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Group 3 - Watch the BIBA Ad given below and analyse

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Group 3 - Watch the BIBA Ad given below and analyse

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Clever Strategies implemented to transfer a clear message
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BIBA - Change The Convention #ChangeIsBeautiful

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Group 2 - Watch the Mercedes Ad given below and analyse 

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Group 2 - Watch the Mercedes Ad given below and analyse 

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Mercedes Benz Service Close to your Heart Commercial

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Group 1 - Watch the Nike Ad given below and analyse

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Group 1 - Watch the Nike Ad given below and analyse

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Clever Strategies implemented to transfer a clear message
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Marty gave his mother his biggest smile but because of the raging clouds and flying dust. His mother couldn't see him. Marty was standing there waiting for his mother to respond. But she didn't. Marty kept standing there for hours because he was not able to move. In the end Marty's body did not support him he sat down on the muddy path and rested. While his mother got terrified cause she heard something and was sure about that. Some how the night past by. Both of them terrified and uncomfortably slept. The next day Marty went running as fast as he could to reach the farm. He reached and saw his mother making food. Her eyes filled with joy. For she saw here son after so many years.

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Marty's mother was in shock, after so many years her son had come to her, finally all of that sadness had drained out with the rain. Marty's mother wiped out her last tear, and quickly took Marty inside. She gave him a thick sheet to cover him from the cold, and brought him near to the fire. Marty drank hot soup, made out of her mother's hand. He hadn't experienced this richness for a long time. Marty's mother started to read him a story. They both sat together on the sofa, and looked outside the window, thinking about father. Both were delighted to meet each other after a decade. Marty decided to stay, he had to help out his mother, as she was getting older by the day. Every night before going to bed, Marty's mother used to read him a story. Marty shared how he spent his time outside in the world. This experience was one to never forget, and both mother and son cherished this moment, and lived happily ever after.

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As the door opened, he turned towards her and gave her his biggest smile. He knew this would most likely be the last time he would see his mother. While he was smiling, he regretted ever leaving the house. The strong wind swept him away and his mother watched him go.

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Mr. Bleaney

Let's listen to this poem. On a large piece of paper write down ONE ACTION VERB which stood out for you the most, hold it up to your screen, and explain why.

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Mr Bleaney

from The Collected Poems (Faber, 1993), by permission of the publisher, Faber & Faber Ltd. Recording used by permission of Mr. John Weeks.

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Mr. Bleaney 'This was Mr Bleaney's room. He stayedThe whole time he was at the Bodies, tillThey moved him.' Flowered curtains, thin and frayed,Fall to within five inches of the sill, Whose window shows a strip of building land,Tussocky, littered....

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Istanbul by Orhan Pamuk Using Text-Directed Questions (TDQs). 1. What does the writer call his home "museum house"? 2. What reasons does he give for preferring darkness to light? 3. How does the author make you aware of Istanbul's past grandeurs? How do these compare to today, and how do you think the author feels about that? 

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Istanbul by Orhan Pamuk Using Text-Directed Questions (TDQs). 1. What does the writer call his home "museum house"? 2. What reasons does he give for preferring darkness to light? 3. How does the author make you aware of Istanbul's past grandeurs? How do these compare to today, and how do you think the author feels about that? 