Applying Theory to Practice

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Applying Theory to Practice

Applying Theory to Practice

Using The Four KnowledgeProcesses in the English Classroom

1. Experiencing


3. Analysing

4. Applying

Experiencing the known and experiencing the new

Conceptualising by Naming and Conceptualising by Theorising

Analysing functionally and Analysing Critically

Applying Appropriately and Applying Creatively

Poetry Brainstorm! What do you like about poetry? What do you not like about Poetry? Poetic Language ConventionsMatch Up Game

Deconstructing the Poem in Groups

For each stanza: Identify a Language Convention, give an example from the poem and explain the effect that this has on the reader

Create a Narrative Poem

Make a PosterChildren as young as seven forced to work! William Blake Reveals

Example: Stanza 4- Imagery ' Symbolism "That thousands of sweepers, Dick, Joe, Ned and Jack,Were all of them locked up in coffins of black."

Why was the Poem written? Poet's PurposeSubject Matter: Industrial Revolution, Use of Child Labourers

Task: Deconstruct William Blake's Poem, The Chimney Sweeper, for its structural and language features.

Children aquire knowledge in many different ways. Teachers must therefore be flexible and creative in the way they deliver learning for their students.

The Chimney Sweeper – By William Blake(The Songs of Innocence 1789, in Blake 1992: 12)When my mother died I was very young,And my father sold me while yet my tongueCould scarcely cry, ‘weep weep weep weep’.So your chimneys I sweep and in soot I sleep.There’s little Tom Dacre, who cried when his head,That curled like a lamb’s back, was shav’d, so I said:‘Hush, Tom, never mind it, for when your head’s bare,You know that the soot cannot spoil your white hair.’And so he was quiet, and that very night,As Tom was a-sleeping, he had such a sight:That thousands of sweepers, Dick, Joe, Ned and Jack,Were all of them locked up in coffins of black.And by came an angel who had a bright key,And he opened the coffins and set them all free.Then down a green plain leaping, laughing they run,And wash in a river, and shine in the sun.Then naked and white, all their bags left behind,They rise upon clouds, and sport in the wind.And the angel told Tom if he’d be a good boy,He’d have God for his father and never want joy.And so Tom awoke, and we rose in the dark,And got with our bags and our brushes to work.Though the morning was cold, Tom was happy and warm.So if all do their duty, they need not fear harm.

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