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Photos taken from Nottingham castle. Copyright Nottingham Castle. Used with kind permission.


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Hide and Reveal


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Spotlight


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WhoWhen

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The castle has a moat

There are some crennelations

Over the door there is a portcullis

In the wall there are some holes

People are going in to the castle** Make up your own**


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Know Want to know Learning


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Tales

from the

Greenwood


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Two men crept ever closer. Clouds shifted.

Moonlight seeped into the dark night. The

figures paused.

How on earth? Will Scarletts whisper

was swallowed by the blackness as thebattlements of Nottingham Castle were

revealed. Well never get in there, Robin.

No reply came so Will turned. He could see

Robins furrowed brow as his eyes scanned

the castle defences. It was six hours sinceMaid Marion had disappeared. Their clothes

still reeked from the smoke of the hamlet

the Sheriffs men had torched and where

Marion had been giving food to the poor.

Robins face, taut with anger and

determination, was reply enough. To their

right was the drawbridge that led to the

gatehouse. The sharpened teeth of the

portcullis warned against entering thevery mouth of the castle. The outer

curtain walls reared above them, arrow

slits within the crennelated stone.

Sentries chain mail rattled as they

walked the battlements, their shadowsgliding across the keep behind them.

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Darkened murder holes that could spit forth rock,

or oil or fire lay beneath the walkways.

Mortimer, muttered Robin, they never found out

about Mortimer. Come, Will. These walls are toostrong for us but they have a weakness.

With that Robin stepped out onto the highway. He

hoisted his heavy sack onto his broad shoulders,

nestling next to his bow and quiver. The smell ofstale ale spread from Ye Olde Trip to Jerusalem

together with the sound of the last singing drunk.

Robin ducked swiftly though the inns courtyard

and to the stables behind. Bemused, Will strode

after him, shaking his head. Wherever he wasgoing, he was sure to be going in to trouble.

Will saw Robin flitting to the back of the stables,

where an outcrop of rock jutted out below the

castle. As he came up closer to him he steppedbehind a huge tree trunk and began feeling along

the sandstone wall.

Help me, Will.

What am I looking for?


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There should be an outline of a Kings crown

chiselled into the rock. King Edward used it to

get into the castle to murder Mortimer, long

ago. They never knew how he got in.

So how did you know?

My father served King Edward, the hole that is

behind here leads right up into the castle, he

was with him the night Mortimer was killed.

Wills fingers slid across the rock, rough to the

touch and cold as bone. Indentations caused

him to stop and feel closer but then his would

move on, exploring, exploring, exploring. Hemoved Robins sack to one side and felt along

the ground.

Its not on the wall at all but here, Robin, on the floor. He placed Robins

palm onto a carved crown. As soon as Robin felt it he stood up and kickedhard. Once.

Silence. More silence. Will dared not breathe. Glancing down he saw that

inside the crown was a heavy, iron ring. They both grasped it and heaved.

The earth beneath them moved aside and revealed a gaping hole, Mortimershole.


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Weve no light, thought Will. No shields,

no halberds no idea where we are going

to come outbut then neither have

they.

The passage led down on sandstone steps

but quickly it begin to rise up, winding

their path into the castle. Robin and Will

slipped stealthily into the heart of danger.

At last their way was blocked by an irongate that rose above them. See that, Will.

The light?

Will nodded.

That shines down onto the dungeonwhere I reckon theyll have Marion. Some

fool seems to have left the gate ajar. Come

on.

Crouching as they eased their way up thesteps, they prepared every muscle to

spring should there be a trap. Robin

glanced through the gaps, his eyes slowly

finding the iron grille that covered the

dungeon hole.


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Clink!

Robin reeled around in time to evade a towering blow from a gleaming

sword.

Trapped! roared a voice that Robin knew only too well, like rats at

the cheese.

They slid through the open gate and peered down into the dungeon. Eyes

adjusted to the dark, cavernous pit.

There! Will could see the cloak of a woman huddled and curled around

her knees but with eyes of fire.


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Story Ordering

C fi d th t h i ?


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Can you find these suspense techniques?

Hiding

Ellipsis...

Questions of the reader

Character reaction

Varying sentence length for effect

Flashback or detail to make reader wait

Similes for added weight to description

Repetition for impact

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Use this picture to develop a vocabulary of powerful

verbs (any tense)

Past Present Future


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I,we

he,

she,it

Past Present Future

they

How many different ways could we combine


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How many different ways could we combine

these sentences?

Robin was scared of the sheriff.

Robin's hands trembled as he picked up the arrow.

Reorder the words?

Use a comma?

Use a connective?

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Which do you prefer and why?

Make up two sentences for a partner to combine in different

ways

List the new sentences


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Discuss : what would make these sentences clearer?


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Discuss : what would make these sentences clearer?

The dungeon dark as pitch spat fear into the bones of any

man woman or beast that entered it some of whom ofcourse would never leave.

Trembling with cold and the terror of pain Marioncrouched gasping with the grave-still air determined to

kill the guard about to enter her cell.

Why would we want such long sentences?

Make up some more with a partner!

Thoughts, feelings, dialogue of Marion


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Thoughts, feelings, dialogue of Marion

Thoughts, feelings, dialogue of Robin


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Thoughts, feelings, dialogue of Robin

Thoughts, feelings, dialogue of the Sheriff


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Different perspectives


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Marion Robin Sheriff

Similarities and differences of storytelling and narrative.


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Similarities Differences

Similarities and differences of storytelling and narrative.


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Key Questions:

What can we 'see' (and hear) with the storyteller that we

can't when reading?

What is the reader able to do that a listener can't?

What is the difference between the audiences?

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Differences are mainly due to the

audience - one is a reader who has

little voice or body language, theother a listener

Both need to describe the setting

and the characters

Both use a variety of hooks to keep

the audience interested e.g. -

keeping some information hidden

Both use repetition for effect but

storytellers also use it to recap.

A storyteller uses gesture, intonation,

accent. The writer has to describe all

of this.

A storyteller makes the audience

aware of the surroundings and

atmosphere they are in as they

listen.

The storyteller does not always

complete their sentences, leaving the

listener to do so or assume, much like

conversation.

Both have conventions to assist the

audience, particularly in their

opening phrases.

Others? Others?

Which of these are literal and which are figurative?


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Will Scarletts whisper was swallowed by the blackness

Darkened murder holes that could spit forth rock

Literal Figurative


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Can you think of some more for different parts of thecastle :

keep, ramparts, murder holes, dungeons, flags, swords,

arrows, axes etc

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