July 13-14, 2015
Although I was absent from school, you continued to learn about "wh-" questions. There are three reading levels, followed by leveled questions.
HOMEWORK—LEVEL A: Down These Mean Streets, by Piri Thomas. Page 51
We were ready to fight. “We’re down,” I said softly, “An’ it’s on.”
That night we set a meet with the Jolly Rogers. We put on our jackets with our club name, “TNT’s.” Waneko and I met Picao, Macho, and Cuchee of the Jolly Rogers under the Park Avenue bridge at 104th Street. This was the line between their block and ours. They were Puerto Ricans just like we were, but this didn’t mean anything under our need to keep our reps.
“How’s it going to be?” I asked Macho.
Picao, who I dug as no heart, squawked out, “Sticks, shanks, zips—you call it.”
I looked at him and said, “Yeah, like I figured, you ain’t got no heart for dealing on fists alone.”
Macho, their president, jumped stink and said, “Timeman, we got heart, we deal with our manos. Wanna meet here at 10 tomorrow night?”
“Ten guys each is cool?”
“That’s cool,” Macho said and turned away with his boys.
The next night we got our boys together. They were all there with one exception—Crip. He sent word that he couldn’t make our little 10pm get-together. His sister, skinny Lena, was having a birthday party. We took turns sounding his mother for giving birth to him.
Who is in this passage?
What is happening?
Where does it take place?
When does it take place?
Why is it happening?
HOMEWORK—LEVEL B: Down These Mean Streets, by Piri Thomas. Page 51
We were ready to fight. “We’re down,” I said softly, “An’ it’s on.”
That night we set a meet with the Jolly Rogers. We put on our jackets with our club name, “TNT’s.” Waneko and I met the Jolly Rogers under the Park Avenue bridge at 104th Street. This was the line between their block and ours. They were Puerto Ricans just like we were.
“How’s it going to be?” I asked Macho.
Picao squawked out, “Sticks, shanks, zips—you call it.”
I looked at him and said, “Yeah, like I figured, you ain’t got no heart for dealing on fists alone.”
Macho, their president, jumped stink and said, “We got heart. Wanna meet here at 10 tomorrow night?”
“Ten guys each is cool?”
“That’s cool,” Macho said.
The next night we got our boys together. They were all there with one exception—Crip. He sent word that he couldn’t make our little 10pm get-together.
Who is in this passage?
What is happening?
Where does it take place?
When does it take place?
HOMEWORK—LEVEL C: Down These Mean Streets, by Piri Thomas. Page 51
We were ready to fight. “We’re down. It’s on.”
That night we met with the Jolly Rogers. We put on our jackets with our club name, “TNT’s.” Waneko and I met the Jolly Rogers under the Park Avenue bridge at 104th Street. This was the line between their block and ours. They were Puerto Ricans just like we were.
“How’s it going to be?” I asked Macho.
Picao squawked out, “Sticks, shanks, zips—you call it.”
I looked at him and said, “Yeah, you ain’t got no heart for dealing on fists alone.”
Macho, their president, jumped stink and said, “We got heart. Wanna meet here at 10 tomorrow night?”
“Ten guys each is cool?”
“That’s cool,” Macho said.
The next night we got our boys together. They were all there except Crip. He sent word that he couldn’t make our 10pm get-together.
Who is in this passage?
Where does it take place?
When does it take place?
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