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
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Group Number
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1
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2
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3
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4
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5
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I.
Language: Appropriate, descriptive words,
figures of speech
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II.
Content: Theme, message or values learned
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III.
Cooperation/Unity: Well participated group
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IV.
Characters portrayed are presented
appropriately
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V.
Choice of materials artistically done and
presented
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Total
Score
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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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