Tuesday, 4 March 2014

Week 9 - Reexamining Characterisation

Dear students,

For the lesson this week, we will revisit our techniques of characterisation and use the web-based grammar database, Grammarly@edu to aid us in checking our grammar in our writing. More details will be revealed during the lesson. This is the material that will be used for the lesson: 

The Big Friendly Giant

If you did not know him well, he was a stern and serious man. But he was actually a wildly funny person. What made him appear so serious was the fact that he never smiled with his mouth. He did it all with his eyes. He had brilliant blue eyes and when he thought of something funny, his eyes would flash and if you looked carefully, you could actually see a tiny little golden spark dancing in the middle of each eye. But the mouth never moved.

I was glad my father was an eye-smiler. It meant he never gave me a fake smile, because it is impossible to make your eyes twinkle if you are not feeling twinkly yourself.  A mouth-smile is different. You can fake a mouth-smile any time you want, simply by moving your lips. I’ve also learned that a real mouth-smile always has an eye-smile to go with it, so watch out, when someone smiles at you with his mouth but the eyes stay the same. It is sure to be bogus.

Mr Victor Hazell

Mr Victor Hazell was a roaring snob and he tried desperately to get in with what he believed were the right kind of people. He hunted with the hounds and have shooting parties and wore fancy waistcoats. Every weekday, he drove his enormous silver Rolls-Royce past our filling station on his way to the brewery. As he flashed by, we would sometimes catch a glimpse of the great glistening beery face above the wheel, pink as a ham, all soft and inflamed from drinking too much beer.

Doctor Spencer

Doctor Spencer had been looking after the people of our district for nearly forty-five years. He was over seventy now and could have retired long ago, but he did not want to retire and his patients did not want him to either. He was a tiny man with tiny hands and feet and a tiny round face. The face was as brown and wrinkled as a shrivelled apple. Nobody feared him. Many people loved him, and he was especially gentle with children.

Thank you and see you later.

Ms Lynn Foo 

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