DVD Pieces
From Cider with Rosie by Laurie Lee
Mother, like Gran Trill, lived by no clocks, and unpunctuality was bred in her bones. She was particularly off hand where buses were concerned and missed more than she ever caught. In the free going days when only carrier carts ran to Stroud she would often hold them up for an hour, but when the motor bus started she saw no difference and carried on in the same old way. Not till she heard its horn winding down from Sheepscombe did she ever begin to get ready. Then she would cram on her hat and fly round the kitchen with cries and howls.
‘Where’s my gloves? Where’s my handbag? Where’s my shoes? You can’t find a thing in this hole! Help me, you idiots – don’t just jangle and jarl – you’ll make me miss it. I know. There it comes! Laurie, run up and stop it. Tell them I won’t be a minute …..’ So I’d tear up the bank, just in time as usual.
‘…..Just coming, she says. Got to find her shoes. Won’t be a minute, She says….’ Misery for me. I stood there blushing: the driver honked his horn and all the passengers leaned out of the windows and shook their umbrellas crossly. ‘Mother Lee again. Lost’er shoes again. Come on, put a jerk in it there!’ Then sweet and gay from down the bank would come Mother’s placating voice.
‘I’m coming – yoo – hoo! Just mislaid my gloves. Wait a second! I’m coming, my dears.’
Puffing and smiling, hat crooked, scarf dangling, clutching her baskets and bags, she’ll come hobbling at last through the stinging nettles and climb hiccupping into her seat…….
When neither bus nor carrier cart were running, Mother walked the four miles to the shops. When she tired of this, she’d borrow Dorothy’s bicycle, though she never quite mastered the machine. Happy enough when the thing was in motion, it was stopping and starting that puzzled her.
She had to be launched on her way by running parties of villagers; and to stop she rode into a hedge. With the Stroud Co-op Stores, she had come to a special arrangement. This depended for its success upon a quick ear and timing, and was a beautiful operation to watch. As she coasted downhill towards the shop’s main entrance she would let out one of her screams; an assistant, specially briefed, would tear through the shop, out the side door, and catch her in his arms. He had to be both young and nimble, for if he missed her she piled up by the police station.
From Disneys version of Cinderella
‘Oh dear’, said Cinderella. ‘I will never have time to mend my dress.’ ‘They make Cinderelly work, work, work,’ said a fat mouse named Gus. ‘She will have no time to fix her dress,’ said a skinny mouse named Jack. ‘We can do it!’ cried the mice. ‘We can fix Cinderelly’s dress.’ Gus and Jack sneaked into a big room. The step sisters were dressing for the ball.
‘I hate this old sash’, said Driscilla and she threw it down on the floor.
‘I never want to see these beads again,’ said Anastasia and she dropped them on the floor.
Jack grabbed the sash. Gus picked up the beads. They took them to Cinderella’s room. ‘Look! We found these,’ said Gus. ‘Now we can make Cinderelly’s dress REALLY pretty,’ said Jack They measured. They cut. They folded. They sewed.
They worked and worked as fast as they could. The hours went by quickly. When Cinderella opened the door, she saw something wonderful. Her dress was ready
‘Surprise!’ cried the mice. ‘It is the prettiest dress I have ever seen,’ said Cinderella. And she put it on.
Voice exercises
‘I’ (eye)
High in the pine tree. ‘A’ (ay)
Babies like to play on skates. Please make me a cake.
‘AR’
The farmer works very hard. My car is a fast motor car.
Consonant sounds
End consonants
My cat hid in my hat Don’t forget the bread
Sometimes the consonant sound is in the middle of the word.
Later I will complete the letter
‘TH’
I would like another little brother.
This is my finger
Resonance
My mummy made me some marvelous marmalade
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