A few activites to help teach reading comprehension including some on the Hunger Games

1. Reflections Notebook
Lisa Marie Stevenson
RED 6060
University of West Florida

2. Map of Me

3. Blueprint

4. Writing Territories

5. Visualizing/Imagery

6. Connecting Text to Self

7. Connecting Text to Text

8. Connecting Text-to-World

9. Making an Inference

10. Questioning

11. Question Matrix
Event Situation Choice Person Reason Means
What is Katniss’s Where is Panem? Which is a product Who is Gail? Why is the How is Ofxface
Present Mother’s of district 12? futuristic setting killed?
occupation? Grain, wood, coal, crucial?
or fish
What were some Where did Katniss Which did Rue do? Who did Katniss Why did Peeta join How did Katniss kill
Past external & internal find her bow and Sling shot, climb befriend during the the “careers”?
conflicts Katniss arrow? trees, hide, call games?
had to deal with in Mockingjays
the Games?
What can Katniss Where can the Which activities Who can win the Why can the How can the
Possibility do better than most tributes talk without should Katniss games? Capitol have the districts stop the
people? cameras? practice before games? games?
going in the arena?
What would Where would a Which tribute Who would you Why would want to How would you
Probability happen if the good setting be for would have won if most like to meet? watch the Games? change the
children chose not the Hunger Katniss hadn’t Games?
to kill each other? Games? been there?
What will happen When will they Which character Who will want to go Why will the How will Haymitch
Predictability to Peeta & Katniss move? will apologize first? hunting? Capitol be upset feel? (with
after they return with Katniss? neighbors?)
home?
Imagination What might Gale
do when Katniss
When might Gale
and Katniss get
Which one will
Katniss choose?
Who might make a
great parent?
Why might they
still be angry?
How might they
mind their
returns? together? Gale or Peeta? relationship?

12. Summarizing - SWBS

13. Hunger Games Pyramid
Katniss
Poor, Hunter
Futuristic, North America
Volunteered for Hunger Games
Knocked down tracker jacker nest
Blows up food supply with apple
District eleven tribute is killed by spear
Katniss shoots Cato in hand, saving Peeta’s life
Katniss and Peeta almost commit suicide by swallowing nightlock
President Snow threatens Katniss but she goes home with Peeta.

14. The Last Word
The Hunger Games by Suzanne Collins Chapter 11
Sixty seconds to take in the ring of tributes all equidistant from the Cornucopia, a giant
golden horn shaped like a cone with a curbed tail, the mouth of which is at least twenty
feet high, spilling over with the things that will give us life here in the arena. Food,
containers of water, weapons, medicine, garments, fire starters. Strewn around the
Cornucopia are other supplies, their value decreasing the farther they are from the horn.
For instance, only a few steps from my feet lies a three-=foot square of plastic.
certainly it could be of some use in a downpour. But there in the mouth, I can see a
tent pack that would protect from almost any sort of weather. If I had the guts to go in
and fight for it against the other twenty-three tributes. Which I have been instructed not
to do...
I hear his instructions in my head. "Just clear out, put as much distance as you can
between yourselves and the others, and find a source of water.“
But it's tempting, so tempting, when I see the bounty waiting there before me. And I
know that if I don't get it, someone else will. That the Career Tributes who survive the
bloodbath will divide up most of these life-sustaining spoils. Something catches my
eye. There, resting on a mound of blanket rolls, is a silver sheath of arrows and a bow,
already strung, just waiting to be engaged. That's mine, I think, It's meant for me...

15. The Last Word
Suddenly I notice Peeta, he's about five tributes to my right, quite a fair distance, still I
can tell he's looking at me and I think me might be shaking his head...the gong rings
out.
And I've missed it! I've missed my chance! Because those extra couple of seconds I've
lost by not being ready are enough to change my mind about going in. My feet
shuffle for a moment, confused at the direction my brain wants to take and then I
lunge forward, scoop up the sheet of plastic and a loaf of bread...I sprint in twenty
yards to retrieve a bright orange backpack that could hold anything because I can't
stand leaving with virtually nothing.
A boy, reaches the pack at the same time I do and for a brief time we grapple for it and
then he coughs, splattering by face with blood. I stagger back, repulsed by the warm,
sticky spray. Then the boy slips to the ground. That's when I see the knife in his
back...The girl from District 2, ten yards away, running toward me, one hand clutching
a half-dozen knives...She never misses. And I'm her next target.
All the general fear I've been feeling condenses into an immediate fear of this girl, this
predator who might kill me in seconds. Adrenaline shoots through me and I sling the
pack over one shoulder and run full-speed for the woods. I can hear the blade
whistling toward me and reflexively hike the pack up to protect my head. The blade
lodges in the pack. I make for the trees...