Week 3 : Analyze Short Stories Using Graphic Organizer

Identifying The Structure and Features for Narrative and Recount Text

1. Narrative Text

    

STRUCTURE AND FEATURES OF A NARRATIVE TEXT

    The Fox and the Cat

The Structure :

Orientation	One day, a cat and a fox were having a conversation
Complication	The fox, who was a conceited creature, boasted how clever she was. “Why, I know at least a hundred tricks to get away from our mutual enemies, the dogs,” she said. “I know only one trick to get away from dogs,”said the cat. “You should teach me some of yours!” “Well, maybe some day, when I have the time, I May teach you a few of the simpler ones,” replied the fox airily. Just then they heard the barking of a pack of dogs in the distance. The barking grew louder and louder –the dogs were coming in their direction!
Resolution	At once, the cat ran to the nearest tree and climbed into its branches, well out of reach of any dog. “This is the trick I told you about, the only one I know, she called down to the fox.  “Which one of your hundred tricks are you going to use?” The fox sat silently under the tree, wondering which trick she could use. Before she could make up her mind, the dogs arrived. They fell upon the fox and tore her to pieces.

The Features :

Character and Settings	The fox, the cat and the dogs.	- One day a cat and a fox were having a conversation. - Before she could make up her mind, the dogs arrived.
Point of View	Third person point of view.	- The fox sat silently under the tree, wondering which trick she should use. - They fell upon the fox and tore her to pieces.
Tenses	Simple Past (S + V2 + O)	- The barking grew louder and louder - At once the cat ran to the nearest tree and climbed into its branches
Adverb of Time	One day	One day, a cat and a fox were having a conversation.

2. Recount Text

STRUCTURE AND FEATURES OF A RECOUNT TEXT

My First Trip to Pari Island

The Structure :

Orientation	Last September, I went to Pari Island for a holiday. I went there with Sarah, Andi, Eveline, and Yoko. That was my first time to travel there.
Events	Event 1 : Our boat departed from Muara Angke port to the island at 8.00 AM. We arrived at Pari Island around 10.00 Am. After that, we went to our guest house that we had booked before. Fortunately, our guest house was located near to the port, so we did not have to walk so far. The first thing that we did after that was rent bicycle. It only cost IDR 20.000 per day. Then we did cycling for a while and had lunch before we decided to do snorkeling.
	Event 2 : When we went snorkeling, the fisherman who became our guide brought us to the beach far enough from our guest house. We did snorkeling there. The water was very clear. We could see groups of tiny fishes and beautiful coral under the sea. After we did snorkeling for approximately three hours, we returned to our guest house. We ended up the first day by getting dinner and took some walks around.
	Event 3 : On the second day, we woke up so early to watch sunrise. We did not need to go far to watch the sunrise because our guest house was so near to the beach and we could watch the sunrise there. Sunrise on the beach, what a beautiful view!
	Event 4 : After we spent long enough time to watch the sunrise, we decided to get breakfast. There was a festival at that time. We went to the festival and had breakfast there. We ate some delicious sea foods. We felt time went so fast that day. We needed to return to our guest house because our boat that would bring us home would depart at 10.00 AM.
Re-Orientation	In summary, my first trip to Pari Island was so enjoyable. I would like to visit this place again together with my family in another chance.

The Features :

Point of View	First person point of view	We, I.
Tenses	Simple Past Tense (S + V2 + O)	Went, departed, would, woke up, arrived, decided, spent, felt.
Adverb and Adverbial Phrase		Last September, Pari Island, on the second day,
Conjunction and Time Connectives		And, before, then, after that, After.

Advanced Reading Week 2

Name : Rizkyna Fatul Yaumi

NIM / Class : 19.03.52.0013 / A2

The Three Little Pigs

Down in the valley was a farm. On the farm there was a pigsty. And in the pigsty lived Mummy Pig and The Three Little Pigs.

‘You are growing so fast my dears,’ said Mummy Pig to the three little Pigs. ‘Soon there’ll be no space for you here. It is time for you to leave the farm and build your own houses to live in.’

Before leaving, Mummy Pig gave each of the three little Pigs a packed lunch box and told them something very important. So she said, ‘You must remember to build your house out of bricks. Bricks are very strong and they’ll keep you safe no matter what.’

The Three Little Pigs set off down the lane to the brickyard, leaving Mummy Pig all alone in the sty. 

After a short while they came across the next door farmer ploughing his field.

The first little Pig thought to himself, ‘By golly, if I build my house out of this farmer’s straw then I’ll save myself a trip to the brickyard and build my house in half the time!’ 

So the first little Pig said to the farmer, ‘I’d like a big bundle of your finest straw kind Sir. I’ll use it to build my own house!’

The farmer—a little surprised by this request—happily obliged. He gave the first little Pig ten bales of his finest straw and the Pig built his straw house. The house looked sublime. There was not a single straw out of place and the little Pig was very proud of himself.

A big bad Wolf—who had been watching from afar—strolled up to the straw house, knocked at the door, and said in a low, gruff voice, ‘Little Pig, little Pig, let me come in.’ –

‘Not by the hair of my chinny chin chin!’ replied the little Pig.

‘Then I’ll huff and I’ll puff and I’ll blow your house in!’ said the big bad Wolf.

Without delay the Big Bad Wolf took a huge breath in. Then he huffed and he puffed and he blew the house in. ––  The stick house looked wonderful, but it was extremely weak. So it fell down in an instant and the Big Bad Wolf gobbled up the second little Pig.

Meanwhile, the third little Pig had made it all the way to the brickyard. He went up to the man in charge ––– of the yard and said ‘Hello kind Sir, I would like a large pile of your bricks to build my house.’

The man—who, as it turned out, was extremely generous—happily obliged.  He gave the third little Pig all the bricks he wanted and the Pig built his brick house. The house not only looked tremendous, it was extremely strong. The third little Pig had taken the time to build his house well and he was extremely proud of himself.

The Big Bad Wolf—fresh from gobbling the second little Pig—strolled up to the brick house, knocked at the door, and said in a low and gruff voice, ‘Little Pig, little Pig, let me come in.’

‘Not by the hair on my chinny chin chin!’ replied the third little Pig.

‘Then I’ll huff and I’ll puff and I’ll blow your house in!’ said the Big Bad Wolf.

Without delay the Big Bad Wolf took a huge breath in. Then he huffed and he puffed and he huffed and he puffed, but the brick house was much too strong and well built to be blown down. 

This made the Big Bad Wolf wild with rage, so he devised a nasty plot to fool the third little Pig into coming out of his brick house. 

Tap tap tap came from the window.

‘Little Pig, I know a farmer with some marvelous turnips. You love turnips don’t you little Pig? Shall we go there tomorrow and get some?’ said the Big Bad Wolf in his low gruff voice.

‘Very well,’ said the little Pig, ‘I do love turnips. What time do you want to go?’

‘Seven o’clock sharp,’ said the Wolf, ‘And don’t be late!’

The third little Pig may have been little, but he wasn’t stupid. He was, after all, the little Pig that made his house from bricks—as his mother had wisely proposed. So the little Pig got up early, filled a sack full of turnips and was back in his house long before seven o’clock. When the Wolf arrived he said, ‘Little Pig, are you ready to go?’

‘Silly Wolf!’ said the little Pig, ‘I’ve been. My turnips are already bubbling away in a huge pot for my dinner.’

The Wolf was incensed. He was so angry he felt sure he could have exploded, but he suddenly had a thought and pulled himself together. 

‘Little Pig,’ he said, ‘I know a place where there is a wonderful apple tree. You love apples don’t you little Pig.’

‘Oh yes, I do,’ said the Pig, ‘Where is this wonderful tree you speak of?’

‘Just over the hill,’ said the Wolf, ‘I’ll be back here at six o’clock tomorrow and we can go together to get the apples. So you had better not deceive me this time little Pig!’

The little Pig woke at five the following morning and went over the hill to the big apple tree. He had hoped to help himself before the Wolf arrived, but the Wolf was too clever for that.

The little Pig saw the Wolf approaching—which, as you can imagine, terrified him greatly—and quickly climbed the tree.

‘Hello, Wolf,’ said the little Pig from up in the tree, ‘Wait there while I find the biggest, plumpest, juiciest apple for you.’ The Wolf waited. The little Pig picked a big juicy apple, then called down, ‘I’ll throw it to you Wolf. Here it comes!’  The Pig then threw the apple as far away as he could. And while the Wolf was away collecting the apple—which took a long time—the little Pig jumped down from the tree and ran safely home to his brick house.

By now the Wolf had had enough. He followed the little Pig home and called through the window, ‘Little Pig, little Pig, I am going to eat you up. I will climb upon the top of your house, come down the chimney and gobble you up in a single bite. Hearing this, the little Pig quickly made a roaring fire and placed upon it a large pot full of water. As the Wolf came down the chimney the little Pig lifted the lid of the pot. The Wolf fell in with a plop—head first—and the little Pig replaced the lid quick as a flash.

The little Pig then boiled the Wolf, gobbled him up for his supper and lived happily ever after.

The End.

Source : https://sooperbooks.com/story/the-three-little-pigs-story/

My records for reading speed are :

300 words : 1 minute 13 seconds

350 words : 1 minute 21 seconds

400 words : 1 minute 39 seconds