Transcript Using Context Clues to Understand the meaning of words

CFU
What are we going to do?
What does determine mean?
determine means __________.
Learning Objective: 4L2
In the lesson you will determine the
meaning of phrases used in poetry
by analyzing figurative language.
Vocabulary
1
determine means find
Figurative language is
What are we doing today?
Partner share
Today we will determine the meaning of
_______________ in poetry by
____________figurative language.
APK
What does the phrase, It’s raining cats and dogs,
mean?
Concept Development
Metaphors and Similes create an image of the person or thing being described in
the readers head.
Simile compares two things that
are not alike and uses the words
“like” or “as”
Example:
The cat’s eyes glowed in the
dark like fiery coals.
Langston Hughes
African
American
Notable
Poet
Metaphor compares two things
that are not alike and without
using the words “like” or “as”
Example:
The cat’s eyes were fiery coals
in the dark.
Lived during a time
when African
Americans were
treated unfairly
CFU
What a similie?
What is a metaphor?
_______
Vocabulary
Metaphor and simile, figurative, literal
I, Too
I, too, sing America.
I am the darker brother.
They send me to eat in the kitchen
When company comes,
But I laugh,
And eat well,
And grow strong.
Tomorrow,
I'll be at the table
When company comes.
Nobody'll dare
Say to me,
"Eat in the kitchen,"
Then.
Besides,
They'll see how beautiful I am
And be ashamed-I, too, am America.
By Langston
Hughes
Youth
by Langston Hughes
We have tomorrow
Bright before us
Like a flame.
Yesterday
A night-gone thing,
A sun-down name.
And dawn-today
Broad arch above the road we came.
We march!
Harlem
By Langston Hughes What happens to a dream
deferred?
Does it dry up
like a raisin in the sun?
Or fester like a sore—
And then run?
Does it stink like rotten meat?
Or crust and sugar over—
like a syrupy sweet?
Maybe it just sags
like a heavy load.
Or does it explode?
When Sue Wears Red
When Susanna Jones wears red
her face is like an ancient cameo
Turned brown by the ages.
Come with a blast of trumphets, Jesus!
When Susanna Jones wears red
A queen from some time-dead Egyptian night
Walks once again.
Blow trumphets, Jesus!
And the beauty of Susanna Jones in red
Burns in my heart a love-fire sharp like a pain.
Sweet silver trumphets, Jesus