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Monday, September 10, 2018

Hotspot Writing - What does this look like in the Digital World

Kia ora Everyone!
It has been a while since I have posted last.

Most days at the start of our literacy session, Literacy group 2 enjoy a 'hotspot' writing time. This varies with activities including blogging, news discussion, free writing and writing goal prompts. These times are also silent writing sessions where we build out writing stamina.

At this time I have been writing with the children. This idea sparked from silent reading where Kate Mclachlan led by example and would read silently with the children as they were reading independently. This is a fabulous opportunity for students to see me leading as a writer and in seeing this realising that everyone should be seen as an author if they write. It also allows them to see the strategies they have been learning being used in real time.

This piece of writing has been done over the period of around a month during the one to two narrative hotspot writing sessions each week. For free writing session the children can use the prompt provided or write from their own ideas or experiences. This particular prompt is from the Pinterest writing prompts board.

Children are prompted or encouraged to copy and paste their current writing goal or a set writing goal into their 'date section' and keep this in mind when they write. It does not need to be copied each time they write.

No one ever saw the wizard. We just knew he was there because of the otherworldy items that floated downstream from his home.



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We all assumed he lived somewhere in the Black forest that bordered the Pemberly village
as the Blue water stream originated from inside its depths, flowed through the village and
on to the lake three villages down.

Dean and I were fishing one day on the bank of Blue Water. We were close to the forest, tucked
under the overhanging roots of a large weeping willow.

“Holy Mackerel!” yelled Dean suddenly. I nearly fell into the stream. He was pointing at a strange
object floating downstream.

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A roundish, glass object, with golden rings, little switches and silver buttons. An object made of
glass and metal shouldn’t float, but this one did. It bobbed and dove through the current, dancing
as if under the spell of its own magic.

“ Quick! Pick it up!” I yelled, as we both staggered up from where we were sitting, scrambling our
way down stream. I pulled of one shoe and then another, hopping on one foot and slipping on the
roots and mud. Wading into the water I scooped up the glass ball.

It felt light in my hands. And then it started to hum.

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  • Spoken words need to be in speech marks (“Help me!” cried Mark.)
  • Start a new line  every time a new speaker speaks .
  • Use the correct punctuation consistently

“What is it?” asked Dean bumbling against my shoulder. We were still standing in the stream.

“I don’t know. Something magic I guess. We should take it back to the wizard”

“I wonder what it does. Let me hold it.” Dean grabbed at the ball.

“Oi!” I pulled away. The glass ball began to vibrate in my hands.

“Don’t drop it!” yelled Dean. But, his warning was too late and the magical ball, jiggling out of my
hands, tumbled towards the stream and suddenly stopped.

It hovered above the water, floating just above the ground. Dean reached out for it and as he
did so it began to move, gently scooting over the surface of the water and up the bank, floating
about two feet of the ground.



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