Year 5 English Learning – Sessions 1- 5 Week 4 – 25.01.2021 Groups: 1a, 1b, 2, 3 & 4 The by Alfred Noyes Illustrated by

Welcome to your English learning pack for this week. Please ensure that you read the pack carefully and watch the associated film clips on the school YouTube channel (Named: Year 5 English – Week 4 Sessions 1 – 5: 25.01.2021) to support your learning. There is one session planned for you per day and the YouTube films will correspond to each session. Our learning week will start on Wednesday (Day 1) in Year 5 to correspond with the collection of learning packs on a Tuesday afternoon. If you have any questions or need further support please email the Year 5 Team: [email protected] Throughout this pack, you will find resources to support your learning, such as illustrations, writing scaffolds and word mats to help with the sessions. Please decide on which resources would be most helpful to you to complete each session, and either record your learning in this pack or in a lined exercise book.

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Session 1 - LO: To respond to a poem Read the poem again – focus on the character Tim the ostler

The Highwayman by Alfred Noyes

PART ONE

The wind was a torrent of darkness among the gusty trees. The moon was a ghostly galleon tossed upon cloudy seas. The road was a ribbon of moonlight over the purple moor, And the highwayman came riding— Riding—riding— The highwayman came riding, up to the old inn-door.

He’d a French cocked-hat on his forehead, a bunch of lace at his chin, A coat of the claret velvet, and breeches of brown doe-skin. They fitted with never a wrinkle. His boots were up to the thigh. And he rode with a jewelled twinkle, His pistol butts a-twinkle, His rapier hilt a-twinkle, under the jewelled sky.

Over the cobbles he clattered and clashed in the dark inn-yard. He tapped with his whip on the shutters, but all was locked and barred. He whistled a tune to the window, and who should be waiting there But the landlord’s black-eyed daughter, Bess, the landlord’s daughter, Plaiting a dark red love-knot into her long black hair.

And dark in the dark old inn-yard a stable-wicket creaked

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Where Tim the ostler listened. His face was white and peaked. His eyes were hollows of madness, his hair like mouldy hay, But he loved the landlord’s daughter, The landlord’s red-lipped daughter. Dumb as a dog he listened, and he heard the robber say—

“One kiss, my bonny sweetheart, I’m after a prize to-night, But I shall be back with the yellow gold before the morning light; Yet, if they press me sharply, and harry me through the day, Then look for me by moonlight, Watch for me by moonlight, I’ll come to thee by moonlight, though hell should bar the way.”

He rose upright in the stirrups. He scarce could reach her hand, But she loosened her hair in the casement. His face burnt like a brand As the black cascade of perfume came tumbling over his breast; And he kissed its waves in the moonlight, (O, sweet black waves in the moonlight!) Then he tugged at his rein in the moonlight, and galloped away to the west.

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He did not come in the dawning. He did not come at noon; And out of the tawny sunset, before the rise of the moon, When the road was a gypsy’s ribbon, looping the purple moor, A red-coat troop came marching— Marching—marching— King George’s men came marching, up to the old inn-door.

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They said no word to the landlord. They drank his ale instead. But they gagged his daughter, and bound her, to the foot of her narrow bed. Two of them knelt at her casement, with muskets at their side! There was death at every window; And hell at one dark window; For Bess could see, through her casement, the road that he would ride.

They had tied her up to attention, with many a sniggering jest. They had bound a musket beside her, with the muzzle beneath her breast! “Now, keep good watch!” and they kissed her. She heard the doomed man say— Look for me by moonlight; Watch for me by moonlight; I’ll come to thee by moonlight, though hell should bar the way!

She twisted her hands behind her; but all the knots held good! She writhed her hands till her fingers were wet with sweat or blood! They stretched and strained in the darkness, and the hours crawled by like years Till, now, on the stroke of midnight, Cold, on the stroke of midnight, The tip of one finger touched it! The trigger at least was hers!

The tip of one finger touched it. She strove no more for the rest. Up, she stood up to attention, with the muzzle beneath her breast. She would not risk their hearing; she would not strive again; For the road lay bare in the moonlight; Blank and bare in the moonlight; And the blood of her veins, in the moonlight, throbbed to her love’s refrain.

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Tlot-tlot; tlot-tlot, in the distance? Were they deaf that they did not hear? Down the ribbon of moonlight, over the brow of the hill, The highwayman came riding— Riding—riding— The red coats looked to their priming! She stood up, straight and still.

Tlot-tlot, in the frosty silence! Tlot-tlot, in the echoing night! Nearer he came and nearer. Her face was like a light. Her eyes grew wide for a moment; she drew one last deep breath, Then her finger moved in the moonlight, Her musket shattered the moonlight, Shattered her breast in the moonlight and warned him—with her death.

He turned. He spurred to the west; he did not know who stood Bowed, with her head o’er the musket, drenched with her own blood! Not till the dawn he heard it, and his face grew grey to hear How Bess, the landlord’s daughter, The landlord’s black-eyed daughter, Had watched for her love in the moonlight, and died in the darkness there.

Back, he spurred like a madman, shrieking a curse to the sky, With the white road smoking behind him and his rapier brandished high. Blood red were his spurs in the golden noon; wine-red was his velvet coat; When they shot him down on the highway, Down like a dog on the highway, And he lay in his blood on the highway, with a bunch of lace at his throat. And still of a winter’s night, they say, when the wind is in the trees, When the moon is a ghostly galleon tossed upon cloudy seas, When the road is a ribbon of moonlight over the purple moor, 5

A highwayman comes riding— Riding—riding— A highwayman comes riding, up to the old inn-door.

Over the cobbles he clatters and clangs in the dark inn-yard. He taps with his whip on the shutters, but all is locked and barred. He whistles a tune to the window, and who should be waiting there But the landlord’s black-eyed daughter, Bess, the landlord’s daughter, Plaiting a dark red love-knot into her long black hair. ……………………………………………………………………………

Question: What type of character do you think Tim the ostler is and why?

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Ostler – a man employed to look after the horses of people staying at an inn. Tim the ostler

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What questions would you want to ask Tim the ostler? For e.g. Why were you listening in to Bess’s conversation? What were you hoping to gain? ______

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Think about the events surrounding Bess’s death. Who was responsible for her death? Tim? King George’s men? The highwayman? What part did each person play in her death and why? For example, King George’s men were responsible for Bess’s death because they captured her and tied her up with a musket by her side. This enabled her to shoot herself so she could warn the highwayman to stay away so King George’s men wouldn’t shoot him. Or Tim the ostler was responsible for Bess’s death because he loved her and was jealous of Bess and the highwayman’s relationship; he wanted Bess all for himself. He listened when the highwayman was talking to Bess and formulated a plan. He …………………………………………..

Task: Go through each person/s involvement, explaining their part in Bess’s death. Explain why they are guilty.

The highway man: What part did the highwayman play in Bess’s death and why?

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Tim the ostler: What part did Tim play in Bess’s death and why do you think he is guilty.

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King George’s men: What part did King George’s men play in Bess’s death? Why are they guilty?

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Use the following scaffolds to support you if needed.

because they arrange to come back she would still be alive.

Tim was responsible for Bess’s death because was jealous tied Bess up and left a musket near her.

King George’s men were responsible because if he didn’t love her Bess would have been safe.

The highwayman was responsible because he loved Bess of the highwayman and wanted Bess for himself.

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If you had to choose one person/s who was the most guilty who would you choose and why?

Guilty - If you feel guilty, you feel unhappy because you think that you have done something wrong or have failed to do something which you should have done. I feel so guilty, leaving all this to you. When she saw me she looked guilty.

Synonyms - ashamed, sorry, rueful, sheepish

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Day 2: LO: To write a play script

Play script – a play script is a piece of writing written for the stage. It will include a list of characters (at the beginning). It may be divided into acts, which are then divided into scenes. Each scene will have a description of the setting at the start and then the characters dialogue.

For further support on how to write a play, look at the following website: https://www.bbc.co.uk/bitesize/topics/zsn4h39/articles/zx8kng8 ………………………………………………………………………………………………………………….. Look through the example play scripts for support:

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TASK: Choose a favourite section from the poem and create a play script for this scene, using the features of a play script, such as:

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• list of characters names • setting the scene • stage directions • speech • character directions within speech

The play script must include stage directions and off stage voices (if the scene requires it). It doesn’t matter which part of the poem you choose, pick the one you favour the most, for example, the scene where King George’s men storm in and capture Bess, tie her up and use her as part of their plan to catch the highwayman. 1. Choose the scene you wish to write a play script about.

2. If you need support or want to use a scaffold, look through the play script writing frames on the next page and choose one that is the most suitable for you to use. Or most of you will be writing it straight into your lined workbook.

3. Check the ‘features of a play script’ to understand what you will need to include in your own play script.

4. Write a play script on your favourite scene from ‘The Highwayman’ poem.

5. Proof read your work for spelling, grammatical and punctuation errors – does your work make sense?

6. Assess your work by using the self-assessment grid (checklist).

7. Set a target for improvement for next time.

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Set a target for next time – What do I need to improve upon? For example, I need to include stage directions as I did not include any in my play script. ______

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Today you will be writing a diary entry as one of the characters. Choose to write as ‘Tim’, ‘Bess’ or the ‘highwayman’. Look at the poem again (in this pack) and decide which significant moment (important) you are going to write a diary entry about. Ensure you use language of that time, i.e. poach, casement, doomed, musket, breeches etc. Decide whom you will write in role as…i.e. either Tim, Bess or the highwayman. Explore their character in more detail to understand them better. For example, if you have chosen the highwayman, what is he like as a person? Make a mind map about your chosen character to help you. See example:

He steals from people; he is ruthless. In love with Bess

He is a skilled horseman.

The Reveals a softer highwayman side with Bess, his hides under the love. cover of darkness.

He is a skilled swordsman – he has a rapier (thin, light The highwayman sharp-pointed sword used for thrusting). The highwayman is cunning and clever; he does not get Dresses very well, i.e. French cocked-hat, caught when he robs people. coat of claret velvet etc.

He became angry when he heard about what had happened to his love, Bess The start of an example diary entry writing in the role of the ‘highwayman’.

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September 27th 1732

Dear Diary, It was unbearable and disagreeable to be separated a moment longer from my love. The nights seemed to go on forever. I needed to see her, so I untied my horse and jumped on to its muscular back, off I set into the night as excitement bubbled inside me. Oh Bess, how I miss thee, I thought to myself as I galloped across the moor under the soft, pale moonlight. Silver stars peppered the ink-black sky and showed me the way to the old inn. ‘Faster, faster,’ I shouted, encouraging my trusty steed to hurry so that I may be reunited quickly with my love. As I travelled the familiar winding road, I could feel the cool breeze blowing across my face. The gentle rustle of the swaying trees seemed to say, ‘Hurry, hurry, Bess is waiting for thee…..’ I imagined how Bess, the landlord’s black-eyed daughter, would be standing at her casement, looking out across the purple moor watching eagerly for me to return. Racing thoughts spurred me on, knowing that my prize would be there tonight. Clutching the yellow gold in my gloved hand, I knew my love would be most impressed with my deeds…

Until we meet again, The highwayman

Or as Bess:

Or imagine you are Tim the ostler

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Tim is a poor man who works at the inn looking after the horses. He most likely sleeps in the stable close to the horses. He has fallen in love with Bess, but that love would never be returned. Write a diary entry as Tim at a significant point of the story.

Think about: 1. What I felt about the Highwayman and Bess: 2. How I ended up telling the King’s men. 3. What I remember about the death of Bess.

Look at the following websites to support writing of a diary entry: https://www.bbc.co.uk/bitesize/articles/z4qtqfr https://www.bbc.co.uk/bitesize/articles/zn2djhv Don’t forget to use the language suited to that time period.

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Once you have completed your diary entry please read back through your work and proof read. Check for: • Spelling mistakes • Grammatical errors, such as capitalisation, incorrect apostrophe use, incorrect comma use, misplaced inverted commas etc. • Work organised into paragraphs • Diary entry makes sense • Language is in keeping with time period (18th century) For further support look at the following website: https://www.bbc.co.uk/bitesize/topics/zpccwmn/articles/zpyhtyc

Next steps: Assess your work against the diary writing checklist (see below).

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Day 4: LO: To explore syllabic patterning, rhyme pattern, alliteration and use of repetition What is a syllable?

Syllable - A syllable is a part of a word that contains a single vowel sound and that is pronounced as a unit. So, for example, 'book' has one syllable, and 'reading' has two syllables.

Further support on syllables look at the following websites: https://www.bbc.co.uk/bitesize/topics/z4pxxyc/articles/zk4wjhv https://www.bbc.co.uk/bitesize/topics/zyfkng8/articles/zt27y4j

Look at the part in the poem, ‘Dumb as a dog he listened, and he heard the robber say’ What could the robber (the highwayman) say next?

Instead of: ‘One kiss, my bonny sweetheart, I’m after a prize to-night, (14 syllables) Rhyme a. But I shall be back with the yellow gold before the morning light; (16 syllables) Rhyme a. Yet, if they press me sharply, and harry me through the day, (14 syllables) Rhyme b.

Create three replacement lines for the ones above but they must contain the same syllabic patterning, i.e: • First line must contain 14 syllables • Second line must contain 16 syllables • Third line must contain 14 syllables

The pattern of the poem must remain the same and the last word in your third sentence must rhyme with way so it will fit with the poem. Preserve the rhyme pattern: a, a, b. Look at the above example where a, a, b is identified. So, your first and second line has to rhyme, and your third sentence must end in a word that rhymes with way.

Alliteration - Alliteration is a literary technique when two or Use alliteration in the sentences more words are linked that share the same first consonant that you write. sound, such as “fish fry.” Derived from Latin meaning “letters of the alphabet,” here are some famous examples of alliteration: Peter Piper picked a peck of pickled peppers. Sally sells seashells by the sea shore.

For further support on allitertion: https://www.bbc.co.uk/bitesize/topics/zfkk7ty/articles/zq4c7p3#:~:text=Using%20alliteration,poetry %2C%20advertising%20and%20events%20commentary.

After you have written your three lines, add in the rest of that stanza:

‘Then look for me by moonlight, Watch for me by moonlight, I’ll come to me by moonlight, though hell should bar the way.’

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Improve it if you can…

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Day 5 - LO: To identify the strengths and themes of a poem

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Read the poem again.

The Highwayman BY ALFRED NOYES PART ONE

The wind was a torrent of darkness among the gusty trees. The moon was a ghostly galleon tossed upon cloudy seas. The road was a ribbon of moonlight over the purple moor, And the highwayman came riding— Riding—riding— The highwayman came riding, up to the old inn-door.

He’d a French cocked-hat on his forehead, a bunch of lace at his chin, A coat of the claret velvet, and breeches of brown doe-skin. They fitted with never a wrinkle. His boots were up to the thigh. And he rode with a jewelled twinkle, His pistol butts a-twinkle, His rapier hilt a-twinkle, under the jewelled sky.

Over the cobbles he clattered and clashed in the dark inn-yard. He tapped with his whip on the shutters, but all was locked and barred. He whistled a tune to the window, and who should be waiting there But the landlord’s black-eyed daughter, Bess, the landlord’s daughter, Plaiting a dark red love-knot into her long black hair.

And dark in the dark old inn-yard a stable-wicket creaked Where Tim the ostler listened. His face was white and peaked.

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His eyes were hollows of madness, his hair like mouldy hay, But he loved the landlord’s daughter, The landlord’s red-lipped daughter. Dumb as a dog he listened, and he heard the robber say—

“One kiss, my bonny sweetheart, I’m after a prize to-night, But I shall be back with the yellow gold before the morning light; Yet, if they press me sharply, and harry me through the day, Then look for me by moonlight, Watch for me by moonlight, I’ll come to thee by moonlight, though hell should bar the way.”

He rose upright in the stirrups. He scarce could reach her hand, But she loosened her hair in the casement. His face burnt like a brand As the black cascade of perfume came tumbling over his breast; And he kissed its waves in the moonlight, (O, sweet black waves in the moonlight!) Then he tugged at his rein in the moonlight, and galloped away to the west.

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He did not come in the dawning. He did not come at noon; And out of the tawny sunset, before the rise of the moon, When the road was a gypsy’s ribbon, looping the purple moor, A red-coat troop came marching— Marching—marching— King George’s men came marching, up to the old inn-door.

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But they gagged his daughter, and bound her, to the foot of her narrow bed. Two of them knelt at her casement, with muskets at their side! There was death at every window; And hell at one dark window; For Bess could see, through her casement, the road that he would ride.

They had tied her up to attention, with many a sniggering jest. They had bound a musket beside her, with the muzzle beneath her breast! “Now, keep good watch!” and they kissed her. She heard the doomed man say— Look for me by moonlight; Watch for me by moonlight; I’ll come to thee by moonlight, though hell should bar the way!

She twisted her hands behind her; but all the knots held good! She writhed her hands till her fingers were wet with sweat or blood! They stretched and strained in the darkness, and the hours crawled by like years Till, now, on the stroke of midnight, Cold, on the stroke of midnight, The tip of one finger touched it! The trigger at least was hers!

The tip of one finger touched it. She strove no more for the rest. Up, she stood up to attention, with the muzzle beneath her breast. She would not risk their hearing; she would not strive again; For the road lay bare in the moonlight; Blank and bare in the moonlight; And the blood of her veins, in the moonlight, throbbed to her love’s refrain.

Tlot-tlot; tlot-tlot! Had they heard it? The horsehoofs ringing clear; Tlot-tlot; tlot-tlot, in the distance? Were they deaf that they did not hear? 39

Down the ribbon of moonlight, over the brow of the hill, The highwayman came riding— Riding—riding— The red coats looked to their priming! She stood up, straight and still.

Tlot-tlot, in the frosty silence! Tlot-tlot, in the echoing night! Nearer he came and nearer. Her face was like a light. Her eyes grew wide for a moment; she drew one last deep breath, Then her finger moved in the moonlight, Her musket shattered the moonlight, Shattered her breast in the moonlight and warned him—with her death.

He turned. He spurred to the west; he did not know who stood Bowed, with her head o’er the musket, drenched with her own blood! Not till the dawn he heard it, and his face grew grey to hear How Bess, the landlord’s daughter, The landlord’s black-eyed daughter, Had watched for her love in the moonlight, and died in the darkness there.

Back, he spurred like a madman, shrieking a curse to the sky, With the white road smoking behind him and his rapier brandished high. Blood red were his spurs in the golden noon; wine-red was his velvet coat; When they shot him down on the highway, Down like a dog on the highway, And he lay in his blood on the highway, with a bunch of lace at his throat.

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When the road is a ribbon of moonlight over the purple moor, A highwayman comes riding— Riding—riding— A highwayman comes riding, up to the old inn-door.

Over the cobbles he clatters and clangs in the dark inn-yard. He taps with his whip on the shutters, but all is locked and barred. He whistles a tune to the window, and who should be waiting there But the landlord’s black-eyed daughter, Bess, the landlord’s daughter, Plaiting a dark red love-knot into her long black hair. ………………………………………………………………………………………………………………….. What makes a good narrative poem?

Narrative poem - A narrative poem is a type of poem that tells a story. ... They tell a story like in a novel and use rhythm and rhyme, like in a poem.

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Identify the strengths – from your perspective – of the poem and its themes.

Strengths of a poem:

• Imaginative • Creative • Descriptive and vivid language (figurative, for example, simile, metaphor, alliteration, onomatopoeia etc). Perspective: A particular perspective is a particular way of thinking about something, especially one that is influenced by your beliefs or experiences. Themes of poetry: A theme in a piece of writing, is an important idea or subject that runs through it. The theme of a piece of poetry, a short story, a novel, or even a work of art, is the underlying message that the writer or artist wants to convey. It can be something as simple as love, or something more complex, such as human versus . Some examples of themes are: • Love • Nature • Good v evil • Identity • Jealousy • Ageing • Celebration However, there are many other themes to discover.

Explore the themes in the poem ‘The Highwayman’.

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What are the strengths of the poem? For example, are there good examples of figurative language used? Where? Why are they effective? For e.g. the image it creates in the readers head.

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Create a synopsis of The Highwayman poem.

Synopsis - A poetry synopsis is closer to being a commentary: it's an

opportunity to describe what holds your collection together and the themes explored in your poems.

A synopsis is a brief and general view of a storyline and other defining factors of a literary work. Also known as a summary or an outline, its a condensed statement of a large piece of work to the point and in an effective manner. It tells us about the plot, style, genre, characters, tone, theme, the story from the beginning, climax, and anti-climax. It is mostly written in active voice and third person. The impression of emotions and feelings is also included in it. In short, it is less, and yet we can understand the critical parts of a story or a poem. It can be of any type – fictional and non- fictional setting. When writing a synopsis, we shouldn’t be over-detailed and wordy. It helps in grabbing the attention and convincing the readers. A synopsis should be long enough to pack in everything good about the story or any writing piece. ______A synopsis conveys the narrative arc, an explanation of the problem or plot, the characters, and how the book or story ends. It ensures character actions and motivations are realistic and make sense. It summarises what happens and who changes from beginning to end of the story.

Another word for a synopsis is summary. ………………………………………………………………………………………………………………… Here is an example of a short synopsis of the story of Jack and Jill:

Jack and Jill is the story of a boy and a girl who went up a hill together. They went to fetch a pail of water, but unfortunately, their plan is disrupted when Jack falls and hits his head, and rolls back down the hill. Then, Jill falls too, and comes tumbling down after Jack.

As you can see, the synopsis outlines what happens in the story. It introduces the main characters and the main plot points without being overly detailed or wordy.

………………………………………………………………………………………………………………….. Here is an example of a synopsis of a TV series – Gotham Gotham is the origin story of the great DC Comics Super-Villains and vigilantes, revealing an entirely new chapter that has never been told. From executive producer/writer Bruno Heller (The Mentalist, Rome), this one-hour drama follows one cop’s rise through a dangerously corrupt city teetering on the edge of evil and chronicles the genesis of one of the most popular super heroes of our time. Brave, earnest and eager to prove himself, the newly minted detective Gordon (Ben McKenzie) is partnered with the brash, but shrewd police legend Harvey Bullock (Donal Logue), as the two stumble upon the city’s highest-profile case ever: the murder of local billionaires Thomas and Martha Wayne.

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1. Summarise each part of the poem 2. Include the themes of the poem 3. Write about the plot points 4. Include any plot twists 5. Discuss character motivations

How to understand a poem: https://www.bbc.co.uk/teach/class-clips-video/english-ks1-ks2-how-to-understand-a-poem/zj7n92p

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Well done for completing your English learning for this week. Don’t forget to share the key pieces of work at: [email protected]

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