Ch.8 Essay Question -Model Answers

Read below some powerful omniscient narratives created by your classmates in today's test.

The Townshnd Acts and the Daughters of Liberty
By: Emily Padgett

When the news came in that morning, everybody was upset. Elizabeth Burns gathered her fellow females together, making a group called the Daughters of Liberty. “The Townshend Acts will not be ignored by us ladies. We will quit the useless vanities of life…” was part of her speech to the Daughters. Lillian Mode felt triumphant- this was what, she knew, she was meant to do. Lillian focused on Elizabeth’s words. Millie Johnston was determined to prove herself to Britain and everyone else- she would do anything to be free! Meanwhile, Elizabeth was explaining her plan- to make their own tea and sew their own clothes. Man ladies grew excited about this, but some, like Mary Elizabeth Watson, were wary about this. She spoke up, saying, “This would mean separating from our home country, abandoning the King!” Millie turned around. “Yes. If you want to live a life of slavery, then go back to Britain! You are not welcome here!” Lillian decided this was untrue. This would be hard if no one got along. “All right, then!” Elizabeth quieted the hall. “Let us no longer stand in the dark but put an end to this tax!” thus, the Daughters of Liberty began to boycott British goods and stop the Townshend acts.

The Stamp Act
By James Layton

Stamp, after stamp, after stamp! When will this ever end, the baker wonders. The baker believes, in 1765, that having to acquire the “Royal Stamp” for printed materials like playing cards, letters, cards, books, documents, and much, much more seems unreal, especially when the stamp is taxed! Angry as can be, Peter stalks and roams the gloomy streets with signs and words of protest. Besides, Peter thinks, this is the first tax the colonists obtained, so it shouldn’t be this terrible. Henry, a nearby tax collector, fears the night because mean, angry colonists might rob him, worse kill him. Every dreadful night and frightening day he glances with fear at the life-sized puppets the colonists hung that looked like tax collectors. The collector feels that the tax appears useful for the money Great Britain needed, but he still feels scared. Alternatively, Patrick Henry, the first to speak against the tax, tingles and fills up with bravery and pride. Patrick feels as though he is his own type of person. Roaming the streets, Peter says to himself that this tax needs to be repealed, as his eyes gleam with furiousness. Still collecting tax, the tax collector and all the others quit the job, and the tax was repealed. Never, shall it come back.

By Wilson Salisbury
“Rally Mohawks pick up your axes tell King George we will pay no taxes,” chanted the colonist as crates of tea leapt of the boat, into the Boston Harbor. Above the tea ship, a moonless sky gazed down at the settlers. Colonist, dressed as Mohawk Indians, had a look of pure happiness that shone through there face paint. One man hid a package of tea in his pouch thinking,” It shouldn’t all go to waste.” The colonist were doing this because the settlers thought it was unfair to tax Britain tea and make colonist buy from only the East India Tea company, a British tea manufacture. As the clock chimed twelve the last of the crates splashed into the water. Changing back into their regular clothes, they snuck back to their houses as quite as a mouse. When news of the Boston Tea Party reached King George anger rippled through the parliament. King George, mad as a bull, passed the Intolerable Acts. On that important year history was made.

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Prepositional Phrases - Test Practice

For next Thursday (April 2nd) Prepositions and Prepositional Phrases Test tackle these exercises:



Prepositonal phrases

http://www.eduplace.com/cgi-bin/hme-quiz-start.cgi?Grade=6&Unit=7&Topic=Prepositional+Phrases&x=25&y=9



http://eslus.com/LESSONS/GRAMMAR/POS/pos7.htm#Pop%20Quiz%201
http://www.quia.com/quiz/298373.html?AP_rand=159214296
(drag and drop answers for speed)
http://aliscot.com/bigdog/prep_exercise.htm

Prepositions

http://www.manythings.org/vocabulary/games/k/words.php?f=prepositions

http://www.tcet.com/eaonline/FlashedESL/CatsMX.swf - fun with prepositions
http://www.quia.com/cc/73781.html

The Boston Massacre- Historical Fiction Narratives

Enjoy these 3rd person omnisicient narratives written by your classmates. Will you be able to recreate this standard of Historical Fiction writing in next week's test?

The Day the Redcoats Fought Back
By Brady Whitmore

Standing on guard of the customs office, Hugh White, a British soldier, glares at a colonist as the man starts to approach. A bicker of words turns to a brawl, but the soldier quickly slams his musket on the man’s head. Throbbing terribly, the colonist, Edward Garrit, slowly struggles to a nearby tavern to share the news of a redcoat fighting back. With most dazed of liquor, they turn outraged and wobbled over to Hugh White, the Redcoat. Fear fills his eyes as he calls for help. Captain Thomas Preston hears the distant cry, and calls on 6 privates to assist him. Heading over to the scene, they quickly get mobbed by the furious, nearly drunken, colonists. The overwhelmed soldiers panic and begin to lift their muskets. The colonists stand wide eyed at the threat of being killed, but that just made them angrier. Soon they were chucking snowballs at the frightened Redcoats. Then they fired, and the anger in the colonist’s eyes rapidly changed to fear. Colonists collapse in gunshot, as patches of red stain the uniforms of the British soldiers. Terrified men and women make an attempt to lift the wounded out of combat as the panicking soldiers keep on firing. Smoke flies in the air, and colonist struggle to breath through the debris. Some saying their last goodbye to their loved one, as others precede to a dead sprint to cover. Lifeless bodies lay on the cold, icy ground as the Redcoats are now literally standing above the colonists. Hundreds of lucky individuals made their way to safety, and only 5 lay on the ground, as the last of the wounded make their way to cover. 5 people lay motionless with the brutal redcoats looming over them as Captain Thomas Preston orders them to follow back to their spots. That day will always be remembered as the day the Redcoats fought back.

Bright Red
Death Bed

By Brendan Downing

Five innocent colonists lay dead as the black powder-smoke clears and the putrid smell of sweat and blood subsides. News of the murderous uprising spread among the colonies like the flu. The day would be remembered as a massacre, nothing less.
Tensions between Britain and the colonies had really fired up by the late 1760’s. The colonists began to realize that after Britain repealed a tax, a new, often worse tax took its place. On the freezing, winter day of March 5, 1770, a major step in the liberation of the colonies from Britain occurred. The outcome may have been better if the weather hadn’t been so unusually harsh. The temperature was below zero, a thick blanket of icy snow covered the ground, and freezing winds tortured anyone outside, regardless of how thick a jacket you wore. A colonist named Henry Gerit strongly opposed British rule, and anger drove him to annoy Hugh White, the customs house guard. After nearly five minutes of cruel taunts, Gerit was winded and the guard hit him with the butt of his gun. A mob of angry citizens three-hundred strong swarmed White with a rage no single man could withstand. Fear told him to run, but bravery told him to stand his ground. Most of the protesters were drinking in the local taverns, raising the danger level even higher. He roared calls for help louder than any man in Boston had heard before. The barracks was placed close enough to the crowd for the soldiers inside to hear, so they were ordered to form a semi-circle in front of the guard. The mob chanted “shoot!” over and over to tease the soldiers, knowing that it was against the law to fire on citizens. One of the colonists whacked a soldier with a stick, and the soldier shot his musket at him. All at once, the thunder of muskets filled the air, along with the cries of wounded colonists. The mob broke up, half in fear of dying, half in need of rest. With the mob gone, the soldiers returned to their posts and Boston went to sleep like any other night.

Enjoy Will's use of prepositional phrases to create his 'Causes' poem

Revolutionary Poem

by Will Borin
Out the mountains
Across the sea
In 1763 the proclamation act was passed

In the fall
Announced to all
That the first act was passed

On every paper
To every piece
As a stamp was found
That covered every crease

As colonists boycotted British goods
In front of the king sales men beg
Till the act is repealed like said

From the led
Five lay dead
Below the sky
For all to cry

Off the ships
To the sea
Onto a fee
For all to see

By the night
There were five to write
To the sight
Of the might
In the British parliament

From 56 delegates
In Philadelphia
Around the table
Were a congress formed a single voice

"Give me Liberty..."

Watch this video to listen to an example of the Patrick Henry Speech

http://www.truveo.com/Patrick-Henry-Liberty-or-Death/id/157777562

(there is a 10 sec. comercial before the video plays)

Verb Work

Congrtualtions on your work today. Enjoy Emma's work

Wednesday

Mrs. Graham's class. - Don't forget your BBC script '3rd person omniscient' write-ups are still due in tomorrow (Wed).

Hope you all enjoyed the snowday