In Touching Sprit Bear Cole had built a table, a chair, and a bed frame form an old foam mattress that was part of his supplies. He made the furniture from driftwood, nails, and scraps left over from the cabin. He also started collecting armloads of firewood, cutting and splitting the wood with a small handsaw and hatchet, and stacking it in a straight pile against the cabin.Cole watched the boat again until it blinked from sight. This time he didn't feel the desperate loneliness and fear of four days earlier. It would not be easy, but he knew now that he could survive. Instead of returning to the cabin, he headed around the shoreline to hike and think.
This is a blog for two 10th grade classes who are doing a modified Literature Circles. Each group has a novel they are reading, and the purpose of this blog is for them to fulfill their assigned roles by posting a comment about their reading activities.
Tuesday, June 7, 2016
Title _Touching Sprit Bear _________________Role Summeraize___________pages read___225-232
In Touching Sprit Bear Cole had built a table, a chair, and a bed frame form an old foam mattress that was part of his supplies. He made the furniture from driftwood, nails, and scraps left over from the cabin. He also started collecting armloads of firewood, cutting and splitting the wood with a small handsaw and hatchet, and stacking it in a straight pile against the cabin.Cole watched the boat again until it blinked from sight. This time he didn't feel the desperate loneliness and fear of four days earlier. It would not be easy, but he knew now that he could survive. Instead of returning to the cabin, he headed around the shoreline to hike and think.
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In Touching Sprit Bear Cole had built a table, a chair, and a bed frame form an old foam mattress that was part of his supplies. He made the furniture from driftwood, nails, and scraps left over from the cabin. He also started collecting armloads of firewood, cutting and splitting the wood with a small handsaw and hatchet, and stacking it in a straight pile against the cabin.Cole watched the boat again until it blinked from sight. This time he didn't feel the desperate loneliness and fear of four days earlier. It would not be easy, but he knew now that he could survive. Instead of returning to the cabin, he headed around the shoreline to hike and think.
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