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<h4>Hello Students, read the below article then on your own webpage on www.goodtoknow.com, write a short constructed response using "R-A-C-E-" as instructed in class.</h4>
 
<h4>Hello Students, read the below article then on your own webpage on www.goodtoknow.com, write a short constructed response using "R-A-C-E-" as instructed in class.</h4>
 
    
 
    
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       '''What do you think was the author's purpose in writing the story?'''
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       '''How was it possible to know that the princess was a REAL princess?'''
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       '''Use at least two details from the passage to support your response.'''
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       '''Use at least one detail from the passage to support your response.'''
  
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<br><br>'''<h4>THE FARMYARD ROOSTER AND THE WEATHER ROOSTER</h4>'''
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<br><br>'''<h4>THE REAL PRINCESS</h4>'''
  
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<br>THERE were once two roosters; one of them stood on a dunghill, the other on the roof. Both were conceited, but the question is, Which of the two was the more useful?
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A wooden partition divided the poultry-yard from another yard, in which lay a heap of manure sheltering a cucumber bed. In this bed grew a large cucumber, which was fully aware that it was a plant that should be reared in a hotbed.
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<br>There was once a prince who wanted to marry a princess. But she must be a real princess, mind you. So he traveled all around the world, seeking such a one, but everywhere something was in the way. Not that there was any lack of princesses, but he could not seem to make out whether they were real princesses; there was always something not quite satisfactory. Therefore, home he came again, quite out of spirits, for he wished so much to marry a real princess.
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<br>"It is the privilege of birth," said the Cucumber to itself. "All cannot be born cucumbers; there must be other kinds as well. The fowls, the ducks, and the cattle in the next yard are all different creatures, and there is the yard rooster—I can look up to him when he is on the wooden partition. He is certainly of much greater importance than the weather-vane, who is so highly placed, and who can't even creak, much less crow—besides, he has neither hens nor chickens, and thinks only of himself, and perspires verdigris. But the yard rooster is something like a rooster. His gait is like a dance, and his crowing is music, and wherever he goes it is instantly known. What a trumpeter he is! If he would only come in here! Even if he were to eat me up, stalk and all, it would be a pleasant death." So said the Cucumber.
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<br>One evening a terrible storm came on. It thundered and lightened, and the rain poured down; indeed, it was quite fearful. In the midst of it there came a knock at the town gate, and the old king went out to open it.
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<br>During the night the weather became very bad; hens, chickens, and even the rooster himself sought shelter. The wind blew down with a crash the partition between the two yards, and the tiles came tumbling from the roof, but the weather-vane stood firm. He did not even turn round; in fact, he could not, although he was fresh and newly cast. He had been born full-grown and did not at all resemble the birds, such as the sparrows and swallows, that fly beneath the vault of heaven. He despised them and looked upon them as little twittering birds that were made only to sing. The pigeons, he admitted, were large and shone in the sun like mother-of-pearl. They somewhat resembled weather-vanes, but were fat and stupid and thought only of stuffing themselves with food. "Besides," said the weather-vane, "they are very tiresome things to converse with."
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<br>It was a princess who stood outside. But O dear, what a state she was in from the rain and bad weather! The water dropped from her hair and clothes, it ran in at the tips of her shoes and out at the heels; yet she insisted she was a real princess.
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<br>The birds of passage often paid a visit to the weather-vane and told him tales of foreign lands, of large flocks passing through the air, and of encounters with robbers and birds of prey. These were very interesting when heard for the first time, but the weather-vane knew the birds always repeated themselves, and that made it tedious to listen.
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<br>"Very well," thought the old queen; "that we shall presently see." She said nothing, but went into the bedchamber and took off all the bedding, then laid a pea on the sacking of the bedstead. Having done this, she took twenty mattresses and laid them upon the pea and placed twenty eider-down beds on top of the mattresses.
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<br>"They are tedious, and so is everyone else," said he; "there is no one fit to associate with. One and all of them are wearisome and stupid. The whole world is worth nothing—it is made up of stupidity."
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<br>The princess lay upon this bed all night. In the morning she was asked how she had slept.
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<br>The weather-vane was what is called "lofty," and that quality alone would have made him interesting in the eyes of the Cucumber, had she known it. But she had eyes only for the yard rooster, who had actually made his appearance in her yard; for the violence of the storm had passed, but the wind had blown down the wooden palings.
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<br>"Oh, most miserably!" she said. "I scarcely closed my eyes the whole night through. I cannot think what there could have been in the bed. I lay upon something so hard that I am quite black and blue all over. It is dreadful!"
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<br>"What do you think of that for crowing?" asked the yard rooster of his hens and chickens. It was rather rough, and wanted elegance, but they did not say so, as they stepped upon the dunghill while the rooster strutted about as if he had been a knight. "Garden plant," he cried to the Cucumber. She heard the words with deep feeling, for they showed that he understood who she was, and she forgot that he was pecking at her and eating her up—a happy death!
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<br>It was now quite evident that she was a real princess, since through twenty mattresses and twenty eider-down beds she had felt the pea. None but a real princess could have such a delicate feeling.
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<br>Then the hens came running up, and the chickens followed, for where one runs the rest run also. They clucked and chirped and looked at the rooster and were proud that they belonged to him. "cuck-a-doodle-doo!" crowed he; "the chickens in the poultry-yard will grow to be large fowls if I make my voice heard in the world."
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<br>So the prince took her for his wife, for he knew that in her he had found a true princess. And the pea was preserved in the cabinet of curiosities, where it is still to be seen unless someone has stolen it.
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<br>And the hens and chickens clucked and chirped, and the rooster told them a great piece of news. "A rooster can lay an egg," he said. "And what do you think is in that egg? In that egg lies a basilisk. No one can endure the sight of a basilisk. Men know my power, and now you know what I am capable of, also, and what a renowned bird I am." And with this the yard rooster flapped his wings, erected his comb, and crowed again, till all the hens and chickens trembled; but they were proud that one of their race should be of such renown in the world. They clucked and they chirped so that the weather-vane heard it; he had heard it all, but had not stirred.
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<br>And this, mind you, is a real story.
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<br>"It's all stupid stuff," said a voice within the weather-vane. "The yard rooster does not lay eggs any more than I do, and I am too lazy. I could lay a wind egg if I liked, but the world is not worth a wind egg. And now I don't intend to sit here any longer."
 
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<br>With that, the weather-vane broke off and fell into the yard. He did not kill the yard rooster, although the hens said he intended to do so.
 
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<br>And what does the moral say? "Better to crow than to be vainglorious and break down at last."
 

Revision as of 05:14, 29 May 2020

Hello Students, read the below article then on your own webpage on www.goodtoknow.com, write a short constructed response using "R-A-C-E-" as instructed in class.

      How was it possible to know that the princess was a REAL princess?
      Use at least one detail from the passage to support your response.


THE REAL PRINCESS



There was once a prince who wanted to marry a princess. But she must be a real princess, mind you. So he traveled all around the world, seeking such a one, but everywhere something was in the way. Not that there was any lack of princesses, but he could not seem to make out whether they were real princesses; there was always something not quite satisfactory. Therefore, home he came again, quite out of spirits, for he wished so much to marry a real princess.
One evening a terrible storm came on. It thundered and lightened, and the rain poured down; indeed, it was quite fearful. In the midst of it there came a knock at the town gate, and the old king went out to open it.
It was a princess who stood outside. But O dear, what a state she was in from the rain and bad weather! The water dropped from her hair and clothes, it ran in at the tips of her shoes and out at the heels; yet she insisted she was a real princess.
"Very well," thought the old queen; "that we shall presently see." She said nothing, but went into the bedchamber and took off all the bedding, then laid a pea on the sacking of the bedstead. Having done this, she took twenty mattresses and laid them upon the pea and placed twenty eider-down beds on top of the mattresses.
The princess lay upon this bed all night. In the morning she was asked how she had slept.
"Oh, most miserably!" she said. "I scarcely closed my eyes the whole night through. I cannot think what there could have been in the bed. I lay upon something so hard that I am quite black and blue all over. It is dreadful!"
It was now quite evident that she was a real princess, since through twenty mattresses and twenty eider-down beds she had felt the pea. None but a real princess could have such a delicate feeling.
So the prince took her for his wife, for he knew that in her he had found a true princess. And the pea was preserved in the cabinet of curiosities, where it is still to be seen unless someone has stolen it.
And this, mind you, is a real story.