direction of the
3. Would the narrative be protagonist is taking the
better if it was written from story.
a different character’s C. The direction in
point of view? which the story is
_____________________ going.
_____________________ D. The
_______________ viewpoint/perspective
4. Do you agree with the of the author
author’s point of view?
Why or why not?
_____________________
_____________________
_______________
I.additional activities for
application or remediation
V.REMARKS
VI.REFLECTION
Reflect on your teaching and assess yourself as a teacher. Think about your students’ progress this week. What works? What else needs to be done to help the
students learn? Identify what help your instructional supervisors can provide for you so when you meet them, you can ask them relevant questions.
A. No.oflearnerswho earned80%onthe formative
assessment
B. No.oflearnerswho requireadditionalactivities
forremediation.
C. Didtheremediallessons work?
No.oflearnerswho havecaughtupwiththe
lesson.
D. No.oflearnerswho continuetorequire
remediation
E. Whichofmyteaching strategiesworkedwell?
Why didthesework?
F. WhatdifficultiesdidI encounterwhichmy
principalorsupervisorcan helpmesolve?
G. What innovation or localized materials did I
use/discover which I wish to share with other
teachers?