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GCSE: Writing to Inform, Explain and Describe
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Writing to inform
- 1 Give factual information and use a formal style.
- 2 Use straightforward language to convey essential information. Your audience could be anyone.
- 3 Use the present tense, write in short clear sentences, address the reader as 'you'. Use connectives and technical terms.
- 4 Break up your writing with diagrams, illustrations, images and subheadings.
- 5 You can give more information (eg: why and what you find interesting) and the genre could ask you to give instructions, write recipes, give directions or write manuals.
Writing to explain
- 1 Establish who you are writing to and why you are writing.
- 2 Genre – Explaining data, giving a speech or explaining how a mechanism works.
- 3 Purpose – To be clear, to show meaning and to make something clearer.
- 4 Write in the third person, use either past or present tenses, use clear factual language.
- 5 Give a balanced view and use connectives of comparison (whereas, though, while, unless, however).
Writing to describe
- 1 Your thoughts and feelings are important.
- 2 Genre – Writing a story, describe a scene, writing a diary entry.
- 3 Purpose is to build an image in the reader's mind.
- 4 Use adjectives and adverbs, similes, metaphors and all five senses ( touch, smell, taste, sight, sound).
Abandoned, nothing there apart from a few sea gulls pecking at the rubbish left by yesterday's visitors. Empty crisp wrappers, chocolate wrappers, ice cream papers and half eaten cones scatter the yellow sand. Young children stumble onto the moist sand, with small buckets and spades in their hands, they shout and talk in excitement. Damp sand is forced between their toes. Straight away, the young children put on their swimming costumes and are smothered with thick white sun screen, to protect them from the bright sun. Children running towards the shoreline; their parents struggle onto the sand, loaded like camels with everything they will need for their day.
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Panic had started to infiltrate the backstage area. Everyone was on tender hooks and extremely nervous. I had never really felt like this before, it was a totally new feeling for me to be experiencing. People would keep asking if I was alright and if I was ready for the events of tonight. All I could do was stand there, nod my head slowly and silently, and look at my shuffling feet whilst my teacher continued smoothing down my dress and brushing my knotty hair off of my make up clogged face.
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He has a few days of his existence left. I need to provide the fee needed for the fee. I will not allow my father to just exit this world when he still has so much to experience. The rest of my family and friends are relying on me to countenance this competition in order to save my father! I will not give up at any rate for my precious fathers life is on the line.
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feel pressured from their friends to do things they wouldn?t normally do like take drugs or drink alcohol nevertheless when you?re a teenager your friends are your whole life and all you want to do is spend time with them. School can also be a another area of pressure and problems for teenagers but it is also a sociable part of a teenagers life, a place where friendships can be made and laughs can be had .education can put a lot of
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Five days later, still out on sea, total anarchy and chaos hung in the atmosphere as people were screaming, shouting; a half hour ago, the captain of the Titanic had given us a serious caveat: the ship was on a collision course with an ominous iceberg of great magnitude. When I comprehended the words, which had just sailed through my ears, my mouth opened aghast with shock and trepidation; fear surged through my body like a sensation which I had never felt in my entire life.
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Eating was not a major issue for few days as the stock in the ship was enough but with time I had to resort to fishing, which was really challenging as the waves were to harsh. In addition to this, getting a goodnight sleep was another challenge I had to face. Unfortunately, all the furniture and beds were broken thus I had to sleep on a torn mattress, which I luckily found. On the other hand waves were another stumbling block: never in my life I thought I would be scared of waves but I don't know why those waves I heard at night caused a sense of loneliness and fear.
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Creative writing. Smoke was accumulating, there were only a few minutes left till it would drown me. Searching the perimeter for any exits, there were none, only a chair in an empty room.3 star(s)
The clock was ticking. I needed a plan and I needed it quickly, questions gushing, but no answers. They called themselves "The Tiger's Paw", ranked top of the most dangerous terrorist groups in the world; they would kill anyone who would get in their way. Waving my hand in the thin frosty air, catching the taxi drivers' attention, the tires screeching, staining the ground below them. A few minutes later I had reached my destination. Bold colorful words caught my attention "HEATHROW AIRPORT". The board, the flight numbers were rapidly changing, flicking before my eyes. Recalling the flight attendants voice rang in my ears "London to Panama, departing in 15 minutes, please depart to gate 5".
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Write the words of an article for a teenager magazine in which you describe your best teacher, explaining what and how your teacher taught you.3 star(s)
She wasn't a teacher which made me sit down on a chair, and learn. She taught me her strength; the strength she will use to grab me from a lightening car; or carry me to the top of the mountain. She taught me her bravery; the bravery she will use to fight with someone two feet taller than her. I learnt her intelligence; the intelligence which she can use to create a new planet. Don't you just want a teacher to be fun; interesting, and; hyperactive?
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When I walk outside, the people who use to say hi are now acting as though they have no idea who I am. Isn't that unfair? Me being who I am, I say Hi and in return I get a spit in my face like a scum. Life is just not how we expect it to be. Our environment is slowly turning into a trash can because there is no 'respect'. Don't you think life is just unpredictable? Although, it doesn't always end up like this.
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Out to the sea. Hard rust flakes had replaced the hulls black paint in places. Sharp edged barnacles stuck fast to the shipside.3 star(s)
I couldn't let those hardened sea dogs see me vomit. I stole a glance at my brother. Ashen faced, he was thinking the same thing. An anchored ship makes not a sound. The swell threw the boat about roughly, squeezing the rubber fenders against the shipside, causing a wailing sound. It stood out against a vast empty quietness, like a baby crying, sad and forlorn. There are other sounds too, if you care to listen. Some waves go off in wrong directions, hit against others and make low lapping sounds.
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The final hour. There was rampant and piercing gunfire opened by the enemy; there was a forceful flow of lethal bullets.3 star(s)
There was rampant and piercing gunfire opened by the enemy; there was a forceful flow of lethal bullets. The gunpowder smelt fresh out of a factory, and reeked of danger. The bullets were ripping through the air and were difficult to dodge. One bullet brushed past my shoulder sending a shiver down my spine, blood rushing down to my toes. Death was nearer than ever; I knew I would breathe my last. My palms were sweaty despite the cold; I could feel numbness all over.
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Friendship And Kinship If someone asks me who is the most important person in my life, my answer will be: my family members and friends3 star(s)
Also, this will be unlimited to choose. However, we do not have any chance to choose our relatives. Every member is predetermined when we were born. It is possible that we cannot find someone in our family who we really want to talk when we have problems. When we discuss a question, we might have a quarrel because we can't find common ideas.
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William Golding was a very popular and serious author. He "is considered one of the most distinguished twentieth century novelists" (Marsh 1). Golding has based his story off the classic novel The Coral Island, by R.M. Ballantine, and creates a modern myth that unfolds with swift and brutal inevitability. "In addition...Lord of the Flies shows a grasp of telling detail that bespeaks the author's experience with real-life situations" (Marsh 1).
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I was looking for my parents because a huge crowd of tourists had separated us. I finally see them on the other side of the group of tourists, talking to the custom agent with their suitcases open. I could hear the man asking my parents some questions such as if their suitcases belonged to them and if its contents as well and my dad replying that everything was his. The man kept on asking similar kind of questions to my parents and then ten minutes later, they were free to go.
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She reached over to her desk, opened the drawer and pulled out her purse. She tipped its small contents onto the bed, and counted. "Fifty five, sixty, sixty two, sixty two pounds and seventy four pence," she muttered to herself, "well, that's not going to go far, but it's all I've got." She carefully placed the money back into her grubby purse, and put it into her bag. She paused to listen to the world around her when she heard a slamming of a door.
- Word count: 989