"The First Day" By: Edward P. Jones
About the Author
Edward P. Jones is a "New York Times" best selling author and has been awarded the Pulitzer Prize. His father began to drift out of his life as he was in preschool. He discovered novels when he was thirteen years old. He loved writing all his life. Jones is currently living in Washington D.C. The characters in the book are the book are the same as Jones because they are both African American, this shows author perspective. Another example of his perspective is that his father drifted out of his life as he was in preschool and the girl said her father disappeared from memory.
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Pre-reading Reflection
On my firt day of kindergarten (because I don't remember preschool that much) I remember being the only girl that wanted the napper with green frogs and orange stars, this was weird to everyone else because when you are little you describe these as "boy colors". I also remember wanting grot make friends.
When I think about my first day in kindergarten, I see myself sitting in one of those little tiny chairs doing a little art project that could have been mistaken for juice spilled on a page.
My earliest memory of my mother and father is when I was probably in preschool and my mom would take me to the mall because I got out earlier than my sister and we would do the craft day that they have there.
When I think about when I remember first seeing my parents I see myself sitting in a chair next to my mom coloring a plastic heart with a green ribbon.
When I was little I would make crafts but they would always look terrible, but now I help my mother make my Halloween costumes and sometimes make them by myself.
When I think about my first day in kindergarten, I see myself sitting in one of those little tiny chairs doing a little art project that could have been mistaken for juice spilled on a page.
My earliest memory of my mother and father is when I was probably in preschool and my mom would take me to the mall because I got out earlier than my sister and we would do the craft day that they have there.
When I think about when I remember first seeing my parents I see myself sitting in a chair next to my mom coloring a plastic heart with a green ribbon.
When I was little I would make crafts but they would always look terrible, but now I help my mother make my Halloween costumes and sometimes make them by myself.
Vocabulary in Context
Vigorously: To do something furiously "My mother shakes her head vigorously." (p.25)
Liable: likely, allowing "—the less she is liable to let them push her around." (p.25)
Absently: automatically "I sense her doubts as she absently rubs her thumb." (p. 26)
Strewn: spread "Strewn about the floor are dozens and dozens of pieces of white paper..." (p.26)
Possessively: owningly "the girl places her hand posessively on it." (p.26)
Enunciates: pronounces, says slowly "My mother slowly enunciates each word of my name." (p.27)
Immunization: vaccinated "...records of immunization..." (p.27)
Liable: likely, allowing "—the less she is liable to let them push her around." (p.25)
Absently: automatically "I sense her doubts as she absently rubs her thumb." (p. 26)
Strewn: spread "Strewn about the floor are dozens and dozens of pieces of white paper..." (p.26)
Possessively: owningly "the girl places her hand posessively on it." (p.26)
Enunciates: pronounces, says slowly "My mother slowly enunciates each word of my name." (p.27)
Immunization: vaccinated "...records of immunization..." (p.27)
Contrasting Ideas
Confidence
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Nervousness
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