“The Jacket”
Fictional Narrative Assessment
Gary Soto’s “The Jacket” tells the story of a jacket that the author received when he was in 6th grade. The jacket his mother lovingly purchased for him was NOT the kind of jacket he had asked for, and in his eyes, brought him three years of bad luck. Rewrite Soto’s personal narrative as if his mother HAD bought him the neat jacket - “like bikers wear: black leather and silver studs with enougt belts to hold down a small town.” Tell your version from the day the author sees the jacket on his bedpost, to the end of day when he first wore the new jacket to school. (Paragraphs 3-8)
Hill have more confidence
He hung out with cool kids
The playground terrorist ran away from him He actroled played with …show more content…
I grabbed the jacket sitting on my bed inspecting it. It looks shinny black and enough belts to hold down a small town. ¨This was exactly what I wanted.¨ I said. Then I knew it was mine.
But just as said this my mom shouts deadly words, ¨your jacket is in the closet.¨ Slowly and sadly I went to the closet scrambling through where there was no other jacket. I went to my mother with the jacket, the one I was hoping to get.¨Their is no other jacket is this one mine.¨ I say. ¨Yes¨ said my mom. Running to my room while putting the jacket on, saying ¨Thank you, thank you, thank …show more content…
But I still had a sick feeling in my stomach we had our first math test today and I forgot to study. I took the test. Waiting, waiting, waiting. My test finally came back. ¨Yes¨ I say as I got my grade, back that day. I got an A+.
At lunch, everyone came and sat by me. At recess the playground T which stands for terrorist, ¨Nice jacket where can I get one.¨ That was a first he ever said that to anyone. I was starting to think this jacket is lucky. So I went to play kickball and hit a homerun every time.
Back in class all of the sudden BING, BING, BING, the fire alarm went off. All running outside, I grab my new jacket. Walking past all the older kids. Whispers starting filling my ears with good things about me and my jacket. When the fire drill we did the state capitals I was the only one who got all the state capitals right. So then I got a HUGE bag of candy. Every girl came, saying do you want to hang out can we play. I was a magnet that everyone came to.
I through my books on the bed and approached the jacket slowly as if it was a new puppy just waiting to play. I grabbed the jacket sitting on my bed inspecting it. It looks shinny black and enough belts to hold down a small town. ¨This was exactly what I wanted.¨ I said. Then I knew it was
Fictional Narrative Assessment
Gary Soto’s “The Jacket” tells the story of a jacket that the author received when he was in 6th grade. The jacket his mother lovingly purchased for him was NOT the kind of jacket he had asked for, and in his eyes, brought him three years of bad luck. Rewrite Soto’s personal narrative as if his mother HAD bought him the neat jacket - “like bikers wear: black leather and silver studs with enougt belts to hold down a small town.” Tell your version from the day the author sees the jacket on his bedpost, to the end of day when he first wore the new jacket to school. (Paragraphs 3-8)
Hill have more confidence
He hung out with cool kids
The playground terrorist ran away from him He actroled played with …show more content…
I grabbed the jacket sitting on my bed inspecting it. It looks shinny black and enough belts to hold down a small town. ¨This was exactly what I wanted.¨ I said. Then I knew it was mine.
But just as said this my mom shouts deadly words, ¨your jacket is in the closet.¨ Slowly and sadly I went to the closet scrambling through where there was no other jacket. I went to my mother with the jacket, the one I was hoping to get.¨Their is no other jacket is this one mine.¨ I say. ¨Yes¨ said my mom. Running to my room while putting the jacket on, saying ¨Thank you, thank you, thank …show more content…
But I still had a sick feeling in my stomach we had our first math test today and I forgot to study. I took the test. Waiting, waiting, waiting. My test finally came back. ¨Yes¨ I say as I got my grade, back that day. I got an A+.
At lunch, everyone came and sat by me. At recess the playground T which stands for terrorist, ¨Nice jacket where can I get one.¨ That was a first he ever said that to anyone. I was starting to think this jacket is lucky. So I went to play kickball and hit a homerun every time.
Back in class all of the sudden BING, BING, BING, the fire alarm went off. All running outside, I grab my new jacket. Walking past all the older kids. Whispers starting filling my ears with good things about me and my jacket. When the fire drill we did the state capitals I was the only one who got all the state capitals right. So then I got a HUGE bag of candy. Every girl came, saying do you want to hang out can we play. I was a magnet that everyone came to.
I through my books on the bed and approached the jacket slowly as if it was a new puppy just waiting to play. I grabbed the jacket sitting on my bed inspecting it. It looks shinny black and enough belts to hold down a small town. ¨This was exactly what I wanted.¨ I said. Then I knew it was