unit1growingup.ppt

Listen to the song and fill in the missing words I ___ to think that I could not ___ ___, And life was _____ _____ an ______ song, But now I know the _____ of ___ ___, I’m ____ on the ______ arms, If I can see it, then I can do it, If I just believe it, there’s nothing to it, I believe I can fly, I believe I can ___ the ____, I think about it every ____ and ____, ____ my ___ and fly away, I believe I can ____, I see me ____ through that ____ ____, I believe I can fly… See I was on the ____ of _____ _____, Sometimes ____ can seem so _____, There are ____ in ___ I must _____, But first I know it _____ ____ of me. If I can see it, then I can be it, If I just believe it, there’s nothing to it. I believe I can fly, I believe I can touch the sky, I think about it every night and day, spread my wings and fly away, I believe I can soar, I see me running through that open door, I believe I can fly… Watch the video and discuss the given topics. Focus-on 1 The idea of becoming a writer had come to my off and on since my childhood in Belleville, but it wasn’t until my third year in high school that the possibility took hold. Until then I’d been bored by everything associated with English courses. I found English grammar dull and difficult. I hated the assignments to turn out long, lifeless paragraphs that were agony for teachers to read and for me to write. 2 When our class was assigned to Mr. Fleagle for third-year English I anticipated another cheerless year in that most tedious subject. Mr. Fleagle had a reputation among students for dullness and inability to inspire. He was said to be very formal, rigid and hopelessly out of date. To me he looked to be sixty or seventy and excessively prim. He wore primly severe eyeglasses, his wavy hair was primly cut and primly combed. He wore prim suits with neckties set primly against the collar buttons of his white shirts. He had a primly pointed jaw, a primly straight nose, and