Your book, your story

Yesterday you picked out a book. You will read it the coming weeks. If you chose a short book, perhaps you will also read a second one.

Thursday –  Reading class

Friday – Writing class

Easter break

Thursday – Reading

Friday – Writing

 

How are you supposed to read?

Make sure to decide to read. Book a date with yourself. Make sure you have at least an hour. Make it cosy. Turn off your phone. Have some milk and cookies. You get the general idea. 🙂

What are you supposed to write?

The aim of the activity is to write a continuation of the story.

  • If you have already finished reading the whole book: write the first chapter of a sequel, with the same characters, style and tone.
  • If you have read only part of the book: write the next chapter. Try to keep the tone and style  consistent with what you have read so far.

From Darkness at Noon

THE CELL DOOR SLAMMED BEHIND RUBASHOV. He remained leaning against the door for a few seconds, and lit a cigarette. On the bed to his right lay two fairly clean blankets, and the straw mattress looked newly filled. The wash-basin to his left had no plug, but the tap functioned. The can next to it had been freshly disinfected, it did not smell.

The walls on both sides were of solid brick, which would stifle the sound of tapping, but where the heating and drain pipe penetrated it, it had been plastered and resounded quite well; besides, the heating pipe itself seemed to be noise-conducting. The window started at eye-level; one could see down into the courtyard without having to pull oneself up by the bars. So far everything was in order.

He yawned, took his coat off, rolled it up and put it on the mattress as a pillow. He looked out into the yard. The snow shimmered yellow in the double light of the moon and the electric lanterns. All round the yard, along the walls, a narrow track had been cleared for the daily exercise. Dawn had not yet appeared; the stars still shone clear and frostily, in spite of the lanterns. On the rampart of the outside wall, which lay opposite Rubashov’s cell, a soldier with slanted rifle was marching the hundred steps up and down; he stamped at every step as if on parade. From time to time the yellow light of the lanterns flashed on his bayonet.

Rubashov took his shoes off, still standing at the window. He put out his cigarette, laid the stump on the floor at the end of his bedstead, and remained sitting on the mattress for a few minutes. He went back to the window once more. The courtyard was still; the sentry was just turning; above the machine-gun tower he saw a streak of the Milky Way.

 

Wordlist

Noon – mitt på dagen, middagstid

Straw mattress – madrass

wash-basin  – tvättställ

stifle –  tysta

plastered – gipsad

noise-conducting – ljudförstärkande

shimmering – skimmrande

rampart – värn, en väg man kan gå på en mur

lanterns – lyktor

Milky Way – Vintergatan

8 reaktioner till “Your book, your story”

  1. He will have a fight with a prison inmate and then trying to get revenge to that inmate then escape from the prison with his cellmate but 9 month after the escape he got caught in Germany with a false name and a false passport and his cellmate got caught while they were escaping.

    Gilla

  2. Rubashov is in prison and he planning to escape from there but he is coming up some ide but he didn’t knew how it could work. But suddenly en soldier came who was serving a food and he trying to fool him and he said; I want to give you something very expensive and that things is going to change your hole live but you to do me a favor

    Gilla

  3. Then he knew he had to escape the prison, he did get a feeling, a feeling that no human could discribe. He felt like something was waiting for him on the other side of the mountain. Maybe it was a person, a letter or something that would make him feel like the skies. He sat down on the bed and started planing the escape of the bunkers of hell wich is the name of the prision, it was the people who namned the prision. of its darkness and noises. He woke up the next morning, he put on his chlothes and flexed his fists.

    Gilla

  4. rubashov is in jail and he is trying to escape , but from the look of things it will be hard because there so many gard, grading the place, so keep turning and look outside from his cell window to see if there is any chance to escape. The prison windows are little bit difficult to break down, so he try leading one of the gard to come in his room with the doors and windows keys, by him saying, he need some fresh air in his room, when the gard came and open his windows and left, ten minute later the gard came to close it, which he did but he did not know that Rubashov have broken the window handle so the gard though it was locked so left. middle of the night they heard someone is trying to broke out, there was alarm, alarming the hole prison and all the prisoner woke up and the gards came, they two gards bleeding on the floor. Rubashov nearly escaped from prison.

    Gilla

  5. He will try to escape from the prison. maybe he will find away to get out of the cell or he satnd the window makes he think how to get or an ide.

    Gilla

  6. I think he is trying to get out of the cell by studying the screen carefully to see if there is a way out
    and the dream that he is stuck in.

    Gilla

  7. Then he knew he had to escape the prison, he did get a feeling, a feeling that no human could discribe. He felt like something was waiting for him on the other side of the mountain. Maybe it was a person, a letter or something that would make him feel like the skies. He sat down on the bed and started planing the escape of the bunkers of hell wich is the name of the prision, it was the people who namned the prision. of its darkness and noises. He woke up the next morning, he put on his chlothes and flexed his fists.

    part2 – He cracked the door open, and looked if there were any guards nearby. He silently snuck out, and walked pass guard after guard. The guards could not hear him walk because it was so much hay on the floor. his steps were as silent as a book..´After a few steps he were out of the prision, he felt the spirit that was looking for him, instantly he felt stronger and ran until his feet started to bleed. The more he ran the feeling was getting stronger.

    Gilla

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