Kategorier: Alla - guilt - regret - sin - theft

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The Pie - The Best Story I Read This Semester

A young boy's experience of stealing a pie from a market serves as a powerful narrative, teaching the lesson that committing sins, such as theft, leads to feelings of guilt and regret.

The Pie - The Best Story I Read This Semester

The Pie - The Best Story I Read This Semester

Reading Strategies

Text to self connection
Prediction

Audio Note

Theme - what is the life lesson of this story? the life lesson of this story is to not commit sins. for example in this story the boy commits the sin of stealing. for example "I nearly wept trying to decide which to steal". After the boy steals the pie he feels guilty . For example "I sat on the curb, the pie tin glared at me and rolled away when the wind picked up my face was sticky with guilt".

Literary Elements

Character: The little boy who steals the pie. the story revolves around his guilty thoughts after stealing the pie
Conflict: The conflict in the story is the conflict is when the boy steals the pie from the market. "but boredom made me sin once at the German market I stood before a rack of pies my sweet tooth gleaming and the juice of guilt wetting and underarms .this quote shows the conflict the character is having about sinning and stealing a pie

Video - I picked this video because it shows student acting out the story

Literary Devices

An example of foreshadowing is when the boy thinks about stealing the pie and then does it.
Setting : this story takes place at a market where a boy steals .

Why?

The second reason why the story is meaningful is because it is relatable because I've done something like this in the past. For example I stole candy from the store and I regret doing it.
The first reason why the story is meaningful is because its teaching people not to steal . for example for example in paragraph 8 after stealing the pie the naranather said I sat on the curb .the pie tin glared at me and rolled away when the wind picked up my face was sticky with guilt