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Advanced embedding details, examples, and help! Carnegie Medal winner Link is living on the streets when he finds his street kid friends are mysteriously disappearing. With his friend Gail he gets caught up in a horrific series of events as the man who calls himself Shelter seeks to fulfil his grisly mission. Suggested level: secondary. Reviewer: Suren S – favorite favorite favorite favorite – June 10, Subject: its pretty good so far I am interested in this book but I will review it fully when I do finish the book.

I read to my English classes; but I finished before everyone so I had to re-read multiple times, every time I read I find something new. Once there, Shelter kills Ginger. After some time, Link accepts that Ginger has vanished and that he is on his own again. Shortly after this, Link meets Gail, the best-looking dosser he has ever seen.

Gail follows Link, asking him questions. Link notices that something is “off” about Gail, but he does not know what.

While Gail leaves him to make a phone call, Shelter invites Link into his flat and tries to kill him. Gail manages to save Link’s life by calling the police, who catch Shelter in the act of attempted murder.

At the end Link hears that Gail is a reporter who is undercover as a homeless person. Gail gives Link some money, but he considers throwing it away. Moreover Link thinks that it is unfair that Shelter gets a roof over his head and a hot meal and Link gets nothing living in the cold, hungry. By contrast, he is on his own again. Gail’s real name is Louise Bain. Strengths Fine, clear introduction Excellent overall reading of the text Suggestions Topic sentences should reflect Holden s path to maturity, which is the thesis of the essay, instead of merely placing.

Infinitive or ing-form? Stefan M. Moser 7 May Version 1. It depends on the first verb. It is a very usual function in everyday language. This is not an accurate word-for-word transcript of the programme.

You can t read a sentence or a paragraph without knowing at least the most common. Why was the narrator called Kicker for a time? Who does Max live with? Who is Him? When did Freak and Kicker meet for the first. LC Paper No. Stop and think as you read. Stop and Think Good readers are active readers. Good readers stop and think about what they are reading. If a story is written by someone who is a character in the story, then it is said.

Then read pages 1 24 in the novel. When you finish your reading, study the. Level A 1. War is always wrong. Many innocent people are killed in war. There is too much unemployment in Britain. Wild animals should not be kept in zoos. Teachers should be allowed to smack. It s a Party but not the kind with ice cream and cake usually. Political parties are groups of people who share similar beliefs about how the government should be run and how the issues facing our country.

Retelling Gr In the beginning.. After that, And then, Do I understand what I read? Does it make sense? Bible Time for. So far the text. The glory of God has been revealed,. Criminal Law Mock Trial: R. Jones Scenario: R. Open one of the containers, exposing the contents for several days so that it will become hardened. You survived the streets for days or maybe months.

Then a street outreach worker tells you about a safe place to go for food, clothes, and a hot shower. Tired and alone, you decide to check the place out.

Writer provides a perceptive analysis of the text that integrates summary. Writer links credible evidence to the thesis. This research-based program reduces bullying in schools. It also helps to make school a safer, more positive. The Adventures of Huckleberry Finn Test 1. Who wrote The Adventures of Huckleberry Finn? Tom Sawyer b. Mark Twain c. Tom Jones d. Tom Finn 2. What town did Huck Finn live in? Paul b. Wells Copyright by Prestwick House, Inc. Box , Clayton, DE Homework Activities for Kindergarten Listed below are several learning activities for your child to complete at home to reinforce skills being taught in school.

There was a problem filtering reviews right now. Please try again later. Verified Purchase. I enjoyed the book. If it helps the youth of today to understand that running away is dangerous and not easy it’s a good thing. If things get that bad at home talk to someone and try to get help. If it make people more compassionate this is also a good thing because we never know what is around the corner and we may need help or a pound or two.

So if you can help that’s a good thing if you cannot help financially being kind and polite does not cost you anything, think how you would want to be treated if it was you. One person found this helpful. I’m reading this with my key stage 3 year 7’s. It’s a great novel for young readers with lots of things to think about; character development, homelessness, dual narrative etc. Not too long either.

I have recently bought a kindle for my daughter who has dyslexia, in the hope that due to the text to speech function she can catch up on the kinds of books her peers are reading. She has been given this book to read as part of her English lessons, so i’m really disappointed that it doesn’t have text to speech authorized by the publisher. This is a brilliant book and my daughters really upset that she can’t read it via the text to speech herself. Please dear publishers Not even my sister.

On December 28th I borrowed the price of a one-way ticket to London. Carole lent me the money. She even came to see me off at the station, and hugged me before I climbed on board with my backpack and my bed-roll.

Daily Routine Orders 4. It is Most satisfactory. The secret of victory in any campaign is planning and preparation. My planning has been meticulous, and my preparations are now complete. I have acquired a cat. This was my finishing touch. A cat speaks of warmth, comfort, placid domesticity.

Kindly and a bit academic. He might be expected to have a vague conscience about sleeping snug and warm while others live rough. Shelter and Sappho, otherwise known as The Invincibles. All is ready. Recruiting can now commence. So London it was and London it is.

I made loads of mistakes. Most people do, first time in London. I arrived in midwinter. Not a good idea. Okay, so things were bad at home. Really bad, and I had to get out. A hundred and fifty. It sounded okay to me. Nothing posh. Again, nothing posh. I was dead green, see? A babe in arms. I strode out of the station with my backpack and bed-roll, and it felt like a new beginning.

The centre, where it all happens. Nobody knows you. All that stuff with Vince — it never happened. I made a brilliant start, or so it seemed at the time. I turned right out of the station and started walking. I was looking for somewhere to live. The street I was walking up was called Pancras Road.

I went for a closer look. Articles for sale. Babysitter wanted. House repairs done cheap. There was an address. Wharfedale Road. Most places want a month. Can we negotiate? I looked for work. I really did. First thing next morning I went to the Job Centre. She said I should go to the DSS as well. I went to the Careers Office and filled in a form. I gave them my new address but it was just like at home — there was no work, and no training places.

I went to the DSS and filled in another form. I asked for advice and a guy interviewed me. It might be several weeks, he said. That was when I started to feel nervous.

I had a room for two weeks, maximum. Daily Routine Orders 5. A mile, if that. Mind you, it was a filthy night. Cold, wet and windy. Cut straight through you, that wind. I was wearing a parka, stormproof overtrousers and strong boots and I was still perished. What he must have felt like in damp, tatty denim I shudder to think. It was I was prepared for a possible rebuff.

Half daft with cold, probably. I help run the hostel on Plender Street. You might have heard of us. Part of my preparation. He fell for it. Hook, line and sinker. Full up. Might be something tomorrow if you get there early. Brilliant touch, that, and it worked. Warm beds. I gave him the smile again.

No prob. Come on. I strode out and he trotted at my heels like a ruddy poodle. It was pissing it down and he was sodden by the time we reached the flat.

Who loses? Washing dishes. Cutting firewood. I mean, the place is packed with restaurants, caffs and kebab houses, not counting all the pubs. I got nowhere. Nowhere at all. I walked everywhere to save money. I lived on cheese rolls and tea, but I was down to nine quid and some change when rat-face came for his rent. It was Friday night.

The room was freezing cold and I was treating myself to a quick burst of the cashgobbling electric fire before bed when there was this knock on the door. I opened up and it was him. That makes the room mine till Sunday night. One second there was a yard of space between us, and the next he had a bunch of my shirt in his fist and his face was an inch from mine. I tried to reason with him — told him I was waiting a decision by the DSS. He laughed. He told me to pack my bag and stood there with his arms folded while I did it.

I was one of them now — poised at the top of that downward spiral. Daily Routine Orders 6. Time for a brief discourse on the subject of killing. Killing humans. Murder, not to put too fine a point on it. The deliberate killing by a human being of another human being. But you see, I was trained to kill. As a soldier, it was my chief function to kill, waste, do in — whatever you want to call it — those among my fellow humans whose activities happened to displease the powers that be in my country.

And this is where the confusion arises. This is where distinctions get a bit blurred. The killing by a soldier of the enemies of his country is not murder. In fact, if you do it really well they give you a medal. Quite the reverse in fact. No problem. Dead easy. Acid baths. Cement boots and a deep river. Because unlike most so-called murderers. I found a doorway. I sat on my bed-roll with my backpack between my feet, watching the bright narrow rectangle of movement and colour at the end of my little tunnel.

People passed continuously but nobody glanced my way. Nobody knew I was there. Not then. Also, I was one among many. My plight could have no curiosity value for anybody who might spot me. I felt — free, I suppose. This was before I became acquainted with some of the setbacks, like hunger pangs and real cold and the problem of what to do when you have to go to the lavatory and guard your bedroom at the same time. It was this last one which got to me first and lost me my doorway and more besides.

In fact it was quite pleasant in a way. But by eleven my feet and legs were cold, I was tired, my bedroll was giving me a numb bum and I was dying for a pee. I saw no problem, though. The station was just across the way.

All I had to do was stroll across. The numbness would go and the walk would warm me up. Quarter past eleven I got up and toted my stuff across to the station.

The Gents turned out to be half-way down platform one, but there was no barrier so I motored on down, passing some down-and-outs sitting on benches. The place was underground. I trotted down the steps, beginning to relax like you do when you know relief is imminent, and hit snag one. At the foot of the stairs was a turnstile. Ten pence. I dropped my roll and fished in my pockets. A fifty, two twenties and some copper. No ten. There was a glass box — a sort of office, so there must be an attendant.

There was no answer. Nothing stirred. I glanced all round, chucked my roll over the stile and followed it. The relief was terrific. Half-way through, the door of a cubicle opened and out popped a runty little guy of about fifty with a peaked cap and a fag hanging out of his gob.

I could probably push him over with one hand. He stood in front of the turnstile. I looked at him. More ash. I moved towards him, swinging my roll. He dodged and swung an inept punch at my head. I ducked, shoved him aside and vaulted the stile. I pictured him in his glass box, phoning the railway police. I hurried back up the platform and out to the street. When I got back to my doorway somebody was there. He leapt up. A six-footer, as wide as the door. He poked me in the chest. This was no chain-smoking runt you could knock down with a feather.

I turned away with a lump in my throat. What a wally I was. He grabbed my sleeve. I tried to pull away but he tightened his grip. There were plenty of people passing, but I guess I knew it would do no good. I took off the watch and handed it over. It was a struggle not to burst into tears. He grinned. Very nice of yer. Now piss off. Daily Routine Orders 7. Check your equipment every time. Run through procedures.

It also helps the police by saying something about the killer. Bound to be. But there is this unavoidable pattern, so what I have to do is create as much variety as possible without straying beyond the borders of my appointed task.

For one thing, my client was a female. I can take them or leave them, as a matter of fact. Manky, she was — you could see the grime on her neck from across the road — and there she was, stepping out of the hotel like a bleeding duchess or something. Anyway, I let her get a little way down the road before tapping her on the shoulder. I looked the part in my suit and trenchcoat. There was a look in her eyes like a hunted animal. I went to the toilet.

I told you — I needed the toilet. I was only there for a minute. Looking as she did, she must have stuck out like a sore thumb in there. I judged it was time to pull my master stroke. I eyed her up and down, speculatively. I could see the dawn of hope in her eyes. Taxi back to my place. Dry clothing Tomato soup.

Eternal oblivion. They look so sweet, the two of them side by side, that I keep going down for another look. I must be getting soft. I trudged along Pentonville Road, peering into doorways and the entrances to office blocks.

My left wrist felt naked without the watch and I added the scouser to my hit list. Rat-face and the scouser. I was going to turn into a serial killer if I went on at this rate. After a bit I came to a doorway which was both deep and unoccupied. I dodged into it and stood there, wondering whether I dare doss down. Task: In the novel Stone Cold, the writer, Robert Swindells, succeeds in telling an exciting and gripping mysterystory as well as dealing with a Youshould mention the following.

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Report DMCA. Home current Explore. Words: 26, Pages: Homeless, frightened and alone, Link finds himself down-and-out in London after fleeing from his brutish stepfather.

When Ginger suddenly disappears, Link is in despair. He even stops thinking about Ginger. But other kids are vanishing now. Intent on his grisly mission, the man who calls himself Shelter stalks his next victim. Will it be Link? Robert Swindells Stone Cold ePub r1. There was room in his world for all of us. Inasmuch as ye have done it unto one of the least of these my brethren, ye have done it unto me You can call me Link.

One of the invisible people. They avoid looking at me. Me, and those like me. Daily Routine Orders 1 Shelter. I like it. Shelter, as in shelter from the stormy blast. The street people. What they crave. If they can only find shelter everything will be fine.

Well — get fell in, my lucky lads. My fascinating life. We were a family, you know — as happy as most, till Dad ran off with a receptionist in , when I was fourteen and at the local comp. Good old Vince. You should see him. And the one thing that really bugs me is the way he leers at Mum and comes out with this very suggestive stuff about going to bed and rounding off a decent night.

In all the years Dad was with us, I never once knew him to mention sex in my hearing, or even hint at it. It makes me puke. She used to be one of those quiet people who are satisfied with the daily routine of their lives. She was wrapped up in her family, I guess. She was always there when you needed her and I think she loved us.

Me and Carole, I mean. It was bad, but I could stand it with her there to support me. Then one night when Mum was working late, something happened between Carole and Vince. Anyway, she said something to Mum and they had this flaming row and it ended with Carole walking out of the house. She moved in with her boyfriend and I was on my own. I stuck it out till I finished school, but that was it.

Anybody would. And so here I am sitting in this doorway which is now my bedroom, hoping some kind punter will give me a bit of small change so I can eat. Good, eh? Breaking it in like a pair of new boots. Good morning. Shelter, I say to the bathroom mirror. You need a shave. Putting it off. Not so. I knew there were hundreds of people — thousands, in fact — sleeping rough and begging for coppers.

The police down here have got used to seeing kids kipping in doorways, and mostly they leave you alone. In Bradford I was getting moved on every hour or so. I was getting no sleep at all, and practically no money.

Also, I kept seeing people I knew. I even saw one of my teachers once. That was the one good thing about it. So, what with one thing and another, I decided it was time to move on. Sounds good, right? Time to move on. Reminds you of all those old songs about the restless character who hates to stay too long in one place. He meets a girl who falls in love with him, but after a while he hears the old highway calling and so he slings his bed-roll over his shoulder and moves on, leaving the girl to grieve.

Dead romantic, eh? Forget it. Sad, is what it is. Sad and scary. No money. No prospect of work. No address where folks will make you welcome. Especially night. Nobody gives a damn. I took the tube down to Charing Cross and walked about a bit. Tour of inspection, you might say.

Hundreds of the scruffy blighters, lying around making the place look manky. I marched along the Strand and there they were, dossing in ail the doorways — even Lloyds Bank and the Law Courts. Have you got any change, he says. He just smiled and said have a nice night. That, or six weeks at Strensall. National Service. That was the thing. In six weeks. There were no teddy boys on that passing-out parade I can tell you, and no rockers, either. There were no exceptions.

And that was my mission in life — to turn dirty, scruffy, pimply youths into soldiers. Into men. And I did it, too. Year after year. Yes, and what thanks do I get? They chuck me out. Medical grounds, it says on the chit. Discharged on medical grounds. Medical grounds is just an excuse, of course. I know why they really chucked me out.

They chucked me out because their mission in life is exactly the opposite of mine. Some of the top politicians are in it, and civil servants and social workers and even the church. Oh, no. By golly I will. Now — where did we get to? Oh, yes — I remember. Office work.

 

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While Gail leaves him to make a phone call, Shelter invites Link into his flat and tries to kill him. Gail manages to save Link’s life by calling the police, who catch Shelter in the act of attempted murder. At the end Link hears that Gail is a reporter who is undercover as a homeless person.

Gail gives Link some money, but he considers throwing it away. Moreover Link thinks that it is unfair that Shelter gets a roof over his head and a hot meal and Link gets nothing living in the cold, hungry. By contrast, he is on his own again. Gail’s real name is Louise Bain. Strengths Fine, clear introduction Excellent overall reading of the text Suggestions Topic sentences should reflect Holden s path to maturity, which is the thesis of the essay, instead of merely placing.

Infinitive or ing-form? Stefan M. Moser 7 May Version 1. It depends on the first verb. It is a very usual function in everyday language. This is not an accurate word-for-word transcript of the programme. You can t read a sentence or a paragraph without knowing at least the most common. Why was the narrator called Kicker for a time? Who does Max live with? Who is Him? When did Freak and Kicker meet for the first. LC Paper No. Stop and think as you read. Stop and Think Good readers are active readers.

Good readers stop and think about what they are reading. If a story is written by someone who is a character in the story, then it is said. Then read pages 1 24 in the novel. When you finish your reading, study the. Level A 1. War is always wrong. Many innocent people are killed in war. There is too much unemployment in Britain.

Wild animals should not be kept in zoos. Teachers should be allowed to smack. It s a Party but not the kind with ice cream and cake usually. Political parties are groups of people who share similar beliefs about how the government should be run and how the issues facing our country. Retelling Gr In the beginning.. After that, And then, Do I understand what I read? Does it make sense? Bible Time for. So far the text. The glory of God has been revealed,. Criminal Law Mock Trial: R.

Jones Scenario: R. Open one of the containers, exposing the contents for several days so that it will become hardened. You survived the streets for days or maybe months. Then a street outreach worker tells you about a safe place to go for food, clothes, and a hot shower.

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