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what is narrative

Narrative is central to children’s learning. They use it as a tool to help them organise their ideas and to explore new ideas and experiences. Composing stories, whether told or written, involves a set of skills and authorial knowledge but is also an essential means for children to express themselves creatively and imaginatively.

The range of narrative that children will experience and create is very wide. Many powerful narratives are told using only images. ICT texts tell stories using interactive combinations of words, images and sounds. Narrative poems such as ballads The Highwayman tell stories and often include most of the generic features of narrative. Narrative texts can be fiction or non-fiction. A single text can include a range of text types, such as when a story is told with the addition of diary entries, letters or email texts.
Specific features and structures of some narrative types

Children write many different types of narrative through Key Stages 1 and 2. Although most types share a common purpose (to tell a story in some way) there is specific knowledge children need in order to write particular narrative text types. While there is often a lot of overlap (for example, between myths and legends) it is helpful to group types of narrative to support planning for range and progression. Each unit of work in the Primary Framework (fiction, narrative, plays and scripts) provides suggestions for teaching the writing of specific forms or features of narrative. For example: genre (traditional tales), structure (short stories with flashbacks and extended narrative), content (stories which raise issues and dilemmas), settings (stories with familiar settings, historical settings, imaginary worlds) and style (older literature, significant authors).
Features of traditional tales

Traditional or ‘folk’ tales include myths, legends, fables and fairy tales. Often originating in the oral tradition, examples exist in most cultures, providing a rich, culturally diverse resource for children’s reading and writing. Many of these stories served an original purpose of passing on traditional knowledge or sharing cultural beliefs.

They tend to have themes that deal with life’s important issues and their narrative structures are often based on a quest, a journey or a series of trials and forfeits. Characters usually represent the archetypical opposites of good and evil, hero and villain, strong and weak or wise and foolish.

The style of traditional stories usually retains links with their origins in oral storytelling: rich, evocative vocabulary, repetition and patterned language, and strong use of imagery. When written in a traditional style, they also use some archaic language forms and vocabulary. Many regional stories include localised vocabulary and dialect forms.

Different types of traditional tales tend to have some narrative features (purpose, characters, language, style, structure) of their own.
Purpose:

The essential purpose of narrative is to tell a story, but the detailed purpose may vary according to genre. For example, the purpose of a myth is often to explain a natural phenomenon and a legend is often intended to pass on cultural traditions or beliefs.

Important : hay, if you want to know more about narrative, you can visit this link. http://nationalstrategies.standards.dcsf.gov.uk/node/102717

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sample of narrative text

"The Black Cat"

I don’t expect you to believe the story I am about tell you. But in order to die, peacefully, I must tell my story.

My wife and I loved pets. One of my wife’s favorite pets was Pluto, a cat. Pluto was a very clever black cat.

One day I came home very drunk. I was in a very bad temper. For some reasons, Pluto made me angry. In a rage I seized the cat, took a small knife out of my pocket and cut its throat and took one of its eyes out! Then a hung the poor creature until it was dead.

The next morning, I woke up and remembered what I had done and I felt very sorry. I buried my memory in a drink.

One night my house was burning. There was suddenly nothing left, but a strange thing happened. I found in my bedroom wall the shape of a huge cat with one eye and a rope around its neck. I was terrified and could not forget such a horrible sight.
I regretted and felt sorry for Pluto so I bought another cat to take Pluto’s place. This cat had white patch on its chest.

I soon began to dislike the cat because it often stared at me with a strange and hatred look. It terrified me very much.

One day my wife and I went to the cellar. I was getting drunk at that time. The cat followed us. It got between my feet and nearly made me trip down the stairs. I was carrying an axe in my hand. I was so angry that I raised my axe wanting to kill the poor animal when my wife prevented me from doing so. My rage soon directed the axe at her. She fell dead at my feet.

Then I dug grave to hide her body inside the cellar wall. I looked for the cat because I decided to kill it too, but I couldn’t find it anywhere.

The fourth day after the death of my wife, the police came to my house because of my neighbors` suspicion. The police searched the house and found nothing. I was so glad that I said “Gentlemen, this is a well-built house. Look at this wall.” I lifted a stick and beat the wall in which I had buried my wife.

As soon I had done that wall. The sound was like a crying child but was not human.
The police were suspicious and they tore the wall down. The body of my wife was visible and sitting in front of her dead body was Pluto, the cat that had caused me to be hanged for murdering my wife.

Note : you can take this sample of narrative text to you learn at home, especially for Junior High school level. but it i never mind if anybody take this sample.

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feel this poetry in your bone

Alone With Everybody
Charles Bukowski

the flesh covers the bone
and they put a mind
in there and sometimes a soul,
and the women break
vases against the walls
and the men drink too much
and nobody finds the one
but keep looking crawling in
and out of beds.
flesh covers the bone
and the flesh searches
for more than flesh.

there's no chance at all:
we are all trapped
by a singular fate.

nobody ever finds the one.

the city dumps fill
the junkyards fill
the madhouses fill
the hospitals fill
the graveyards fill

nothing else
fills.