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Wednesday, August 29, 2012

Final Teaching Demonstration English I Lesson Plan Prepared By Miss Angel Vic S. Tecson




Semi-Detailed Lesson Plan
English I – A

I.              Objectives

A.         Focus Skills
1.          Identify the type of the essay read.
2.          Determine the literary devices used by the essayist in the reading selection.

B.         Support Skills
1.          Infer the character traits of the writer.
2.          Identify the positive values conveyed in the essay.
3.          Use critical thinking skills in the presentation of their task.

II.            Subject Matter

“My Home”
    By Dr. Jose Rizal
English Communication Arts and Skills, I
Through Filipino Literature
J. Serrano ;
pp. 256-257
 Internet

Visuals:
LCD Projector
Pictures
Audio Visual
Music – “A home is not a house”

III.           Procedure
A.           Motivation

Close your eyes... (Background music – A house is not a Home by Luther Vandros ) Imagine yourself in a place where you feel free, secure and relaxed. Be able to describe this place later.
           
Now, Will you please open your eyes...
Can you describe the place? What is this place?


B.   Unlocking of Difficulties
Arrange the jumbled letters to make a word. Match the highlighted words in the box using contextual clues.

1.  Sefl-deainl – By dint of frugality, he was able to build a stone house, to buy another and to raise a small nipa hut in the midst of a grove we had, under the shade of banana trees.
2.  Bringngi togeterh – The birds and some species of pipit joined the pleasant harmony and raised in varied chorus a farewell hymn to the sun as it vanished behind the tall mountains of my town.
3.  Loginng– When I look out of the window of our house at the splendid panorama of twilight, thoughts that are long since gone renew themselves with nostalgic eagerness.
4.  supmeer – She was to be seen lovely, grave and silent rising like an immense globe which an invisible and omnipotent hand drew through space.
5.  das – My ayah would tell us stories, sometimes lugubrious and at other times cold in which skeletons and buried treasures were mingled in confusion, all of them born of an imagination.

C.                                 Author Study

José Protacio Rizal Mercado y Alonso Realonda or known as Dr. Jose Rizal (June 19, 1861 – December 30, 1896, Bagumbayan).
The content of Rizal's writings changed considerably in his two most famous novels, Noli me Tangere and El Filibusterismo.
  As leader of the reform movement of Filipino students in Spain, he contributed essays,allegories, poems, and editorials to the Spanish newspaper La Solidaridad in Barcelona(in this case Rizal used a pen name, Dimasalang).

D.                           Comprehend the essay/answering the following questions

1.    How will you differentiate a home from a house or a house from a home?
2.    What was Rizal’s favorite spot? Why was it his favorite?
3.    From the account you have just read, can you tell whether Rizal belonged to a well-to-do or a poor family? Give reasons for your answer.
4.    Would you say that Rizal was a lover of nature? Explain your answer.
5.    What other values are conveyed in the essay?
6.    What is this type of essay? Give reasons to your answers.
7.    What are the adjectives Rizal used to describe the trees, the birds, the clouds and the night?
8.    What words (the answers of number seven) appeal to the senses?

Activity: Sensory Images


E.                                 Communication Activity: SGD – Using Multi-Intelligences

In a small group, the students will show the values learned from the essay read. (Family relationship and love for nature)They are given three minutes to discuss their task and five minutes to present their task.

 Each group will be rated on the following criteria (see the Rubrics below)


Artistic Group- Draw their favorite place where they feel comfortable
Interpersonal Group-  Advertise a specific product showing love for nature
Literary Group-  Compose and present a song
Naturalistic Group-  Role Playing
Spatial Group- Design your dream house




F.                                  Evaluation: Using the Rubrics
Each group will choose one representative to rate their classmates’ performances.

Scoring Criteria

Group Number



1
2
3
4
5
I.              Language: Appropriate, descriptive words, figures of speech





II.            Content: Theme, message or values learned





III.           Cooperation/Unity: Well participated group





IV.          Characters portrayed are presented appropriately





V.           Choice of materials artistically done and presented





Total Score
















IV.  Assignment

Write a two-paragraph informal essay about your ideal home. (1 whole sheet of paper)


My Home


   By: Dr. José Rizal

            I have nine sisters and one brother. My father, a model of fathers, had given us an education in proportion to our modest means. By dint of frugality, he was able to build a stone house, to buy another, and to raise a small nipa hut in the midst of a grove we had, under the shade of banana and other trees.
            There the delicious atis displayed its delicate fruit and lowered its branches as if to save me the trouble of reaching out for them. The sweet santol, the scented and mellow tampoy, the pink makopa vied for my favor. Father away, the plum tree, the harsh but flavorous casuy, the beautiful tamarind pleased the eye as much as they delighted the palate. Here the papaya stretched out its broad leaves and tempted the birds with its enormous fruit; there the nangka, the coffee, and the orange trees perfumed the air with the aroma of their flowers. On this side the iba, the balimbing, the pomegranate with its abundant foliage and its lovely flowers bewitched the senses; while here and there rose elegant and majestic palm trees loaded with huge nuts, swaying there proud tops and graceful braches, queens of the forest. I should never end were I to number all are trees and amuse myself identifying them.
            In the twilight innumerable gathered from everywhere and I, a child of three years at most, amuse myself watching them with wonder and joy. The yellow kuliawan, the maya in all its varieties, the kulae, the maria kapra, the martin, all the species of pipit joined the pleasant harmony and raised in varied chorus a farewell hymn to the sun at it vanished behind the tall mountains of my town.
            Then the clouds, through a caprice of nature, combined in a thousand shapes, which would suddenly dissolve even as those charming days were also to dissolve, leaving me only the slightest recollections.  Even now, when I look out of the window of our house at the splendid panorama of twilight, thoughts that are long since gone renew themselves with nostalgic eagerness.
            Came then the night to unfold her mantle, somber at times for all its stars, when the chaste Diana failed to curse through the sky in pursuit of her brother Apollo. But when she appeared, a vague brightness was to be discerned in the clouds; then seemingly they would crumble; a little she was to be seen, lovely, grave, and silent rising like an immense globe which an invisible and omnipotent hand drew through space.
            At such times my mother gathered us all together to say the rosary. Afterward we would go to the azotea or to some window from where the moon could be seen, and my ayah would tell us stories, sometimes lugubrious and at other times gay, in which skeletons and buried treasures and trees that bloomed with diamonds where mingled with confusion, all of them born of an imagination wholly Oriental. Sometimes she told us that men lived on the moon, or that the markings which we could perceive on it were nothing else than a woman who was forever weaving.


















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