Significant Details Year 11 - Presentation Transcript
Your story has Mr Edgecombe in class.
• I could see him playing spider • “You… you…” I could sense him
solitaire on his computer sifting through the vast thesaurus,
• He gesticulated wildly, talking looking for a suitable synonym for
loudly of the beauty of drongo. Finally it came: ‘You…”
Shakespeare. • I put down my pen and shook
• A sliver of mucus dangled from the Gavin’s hand. For the next ten
corner of his mouth, descended minutes we could sit and dream of
slowly before splattering on his tie. interval, as Edgecombe waxed
• He smashed his fist into the table lyrical about the beauty of Frost’s
in front of me. poem.
• • From the back of the classroom I
His pace quickened.
could hear a steady stream of
• Veins stood out on his neck expletives muttered menacingly.
• His eyes lacked focus, staring • Distractedly, his left forefinger
blankly at an imaginary spot wandered to his nostril. Slowly it
through the other side of the wall. explored the inner rim, before
• He chuckled once more and delicately removing a hardened
rubbed his hands together. bogey.
Your story has Mr Edgecombe in class.
ANGRY
• I could see him playing spider • “You… you…” I could sense him
solitaire on his computer sifting through the vast thesaurus,
• He gesticulated wildly, talking looking for a suitable synonym for
loudly of the beauty of drongo. Finally it came: ‘You…”
Shakespeare. • I put down my pen and shook
• A sliver of mucus dangled from the Gavin’s hand. For the next ten
corner of his mouth, descended minutes we could sit and dream of
slowly before splattering on his tie. interval, as Edgecombe waxed
• He smashed his fist into the table lyrical about the beauty of Frost’s
in front of me. poem.
• • From the back of the classroom I
His pace quickened.
could hear a steady stream of
• Veins stood out on his neck expletives muttered menacingly.
• His eyes lacked focus, staring • Distractedly, his left forefinger
blankly at an imaginary spot wandered to his nostril. Slowly it
through the other side of the wall. explored the inner rim, before
• He chuckled once more and delicately removing a hardened
rubbed his hands together. bogey.
Your story has Mr Edgecombe in class.
BORED
• I could see him playing spider • “You… you…” I could sense him
solitaire on his computer sifting through the vast thesaurus,
• He gesticulated wildly, talking looking for a suitable synonym for
loudly of the beauty of drongo. Finally it came: ‘You…”
Shakespeare. • I put down my pen and shook
• A sliver of mucus dangled from the Gavin’s hand. For the next ten
corner of his mouth, descended minutes we could sit and dream of
slowly before splattering on his tie. interval, as Edgecombe waxed
• He smashed his fist into the table lyrical about the beauty of Frost’s
in front of me. poem.
• • From the back of the classroom I
His pace quickened.
could hear a steady stream of
• Veins stood out on his neck expletives muttered menacingly.
• His eyes lacked focus, staring • Distractedly, his left forefinger
blankly at an imaginary spot wandered to his nostril. Slowly it
through the other side of the wall. explored the inner rim, before
• He chuckled once more and delicately removing a hardened
rubbed his hands together. bogey.
Your story has Mr Edgecombe in class.
EXCITED
• I could see him playing spider • “You… you…” I could sense him
solitaire on his computer sifting through the vast thesaurus,
• He gesticulated wildly, talking looking for a suitable synonym for
loudly of the beauty of drongo. Finally it came: ‘You…”
Shakespeare. • I put down my pen and shook
• A sliver of mucus dangled from the Gavin’s hand. For the next ten
corner of his mouth, descended minutes we could sit and dream of
slowly before splattering on his tie. interval, as Edgecombe waxed
• He smashed his fist into the table lyrical about the beauty of Frost’s
in front of me. poem.
• • From the back of the classroom I
His pace quickened.
could hear a steady stream of
• Veins stood out on his neck expletives muttered menacingly.
• His eyes lacked focus, staring • Distractedly, his left forefinger
blankly at an imaginary spot wandered to his nostril. Slowly it
through the other side of the wall. explored the inner rim, before
• He chuckled once more and delicately removing a hardened
rubbed his hands together. bogey.
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