Narrative
Definition:
Narrative text is a type of text that tells a story. It can be real (like personal experiences) or fictional (like fairy tales, myths, or legends). The purpose is to entertain, teach, or deliver a message through storytelling.
Type:
1. Fables (e.g., The Tortoise and the Hare)
2. Fairy Tales (e.g., Cinderella)
3. Legends (e.g., Malin Kundang)
4. Myths (e.g., Greek Gods)
Personal experiences
Purpose:
1. To entertain the reader
2. To teach moral values
3. Sometimes to inform or inspire
Structure:
1. Orientation: Introduces the characters, setting (time and place), and situation.
2. Complication: The main problem(s) or conflict(s) appear. This makes the story interesting.
3. Resolution: The problem is resolved, either happily or sadly.
4. Re-orientation / Coda: A moral lesson or closing comment may be included.
Language Features:
1. Past Tense (e.g., He went to the forest.)
Action Verbs (e.g., ran, shouted, climbed)
2. Time Connectives (e.g., then, suddenly, after that, once upon a time)
3. Descriptive Language for characters and settings
Use of direct and indirect speech
Example:
The Lion and the Mouse
Orientation:
Once upon a time, in a forest, there lived a mighty lion. One day, he was sleeping under a tree.
Complication:
Suddenly, a little mouse ran over his body. The lion woke up angrily and caught the mouse. The mouse begged, "Please don’t eat me! Someday I will help you."
Resolution:
The lion laughed but let the mouse go. A few days later, the lion was caught in a hunter's net. He roared for help. The mouse heard him and quickly chewed through the ropes, freeing the lion. The lion was grateful and realized that even a small friend can be a great help.
Moral / Coda:
Kindness is never wasted.
Part 1
1. Write a Narrative text, minimal 4 paragraph and attach picture in each paragraph and publish it in your blog.
2. Record a video you read the paragraph in a good pronunciation creatively and publish in your you tube channel. attach the video in your blog.
The Quiet Language of the Stars
Dr. Aris Thorne wasn’t a man of words; he was a man of numbers, of equations, and of the silent, vast expanse of space. For forty years, he had been the sole occupant of the Helios Observatory, perched on a mountain peak that kissed the clouds. While other astronomers sought out distant galaxies and black holes, Aris’s obsession was with the whispers of the universe, the subtle fluctuations in cosmic background radiation that he believed were a form of communication. His colleagues had long dismissed his theory, labeling it a lonely man's folly.
But Aris knew better. He spent his nights translating the static into a language, a pattern that seemed to hint at an intelligence, a deep and ancient rhythm. His days were a blur of caffeine and calculations, his fingers flying over keyboards, seeking to decipher the syntax of the cosmos. He had found a repeating sequence, a prime number series that wasn't random, but deliberate. It was a beacon, a greeting from something… or someone.
The breakthrough came on a clear, cold night when the static in his headphones shifted. The familiar rhythm was joined by a new, more complex layer. It was a secondary message, woven into the first. Aris spent the next three days without sleep, his heart pounding with the excitement of a new discovery. He realized the new pattern wasn't just a signal; it was a blueprint. It was a set of instructions, a guide to building a device that could finally respond.
With parts scavenged from old equipment and a mind fueled by a lifetime of dedication, Aris built the device. It was a simple thing, a series of copper coils and a crystalline lens he had carved himself. On the final night, he pointed it towards the source of the signal and activated it. As the device hummed to life, a small, brilliant pinpoint of light shot from its lens and vanished into the void. It was a single, silent word, a reply from a small blue planet to a universe of endless possibilities. Aris had spent a lifetime listening, and in that moment, he finally spoke.
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