Saturday, July 4, 2015

July 6, 2015

This summer, we will read Down These Mean Streets, by Piri Thomas. Here is the homework for Monday, July 6. The homework is broken down into three different reading levels. Each reading is followed by comprehension questions

Homework A

Momma was cooking, and the smell of rice and beans was beating the smell of Parmesan cheese from the other apartments. I let myself into our new pad. I tried to walk fast past Momma so I could wash up, but she saw me.
“My God, Piri, what happened?” she cried.
“Just a little fight at school, Momma. You know how it is, Momma, I’m new in school an’…” I made myself laugh. Then I made myself say, “But Moms, I whipped the living—outta two guys, an’ one was bigger’n me.”
“Bendito, Piri, I raise this family in Christian way. Not to fight. Christ says to turn the other cheek.”
“Sure, Momma.” I smiled and went and showered, feeling sore at Poppa for bringing us into spaghetti country. I felt my face with easy fingers and thought about all the running back and forth from school that was in store for me.
I sat down to dinner and listened to Momma talk about Christian living without really hearing her. All I could think of was that I had to go out in that street again. I made up all my mind to go out right after I finished eating. I had to, shook up or not; cats like me had to show heart.
“Be back, Moms,” I said after dinner, “I’m going out on the stoop.” I got halfway to the stoop and turned and went back to our apartment. I knocked.
“Who is it?” Momma asked.
“Me, Momma.”
She opened the door. “Que pasa?” she asked.
“Nothing, Momma, I just forgot something," I said. I went into the bedroom and fiddled around and finally copped a funny book and walked out the door again. But this time I made sure the switch on the lock was open, just in case I had to get back real quick. I walked out on that stoop as cool as could be, feeling braver with the lock open.”

  1. Who do we meet?
  2. What did Momma cook?
  3. What religion are they?
  4. Why did Piri want to go back out to the street?
  5. Why did he unlock the door before he left?

Homework B

Momma was cooking, and the smell of rice and beans was beating the smell of Parmesan cheese from the other apartments. I let myself into our new pad.
“Piri, what happened?” she cried.
“Just a little fight at school, Momma. I’m new in school."
“Piri, I raise this family in Christian way. Not to fight.”
“Sure, Momma.” I smiled and went and showered. I felt my face and thought about all the running back and forth from school that was in store for me.
I sat down to dinner and listened to Momma talk about Christian living. All I could think of was that I had to go out in that street again. I made up all my mind to go out right after I finished eating. I had to; cats like me had to show heart.
“Be back, Moms,” I said after dinner, “I’m going out on the stoop.” I got halfway to the stoop and turned and went back to our apartment. I knocked.
“Who is it?” Momma asked.
“Me, Momma.”
She opened the door. “Que pasa?” she asked.
“Nothing, Momma, I just forgot something," I said. I went into the bedroom and copped a funny book and walked out the door again. But this time I made sure the switch on the lock was open, just in case I had to get back real quick. I walked out on that stoop as cool as could be, feeling braver with the lock open.”


Who do we meet?
What religion are they?
Why did Piri want to go back out to the street?

Homework C

Momma was cooking. The smell of rice and beans was beating the smell of Parmesan cheese. I let myself into our new pad.
“Piri, what happened?” she cried.
“Just a little fight at school, Momma. I’m new in school."
“Piri, I raise this family in Christian way. Not to fight.”
“Sure, Momma.” I smiled. 
I sat down to dinner. I had to go out in that street again. I made up my mind to go out after I finished eating. I had to; cats like me had to show heart.
“Be back, Moms. I’m going out on the stoop.” I got halfway to the stoop and turned and went back to our apartment. I knocked.
“Who is it?” Momma asked.
“Me, Momma.”
She opened the door. “Que pasa?” she asked.

“Nothing, Momma, I just forgot something," I said. I went into the bedroom and copped a funny book and walked out the door again. But this time I made sure the switch on the lock was open, just in case I had to get back real quick. I walked out on that stoop as cool as could be, feeling braver with the lock open.”

What character do we meet?
What religion are they?

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