6P English - Pere La Chaise
This week in our home learning, we have been building on our narrative skills by developing our abilities to interweave description and action to create atmosphere. Our additional challenge was to change atmosphere throughout a piece of writing, and some in our group absolutely smashed it! Our writing is based on the animation Pere La Chaise - which tells the story of a young girl running through the famous French cemetery, which contains the graves of many people who have been particularly influential to French life and culture.
Rufus was able to use a range of figurative language, intersperse description with action and create different atmospheres within each section of his writing.
The Ghosts of Pere la Chaise by Rufus
The brilliant, starlit sky shone down on the beautiful city of Paris that was dead silent in the moonlight. Despite the darkness, the Eiffel Tower was still standing tall, proud and glowing; most of Paris was beautiful and attractive but an area that was not beautiful (but still tourist attractive) was the Pere la Chaise cemetery. The gravestones were covered in ancient, sticky moss and the ground teemed with spiders, crawling in between the cobblestone path. Many famous French people had been buried in the Pere La Chaise cemetery and worst of all, it was believed to be haunted with ghosts.
A girl was sprinting frantically down the path of the cemetery, turning left and right and left and right, she continued to run up and down the paths rapidly panted in and out and in and out, until, she realised something was chasing her...
She looked around and noticed that there were hundreds maybe thousands of orange glowing orbs surrounding her. She was still running but no longer looking directly forward but gazing all around her at this wonderful scene, some bounced on top of her head, some spun round and round her face making her dizzy with excitement. She had now however, lost focus of where she was running and BANG she crashed into a grave.
The girl looked up at the grave she’d bashed into, and out loud she read, “Here lies the grave of Chopin.” She read this with a tear in her eye, then suddenly, out of nowhere, beautiful music began to play, music that would put a giant to sleep, music that would end all conflict in the world. The girl heard this music as well and could just about see a flicker of light, she took a step towards it, closer and closer and closer, would this be her fate...?
Izzabella has created effective atmosphere through her description, and has used figurative language to good effect.
The Ghosts of Pere la Chaise By Izzabella
The Eiffel Tower stood proudly in the middle of Paris, beaming down at everyone who passed. Many lights were lit around the city giving it a warm glow. It was so quiet you could hear nightingales sing a duet with the calm music of a late night musician. You could smell baking bread where the baker was getting tomorrow's batch ready.
But if you looked closer you could see a small graveyard in distance where the graves were tumbled down and rotten like withered flowers. You could hear nothing, but somehow it wasn’t calm and peaceful it was eerie and scary. The smell of dead plants spread across the graveyard like a infection.
Running through the graveyard was a hooded figure; it twisted and turned while running. Intrigued, spirits disguised as harmless fire-flies left their grungy, collapsed graves to find out what was happening as she ran in no pattern. Where was she going? She paused. She smiled. Had she reached her destination? She had stopped at Chopin’s grave. Suddenly, music started playing in the silent graveyard she looked up at where the music was coming from and hastily crept up the steps...