Name________________________ Student Handout and Worksheet

THOUGHT FOR THE DAY:

“My father always used to say that, when you die, if you've got five real friends, then you've had a great life.” (Lee Iaccoca)

A. 12:30 – 12:45 READING, VOCABULARY and PRONUNCIATION: “The Giving Tree”

1. Read story to yourself. Underline vocabulary you’re not sure about. (No dictionaries at first)2. With a partner, help each other understand the meaning of the story and new words.3. Students take turns reading story out loud (paragraph by paragraph)4. Pay special attention to the sounds of /w/ and /ʊ/ in “would”.5. Listen to story on video. Repeat.

http://dilayllah.wordpress.com/2007/11/18/the-giving-tree-story/

Sounds and words I still have trouble with: _______________________________________________

B. 12:45 – 1:15 GRAMMAR and CONVERSATION: Expressing past events, repeated actions, and habits using “would” and “used to”

Activity 1: Presentation

a. Go back to “The Giving Tree” story. Notice the different ways the past tense is expressed.

b. Give some examples:________________________________________________________

c. How and why is the past expressed differently in your examples?

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Activity 2: Form

Instructions: Students volunteer to teach what they understand on board and do exercise below.

When I was young we ___________________________ in a big house in the countryside.

On summer mornings we __________________________ while everyone else was sleeping.

I _________________________ breakfast for myself and sneak out of the house to go fishing.

I __________________________hours fishing in a small lake near our house.

Once, I ____________________________a huge fish.

C. 2:00 – 3:00 WRITING – Write a short story about a friend, in the style of The Giving Tree. First, generally describe the friend, what they were like, what you used to or would do together. Then tell about a specific event you remember that happened to them or the two of you.

By Shel Silverstein

Once there was a tree…… And she loved a little boy. And every day the boy would come. And he would gather her leaves. And make them into crowns and play king of the forest. He would climb up her trunk. And swing from her branches. And when he was tired, he would sleep in her shade. And the boy loved the tree…..Very much. And the tree was happy.

But time went by, and the boy grew older. And the tree was often alone. Then one day the boy came to the tree and the tree said, “Come, Boy, come and climb up my trunk and swing from my branches and eat apples and play in my shade and be “happy.”

“I am too big to climb and play,” said the boy. “I want to buy things and have fun. I want some money. Can you give me some money?”

“I’m sorry,” said the tree, “but I have no money. I have only leaves and apples. Take my apples, Boy, and sell them in city. Then you will have money and you’ll be happy.” And so the boy climbed up the tree and gathered her apples and carried them away. And the tree was happy…

But the boy stayed away for a long time…… and the tree was sad. And then one day the boy came back and the tree shook with joy, and she said, “Come, Boy come and climb up my trunk and swing from my branches and eat apples and play in my shade and be happy...”

“I am too busy to climb trees,” said the boy. “I want a house to keep me warm,” he said. “I want a wife and I want children, and so I need a house. Can you give me a house?”

“I have no house,” said the tree. The forest is my house. But you may cut off my branches and build a house. Then you will be happy.” And so the boy cut off her branches and carried them away to build a house. And the tree was happy.

But the boy stayed away for a long time……and the tree was sad. And when he came back, the tree was so happy she could hardly speak. “Come, Boy” she whispered, “Come and play.”

“I am too old and sad to play,” said the boy. “I want a boat that will take me away from here. Can you give me a boat?”

“Cut down my trunk and make a boat,” said the tree. “Then you can sail away…… and be happy.” And so the boy cut down her trunk and made a boat and sailed away. And the tree was happy…..But not really.

And after a long time the boy came back again. “I am sorry, Boy,” said the tree, “but I have nothing left to give you— my apples are gone.”

“My teeth are too weak for apples,” said the boy.“My branches are gone,” said the tree. “You cannot swing on them—”“I am too old to swing on branches,” said the boy.“My trunk is gone,” said the tree. “You cannot climb—-”“I am too tired to climb,” said the boy.“I am sorry,” sighed the tree. “I wish that I could give you something… but I have nothing left. I am

just an old stump. I am sorry…”“I don’t need very much now,” said the boy. “Just a quiet place to sit and rest. I am very tired.”“Well,” said the tree, straightening herself up as much as she could. “Well, an old stump is good for

sitting and resting. Come, Boy, sit down…and rest.” And the tree was happy...