ASSIGNMENT By Mary Ann Janin R.

Naranja, Nalsian-Bacayao ES
ONLINE TEXT MATERIALS FOR INDEPENDENT PRACTICE
Directions: Read the following texts. Identify the text type, text structure, sequence
markers and create a graphic organizer.
WHY THE SKY IS HIGH ( TAGALOG ) – INDIVIDUAL OUTPUT
In the early days, when the sky was still low, two brothers named Ingat and Daskol lived with
parents on earth.
As their names indicate, Ingat was careful in everything he did and was therefore his father’s
right hand man. He was always helping with the work in the field and his parents were very pleased with
him.
On the other hand, Daskol did his work sloppily. In the absence of a daughter in the family, the
house work came to be Daskol’s responsibility. He fetched water, cleaned the house, and did the
cooking. He also did the pounding of the palay that his father and Ingat harvested. Even in pounding,
Daskol lived up to his name. Half of the grain he pounded scattered and fell to the ground. Being
naturally lazy and impatient, he did not like the work of pounding rice.
One day, Daskol had to pound a greater quantity of palay than usual. He was irritated because
every time he raised the pestle higher, and every time it hit the sky, the sky would be raised. In his hurry,
Daskol did not notice that the sky was rising. When he finished pounding the rice, he looked up and
discovered that the sky had risen and it is where it is today.

Text Type Text Structure Signal Words

Fiction Compare and Contrast In the early days, As
their names, On the
other hand, one day,
when
Graphic Organizer
WHY THE SKY IS HIGH

Ingat Daskol

careful in everything he did did his work sloppily

father’s right hand man responsible for the house work

always helping with the work fetched water, cleaned the house,
in the field and did the cooking
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TEXT FOR
he is MODELLING
pleasing to his(shown
parents in the video part of abstraction)always lazy and impatient
THE MILLER, HIS SON AND THEIR DONKEY

Once upon a time there was a miller who lived in a little house beside his mill. All day
long he worked hard, but at night he went home to his wife and his little boy.
One day, this miller made up his mind that he would take his donkey to the fair and sell
it. So he and his boy said farewell to their lady and started off. They had not gone far when
they met a number of girls coming from the town.
“Look!” said one of them. “Did you ever see such stupid fellows? They are walking when
one of them must be riding.”
When the miller the heard this he told the boy to get up on the donkey, while he tramped
along merrily by its side. Soon they came to a number of old men standing by the side of the
road talking together.
“ Look at that”, said one of them, “ Look at that young rascal riding, while his poor father
has to walk. Get down, you idle fellow, and let your father ride.”
Upon this the son got down from the donkey, and the miller took his place. They had not
gone very far when they met two women coming home from market.
“You lazy man!” they cried at once. “How dare you ride when your poor little boy is
walking and can hardly keep pace with you?”
Then the miller, who was a good-natured man, took his son up behind him, and in this
way they went to the town.
“ My good fellow,” said a townsman whom they met, “is that donkey your own?”
“ Yes, replied the miller.
“ I should not have thought so, by the way you load him,” said the man. “ Why, you two
are better able to carry the beast than he is to carry you.”
“ Well,” said the miller, “ we can but try.”
So he and his son got down, and tied the legs of the donkey together. Then they slung
him on a pole, and carried him on their shoulders. It was such a funny sight that the people
laughed and jeered at them.
The poor donkey was very uncomfortable, and tried to get off the pole. At last, as they
were passing over a bridge, he pulled his legs out of the rope and tumbled to the ground. He
was so frightened that he jumped off the bridge and was drowned.

TEXT FOR MODELLING

The process of machine translation of languages is complex. To translate a document from English into
Japanese; for example, the computer first analyses as English sentence, determining its grammatical
structure and identifying the subject, verb, objects and modifiers. Next, an English-Japanese dictionary
translates the words and after that, another part of the computer program analyses the resulting
awkward confused mixture of words and meanings. The machine then produces an intelligible sentence
based on the rules of Japanese sentence structure and grammar and its understanding of the original
English sentence meaning. Finally, a human bilingual editor polishes the computer-product translation.
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THE LEGEND OF THE THREE RACES (shown in the video part of abstraction)

In the beginning, the great god Kabunian was lonely. He came up with the idea of
shaping a man out of clay that He could bring to life and talk to, and put in charge of the other
beings on Earth every now and then. He decided that He would make the clay look like man.
He took some clay from the Earth, molded it into the shape of man, and then placed it
inside His oven. While He waited for the clay man to solidify, He toured the Earth and amused
Himself. Alas, Kabunian lost all track of time. When He remembered that He had left something
in the oven longer than was ought, his first clay man was all burnt. It was black as coal all over.
Its hair curled tightly from the heat. Kabunian anyway thought it a grand creation, and breathed
life into it. But it was not yet the kind of man He wanted at the start.
So Kabunian gave it another try. He placed his second clay man into the oven. But this
time, Kabunian became so eager to see what would come out, that He brought the clay man out
while it was not yet fully baked. The second clay man was so pale that now we would call it
raw. But it was solid enough, and Kabunian liked it well. He breathed life into it. But it was not
yet the kind of man He wanted at the start.
At His third and final try, Kabunian resolved to be careful. He guarded the time while
His third clay man baked to perfection. When His clay man was finally drawn from the oven it
was a perfect brown, and its hair was straight and dark, and there was laughter in its cheeks.
Kabunian loved this third clay man, and breathed life into it. But in the end He came to love
the three Races of Man equally. He began to encourage the three Races to get along, for the
truth is they had come from the same clay, and so are brothers.

WHAT TO DO?
1. Make a Creative Graphic Organizer showing the sequence
2. Complete the Grid below
Text Type Text Structure Signal Words