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The lines to the right are examples from students in my Maroon 1, Maroon 2, Maroon 3, and Gold 1 classes. I hope you see something that makes you feel inspired, much like I felt as I'm reading the narratives! Each of the samples demonstrates great examples of the standard (in red at the top of each column) of which it is listed under.

Enjoy!

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Occasionally she would pause, trying not to cry, even though a few lone tears leaked out, slowly falling down her face as if they had all the time in the world to reach her chin.

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His mind was like an old machine; with some oil and new parts he was able to think for a while but like all machines, it will break down again and have to be fixed.

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James had  skin like leather, rough and ridged but he had a soft touch when he grabbed your hand and laid it in between both his wrinkled , spotted hands. His smile was weak but is made your insides flutter with happiness. His eyes were a gentle green fading into a light blue, reminding you of the early mornings, and the fresh breeze that comes over you when you walk outside to get the paper.

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Sally had a great childhood, with her days full of hide and seek, kick the can, and riding bikes. She described Montrose as the best place to grow up. It was a gorgeous town with beautiful tree lined streets, parks for children to play in, and the mountains close by with their emerald slopes towering over the tiny houses. It was an extremely small town, if you accidentally dropped the plates on the way to dinner, the whole town would know about it the next day.

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Barbara’s old fashioned home sat on many acres of corn crops and green gardens.  Her mother kept a vegetable garden next to the old rickety shed in which her father kept the faded green and yellow tractor.  For her birthday, her mother went to the convenient store to pick up a few pale pink colored balloons, which made the house smell like new plastic.  Some sugar cubes were set out on the red-stained wooden maple kitchen table for the guests to munch on.

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When I sat down the principal asked, “Have you been swinging on the bars outside at recess?”

I replied with a little bit of a question also, “Yes but what’s the problem with that?”

She answered, “Well some of the teachers have noticed that when you swing around that your panties are visible.”

I said in a smart alic way, “Then don’t look.”

That didn’t go over very well with her and she answered, “Did you not hear me, you’re showing your whole undercarriage to everyone in the school!”
I answered back “Well obviously if I cared mam I would have probably ended the conversation with an eww and I won’t do it again, but I didn’t.”

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“My family is very busy and involved and are out living their own life and struggle to find time to visit me.” Doris whispered in disappointment.

“I’m very sorry, I understand that is very hard.” I said sympathetically.
When she told me this her glasses reflected the water in her eyes like a mirror reflecting a light.

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I am a phoenix. At least that’s what Momma tells me. I remember the first time she said it. We were sitting at the kitchen table, listening to the radio blare the rampage of news we had come to expect.

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When we began asking him about his wife, whom he had introduced to us about halfway through, he was at a loss for words. I could tell he was frustrated with himself. As he struggled and stumbled over his words, he would stop and look into our eyes with those sky blue eyes of his, searching frantically for understanding. Then, he would look towards Joyce, and she took over the speaking for a little while. During this time, the man would close his eyes and breath shallow, quick breaths, smiling as Joyce reminisced in the memories they shared together, the good and the bad.

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Lattie is a 103 year-old woman with short, curly, white hair, large knuckles, inviting eyes, and a face wrinkled with wisdom and experience.

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I came into the little, quiet, white room where resident, Bill found his new home. The blinds were shut and a small shimmer of light crept in through the cracks. But it didn’t take the sun on a cloudy day to make the room glow. Bill was pleased to us, the interviewers, even though we came off shy. Bill was a stocky man sitting comfortably in his chair, designed like the cheap furniture at a Motel 8. His hair was slicked back and he wore pajama-like clothing. He was soft spoken but he had very dynamic and ambitions thoughts.

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I remember quietly walking into the bright room, the aide adjusting Betty to face two chairs. As I walked around Betty in her wheelchair, I built up an image of her face in my mind. I imagined a small old lady, the typical white curly hair, possibly a pair of big round  glasses, a small shaky smile. But I was wrong. Betty did in fact have white curly hair, and did not wear glasses. Her smile wasn’t shaky, it seemed to come easily. She smiled widely at us three girls, and it was impossible not to grin back.

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“The day I took the state patrol test is a day I will never forget,” he said.

“How’d the test go?” I asked.

“Well… the test went fine. But I guess you have to be 160 pounds.  At the time, I only weighed 153.  So before getting to the doctor’s office, I stopped at the grocery store and ate a bunch of bananas.  When I was weighed at the doctor’s office, I was up to 163 pounds!” he said with a small chuckle.

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Standard 3.1a Objective 1: I can use details to paint a picture in a reader’s mind when writing a narrative. 

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Standard 3.1a Objective 1: I can use details to paint a picture in a reader’s mind when writing a narrative. 

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Standard 3.1a Objective 2: I can effectively incorporate meaningful dialogue into an narrative.

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Standard 3.1a Objective 2: I can effectively incorporate meaningful dialogue into an narrative.

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Standard 3.1ai: I can develop a narrative through effective setting, point of view, and character development. 

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Standard 3.1ai: I can develop a narrative through effective setting, point of view, and character development. 

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Standard 3.1b: I can use literary/graphic elements to engage an audience. 

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Standard 3.1b: I can use literary/graphic elements to engage an audience. 

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Standard 3.1c: I can use appropriate vocabulary, sentence structure, and sentence organization to create strong voice in a piece of narrative writing. 

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Standard 3.1c: I can use appropriate vocabulary, sentence structure, and sentence organization to create strong voice in a piece of narrative writing. 