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Summer Reading Assignment for Rising 11th Grade Students (not Honors)Summer reading for rising 11th graders corresponds with the firstunit of study in 11th grade, Writing Freedom. In this unit, studentswill explore fiction and non-fiction texts in order to answer the unitessential question: What does it mean to be “American”?Over the summer, students will read the three text selections below. Students will be assessedon the material with a quiz when they return to school. The texts are included in this document.Directions: All students will read the following texts: “from The Interesting Narrative of the Life of Olaudah Equiano” “Gettysburg Address” “The Pedestrian”Summer Reading Assignment for Rising 11th Grade Honors StudentsOver the summer, honors English 11 students will read the novel A Lesson Before Dying byErnest Gaines and the play The Crucible by Arthur Miller. Students are expected to have adeep understanding of the texts; annotating is encouraged. Annotating is any action that"deliberately interacts with a text to enhance the reader's understanding of, recall of, andreaction to the text." Students should ask questions, make comments, mark powerful words andphrases, and generally read actively. Students will also be assessed on the material with a quizwhen they return to school. Students may want to purchase their own copy of the novel so theycan annotate in the book. Copies of the novel will be available by stopping by Tennessee HighSchool’s front office. Students will need their lunchnumber to check out a copy.Summer Reading Assignment for AP English Language and CompositionStudents registered for AP English Language and Composition will read the biography Into theWild by Jon Krakauer and The Great Gatsby by F. Scott Fitzgerald. Students are expected tohave a deep understanding of the texts; annotating is encouraged. Annotating is any action that"deliberately interacts with a text to enhance the reader's understanding of, recall of, andreaction to the text." Students should ask questions, make comments, mark powerful wordsand phrases, and generally read actively. Students will also be assessed on the material with aquiz when they return to school. Students may want to purchase their own copy of the works sothey can annotate them. Copies of the novel will be available by stopping by Tennessee HighSchool’s front office. They will need their lunch number to check out a copy.

BACKGROUNDIn the first several chapters of his autobiography, Olaudah Equianodescribes how slave traders kidnapped him and his sister from their homein West Africa and transported them to the African coast. During this six or seven-month journey, Equiano was separated from his sister and heldat a series of way stati ons. After reaching the coast, Equiano was shippedwith other captives to North America. The following account describes thishorrifying journey.A.c"15:·ccu0t last when the ship we were in, had got in all her cargo, theymade ready with many fearful noises, and we were all putunder deck, so that we could not see how they managed the vessel.But this disappointment was the least of my sorrow. The stench of thehold while we were on the coast was so intolerably loathsom e, that itwas dangerous to remain there for any time, and some of us had beenpermitted to stay on the deck for the fresh air; but now that the wholeship's cargo were confined together, it became absolutely pestilential.The closeness of the place, and the heat of the climate, added to thenumber in the ship, which was so crowded that each had scarcelyroom to turn himself, almost suffocated us.NOTESMark base words or indicateanother strategy you used thathelped you determine meaning.loathsomeMEANING:(LOHTH suhm) adj.

234This produced copious perspirations, so that the air soon becameunfit for respiration, from a variety of loathsome smells, andbrought on a sickness among the slaves, of which many died-thusfalling victims to the improvident avarice, as I may call it, of theirpurchasers. This wretched situation was again aggravated by thegalling of the chains, now become insupportable, and the filth of thenecessary tubs, into which the children often fell, and were almostsuffocated. The shrieks of the women, and the groans of the dying,rendered the whole a scene of horror almost inconceivable. Happilyperhaps, for myself, I was soon reduced so low here that it wasthought necessary to keep me almost always on deck; and from myextreme youth I was not put in fetters. 1 In this situation I expectedevery hour to share the fate of my companions, some of whom werealmost daily brought upon deck at the point of death, which I beganto hope would soon put an end to my miseries. Often did I thinkmany of the inhabitants of the deep much more happy than myself.I envied them the freedom they enjoyed, and as often wished Icould change my condition for theirs. Every circumstance I met with,served only to render my state more painful, and heightened myapprehensions, and my opinion of the cruelty of the whites.One day they had taken a number of fishes; and when they hadkilled and satisfied themselves with as many as they thought fit, toour astonishment who were on deck, rather than give any of them tous to eat, as we expected, they tossed the remaining fish into the seaagain, although we begged and prayed for some as well as we could,but in vain; and some of my countrymen, being pressed by hunger,took an opportunity, when they thought no one saw them, of tryingto get a little privately; but they were discovered, and the attemptprocured them some very severe floggings. One day, when we had asmooth sea and moderate wind, two of my wearied countrymen whowere chained together (I was near them at the time), preferring deathto such a life of misery, somehow made through the nettings andjumped into the sea; immediately, another quite dejected fellow, who,on account of his illness, was suffered to be out of irons, also followedtheir example; and I believe many more would very soon have donethe same, if they had not been prevented by the ship's crew, whowere instantly alarmed. Those of us that were the most active, werein a moment put down under the deck; and there was such a noiseand confusion amongst the people of the ship as I never heard before,to stop her, and get the boat out to go after the slaves. However, twoof the wretches were drowned, but they got the other, and afterwardsflogged him unmercifully, for thus attempting to prefer death toslavery. In this manner we continued to undergo more hardships thanI can now relate, hardships which are inseparable from this accursedtrade. Many a time we were near suffocation from the want of fresh1. . fetters (FEHT uhrz) n. chains.94 UNIT 1 WRITING FREEDOMCCLE0u"'CCj@.c·"'0u

CCLE0u"'CCj@.c·"'0uair, which we were often without for whole days together. This, andthe stench of the necessary tubs, carried off many.sDuring our passage, I first saw flying fishes, which surprised mevery much; they used frequently to fly across the ship, and many ofthem fell on the deck. I also now first saw the use of the qu adrant;2I had often with astonishment seen the mariners make observationswith it, and I could not think what it meant. They at last took noticeof my surprise; and one of them, willing to increase it, as well as togratify my curiosity, made me one day look through it. The cloudsappeared to me to be land, which disappeared as they passed along.This heightened my wonder; and I was now more persuaded thanever, that I was in another world, and that every thing about me wasmagic. At last, we came in sight of the island of Barbados, at whichthe whites on board gave a great shout, and made many signs of joyto us. We did not know what to think of this; but as the vessel drewnearer, we plainly saw the harbor, and other ships of different kindsand sizes, and we soon anchored amongst them, off Bridgetown .3Many merchants and planters now came on board, though it wasin the evening. They put us in separate parcels,4 and examinedsignifying we were to go there.2. quadrant (KWOD ruhnt) n. instrument used by navigators to determine the positionof a ship.3. Bridgetown capital of Barbados .4. parcels (PAHR suhlz) n. groups.from The Interesting Narrative of the Life of Olaudah Equiano

Abraham LincolnBACKGROUNDAbraham Lincoln gave this speech to 15,000 people at the consecrationof a new military cemetery in the town of Gett ysburg, Pennsylvania-thesite of the bloodiest battle ever fought on American soil, and the turningpoint of the Civil War. At the time of this speech, the war had been ragingfor more than two years. Lincoln needed to gain continuing support for abloody conflict that was far from over.November 19, 1863F12meaning.adj.consecrate (KON suh krayt) v3hallow (HAL oh) v120 UNIT 1 WRITING FREEDOMour score and seven years ago our fathers brought forth on thiscontinent a new nation, conceived in Liberty, and dedicated tothe proposition that all men are created equal.Now we are engaged in a great civil war, testing whether thatnation, or any nation so conceived and so dedicated, can long endure.We are met on a great battle-field of that war. We have come todedicate a portion of that field, as a final resting place for those whohere gave their lives that that nation might live. It is altogether fittingand proper that we should do this.But, in a larger sense, we cannot dedicate-we cannot consecrate we cannot hallow - this ground. The brave men, living and dead,who struggled here, have consecrated it, far above our poor powerto add or detract. The world will little note, nor long remember whatwe say here, but it can never forget what they did here. It is for usthe living, rather, to be dedicated here to the unfinished work whichthey who fought here have thus far so nobly advanced. It is rather forus to be here dedicated to the great task remaining before us-thatfrom these honored dead we take increased devotion to that causefor which they gave the last full measure of devotion-that we herehighly resolve that these dead shall not have died in vain-that thisnation, under God, shall have a new birth of freedom-and thatgovernment of the people, by the people, for the people, shall notperish from the earth.

Ray BradburyAbout the AuthorRay Bradbury (1920-2012) was an American authorwho primarily wrote science fiction and fantasy. Afterpublishing his first story in 1940, he wrote severalcollections of short stories and a number of novels. Forhis lifetime 's work, the Pulitzer Prize Board awardedBradbury a Special Citation. He also penned children'sstories and crime fiction .BACKGROUNDRay Bradbury published this science fiction story in 1951 . Set in hishometown of Waukegan, Illinois, "The Pedestrian" foreshadows themesin Bradbury's most famous novel, Fahrenheit 451, in which a societybans reading and mandates watching TV. Many of his stories blend darkrealism with hints of hope.T1.c"15:·cc0u2o enter out into that silence that was the city at eight o'clockof a misty evening in November, to put your feet upon thatbuckling concrete walk, to step over grassy seams and make yourway, hands in pockets, through the silences, that was what Mr.Leonard Mead most dearly loved to do. He would stand upon thecorner of an intersection and peer down long moonlit avenues ofsidewalk in four directions, deciding which way to go, but it reallymade no difference; he was alone in this world of AD. 2053, or asgood as alone, and with a final decision made, a path selected, hewould stride off, sending patterns of frosty air before him like thesmoke of a cigar.Sometimes he would walk for hours and miles and returnonly at midnight to his house. And on his way he would see thecottages and homes with their dark windows, and it was notunequal to walking through a graveyard where only the faintestNOTESUNIT 1 Independent Learning The Pedestrian IL26

NOTESglimmers of firefly light appeared in flickers behind the windows.Sudden gray phantoms seemed to manifest upon inner roomwalls where a curtain was still undrawn against the night, or therewere whisperings and murmurs where a window in a tomb-likebuilding was still open.3Mr. Leonard Mead would pause, cock his head, listen, look, andmarch on, his feet making no noise on the lumpy walk. For longago he had wisely changed to sneakers when strolling at night,because the dogs in intermittent squads would parallel his journeywith barkings if he wore hard heels, and lights might click on andfaces appear and an entire street be startled by the passing of alone figure, himself, in the early November evening.4On this particular evening he began his journey in a westerlydirection, toward the hidden sea. There was a good crystal frost inthe air; it cut the nose and made the lungs blaze like a Christmastree inside; you could feel the cold light going on and off, allthe branches filled with invisible snow. He listened to the faintpush of his soft shoes through autumn leaves with satisfaction,and whistled a cold quiet whistle between his teeth, occasionallypicking up a leaf as he passed, examining its skeletal pattern in theinfrequent lamplights as he went on, smelling its rusty smell.s"Hello, in there," he whispered to every house on every side ashe moved. "What's up tonight on Channel 4, Channel 7, Channel9? Where are the cowboys rushing, and do I see the United StatesCavalry over the next hill to the rescue?"6The street was silent and long and empty, with only his shadowmoving like the shadow of a hawk in midcountry. If he closed hiseyes and stood very still, frozen, he could imagine himself uponthe center of a plain, a wintry, windless American desert with nohouse in a thousand miles, and only dry river beds, the streets, forcompany.7"What is it now?" he asked the houses, noticing his wrist watch."Eight-thirty P.M.? Time for a dozen assorted murders? A quiz? Arevue?1 A comedian falling off the stage?"aWas that a murmur of laughter from within a moonwhitehouse? He hesitated, but went on when nothing more happened.He stumbled over a particularly uneven section of sidewalk. Thecement was vanishing under flowers and grass. In ten years ofwalking by night or day, for thousands of miles, he had never metanother person walking, not once in all that time.9He came to a cloverleaf intersection which stood silentwhere two main highways crossed the town. During the day itwas a thunderous surge of cars, the gas stations open, a greatinsect rustling and a ceaseless jockeying for position as thescarab-beetles, a faint incense puttering from their exhausts,1. revue (rih V YOO ) n. musical show with skits.IL27 UNIT 1 Independent Learning The Pedestrian.c"·ccEi:u0

1011121314151617181920212223242570gli!skimmed homeward to the far directions. But now thesehighways, too, were like streams in a dry season, all stone and bedand moon radiance.He turned back on a side street, circling around toward hishome. He was within a block of his destination when the lone carturned a corner quite suddenly and flashed a fierce white coneof light upon him. He stood entranced, not unlike a night moth,stunned by the illumination, and then drawn toward it.A metallic voice called to him:"Stand still. Stay where you are! Don't move!"He halted."Put up your hands!""But-" hesaid."Your hands up! Or we'll shoot!"The police, of course, but what a rare, incredible thing; in acity of three million, there was only one police car left, wasn't thatcorrect? Ever since a year ago, 2052, the election year, the forcehad been cut, down from three cars to one. Crime was ebbing;there was no need now for the police, save for this one lone carwandering and wandering the empty streets."Your name?" said the police car in a metallic whisper. Hecouldn't see the men in it for the bright light in his eyes."Leonard Mead," he said." Speak up!""Leonard Mead!""Business or profession?""I guess you'd call me a writer.""No profession," said the police car, as if talking to itself. Thelight held him fixed, like a museum specimen, needle thrustthrough chest."You might say that," said Mr. Mead. He hadn't written inyears. Magazines and books didn't sell any more. Everything wenton in the tomblike houses at night now, he thought, continuing hisfancy. The tombs, ill-lit by television light, where the people sat26like the dead, the gray or multicolored lights touching their faces,but never really touching them."No profession," said the phonograph voice, hissing. "What are§27you doing out?""Walking," said Leonard Mead.ell28"Walking!"@.c29"Just walking," he said simply, but his face felt cold .30"Walking, just walking, walking?"0,ii' i'CcE0u0.EC0,·cc15:0u33233"Yes, sir.""Walking where? For what?""Walking for air. Walking to see."NOTES

34"Your address!"UNIT 1 Independent Learning The Pedestrian IL28

7585960616263646566"Eleven South Saint James Street.""And there is air in your house, you have an air conditioner, Mr.Mead?""Yes.""And you have a viewing screen in your house to see with?""No.""No?" There was a crackling quiet that in itself was anaccusation."Are you married, Mr. Mead?""No.""Not married," said the police voice behind the fiery beam. Themoon was high and clear among the stars and the houses weregray and silent."Nobody wanted me," said Leonard Mead with a smile."Don't speak unless you're spoken to!"Leonard Mead waited in the cold night."Just walking, Mr. Mead?""Yes.""But you haven't explained for what purpose.""I explained; for air, and to see, and just to walk.""Have you done this often?""Every night for years."The police car sat in the center of the street with its radio throatfaintly humming."Well, Mr. Mead," it said."Is that all?" he asked politely."Yes," said the voice. "Here." There was a sigh, a pop. The backdoor of the police car sprang wide. "Get in.""Wait a minute, I haven't done anything!""Get in.""I protest!""Mr. Mead."He walked like a man suddenly drunk. As he passed the frontwindow of the car he looked in. As he had expected there was noone in the front seat, no one in the car at all."Get in."He put his hand to the door and peered into the back seat,which was a little cell, a little black jail with bars. It smelled ofriveted steel. It smelled of harsh antiseptic; it smelled too cleanand hard and metallic. There was nothing soft there."Now if you had a wife to give you an alibi," said the ironvoice. "But-""Where are you taking me?"The car hesitated, or rather gave a faint whirring click, as ifinformation, somewhere, was dropping card by punch-slotted70gli!0,c i'CcEu00,C.Eell@.c0,·ccEi:u0

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6768697071card under electric eyes. "To the Psychiatric Center for Researchon Regressive Tendencies."He got in. The door shut with a soft thud. The police car rolledthrough the night avenues, flashing its dim lights ahead.They passed one house on one street a moment later, one housein an entire city of houses that were dark, but this one particularhouse had all of its electric lights brightly lit, every window a loudyellow illumination, square and warm in the cool darkness."That's my house," said Leonard Mead.No one answered him.The car moved down the empty river-bed streets and off away,leaving the empty streets with the empty sidewalks, and no soundand no motion all the rest of the chill November night.NOTESReprinted by permission of Don Congdon Associates, Inc. Copyright 1951 by the Fortnight ly Pub lishing Company, renewed1979 by Ray Bradbury.c"15:·ccu0UNIT 1 Independent Learning The Pedestrian IL30

Summer Reading Assignment for Rising 11th Grade Honors Students . Over the summer, honors English 11 students will read the novel A Lesson Before Dyingby Ernest Gaines and the play The Crucible by Arthur Miller. Students are expected to have a deep understanding of the texts; annotating is e

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