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To Do: Refer to my example supplied, then:
1) Read your allocated group excerpt
2) Describe the imagery that the author is trying to create through the words that they use. Use the sentence starter: "The language used suggests that..." OR "The writer compares x to y to help the reader make a mental picture of y as being..."
3) Add the text/line/sentence that you're referring too
4) Pick an image/s that best fits the imagery that the author is trying to create
5) Minimum of 4 examples please

Students - Think about how the words resonate with the images they are trying conjure. What do you see when you read the words?
Think of the overall theme that the author is trying to convey.
For example: How does the author capture the theme of pregnancy without using literal language? What language features do they use instead?

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"And at that moment, when I stepped from my house, there was no sound. No sound at all. No bird call, or tractor grind. No fire crackle or twig snap. As though the moment had been held quiet, for me only, as I stepped out into the morning."

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Text example "...there was no sound. No sound at all"
The language used suggests that the dawn is about to break and nature/people are still asleep

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Text example "..as though the moment had been held quiet, for me only..."
The language used suggests that the narrator is enjoying this one moment of being alone with her thoughts.

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I started over the paddocks towards him then. Slowly, on these heavy knotted legs. Hugely across paddocks I went almost singing. Not singing because of needing every breath, but with the feeling of singing. Why, with the deep twist and pull far down in my back and cramping between the legs? Why the feeling of singing?

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You are at the end of the table, wet and grey. Blood stains your pulsing head. Your arms flail in these new dimensions and your mouth is a circle that opens and closes as you scream for air. All head and shoulders and wide mouth screaming. They have clamped the few inches of cord which is all that is left of your old life now.

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And freedom from the envy I'd felt, watching him these past days, stepping over the paddocks whole and strong. Unable to match his step. Envying his bright striding. But I could love him again this morning. These were the reasons each gnarling of flesh made me glad as I came out into that cradled moment. Look at the sky, look at the earth, I said.

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How strong and well he looked. How alive and strong, stooping over the trunk steadying the saw. Id hated him for days, and now I suddenly loved him again but didn't know why. The saw cracked through the tree setting little splinters of warm wood hopping. Balls of mauve smoke lifted into the air.