NOTE: THIS PLANNING IS FOR Bv6a; SDR WILL INFORM Bv6b OF HER PLANNING. MIXED GROUPS CAN ONLY DO THEIR FOAs ON FEBRUARY 10th OR 15th
Below you can see the planning until the IB exam.
The table below shows the full calendar with my planning until the IB exam, plus any other known dates that I am aware of that may affect your ability to do an FOA.
Here are some examples of FOAs to give you some ideas what you can do. Note that in most cases, these FOAs are part of a class discussion and do not stand on their own.
For Part 3, we will be reading Tim O'Brien's The Things They Carried, which is a composite novel or a short story cycle based on the author's own experiences during the Vietnam War in the 1960s. Although the book itself was written in the 1980s, the context of the work is the 1960s, as it was the events of that time that clearly shaped the author's sensibilities and are reflected on in the novel.
CASSIO: Reputation, reputation, reputation! O, I have lost
my reputation! I have lost the immortal part of
myself, and what remains is bestial. My reputation,
Iago, my reputation!
IAGO: As I am an honest man, I thought you had received
some bodily wound; there is more sense in that than
in reputation. Reputation is an idle and most false
imposition: oft got without merit, and lost without
deserving: you have lost no reputation at all,
unless you repute yourself such a loser. What, man!
there are ways to recover the general again: you
are but now cast in his mood, a punishment more in
policy than in malice, even so as one would beat his
offenceless dog to affright an imperious lion: sue
to him again, and he's yours.
CASSIO: I will rather sue to be despised than to deceive so
good a commander with so slight, so drunken, and so
indiscreet an officer. Drunk? and speak parrot?
and squabble? swagger? swear? and discourse
fustian with one's own shadow? O thou invisible
spirit of wine, if thou hast no name to be known by,
let us call thee devil!
IAGO: What was he that you followed with your sword? What
had he done to you?
CASSIO: I know not.
IAGO: Is't possible?
CASSIO: I remember a mass of things, but nothing distinctly;
a quarrel, but nothing wherefore. O God, that men
should put an enemy in their mouths to steal away
their brains! that we should, with joy, pleasance
revel and applause, transform ourselves into beasts!
IAGO: Why, but you are now well enough: how came you thus
recovered?
CASSIO: It hath pleased the devil drunkenness to give place
to the devil wrath; one unperfectness shows me
another, to make me frankly despise myself.
IAGO: Come, you are too severe a moraler: as the time,
the place, and the condition of this country
stands, I could heartily wish this had not befallen;
but, since it is as it is, mend it for your own good.
CASSIO: I will ask him for my place again; he shall tell me
I am a drunkard! Had I as many mouths as Hydra,
such an answer would stop them all. To be now a
sensible man, by and by a fool, and presently a
beast! O strange! Every inordinate cup is
unblessed and the ingredient is a devil.
IAGO: Come, come, good wine is a good familiar creature,
if it be well used: exclaim no more against it.
And, good lieutenant, I think you think I love you.
CASSIO: I have well approved it, sir. I drunk!
IAGO: You or any man living may be drunk! at a time, man.
I'll tell you what you shall do. Our general's wife
is now the general: may say so in this respect, for
that he hath devoted and given up himself to the
contemplation, mark, and denotement of her parts and
graces: confess yourself freely to her; importune
her help to put you in your place again: she is of
so free, so kind, so apt, so blessed a disposition,
she holds it a vice in her goodness not to do more
than she is requested: this broken joint between
you and her husband entreat her to splinter; and, my
fortunes against any lay worth naming, this
crack of your love shall grow stronger than it was before.
CASSIO: You advise me well.
IAGO: I protest, in the sincerity of love and honest kindness.
CASSIO: I think it freely; and betimes in the morning I will
beseech the virtuous Desdemona to undertake for me:
I am desperate of my fortunes if they cheque me here.
IAGO: You are in the right. Good night, lieutenant; I
must to the watch.
[Exit]
IAGO: And what's he then that says I play the villain,
These are the points discussed on Thursday prior to the Shakespeare Workshop:
WT#4
•If
on Wednesday evening, June
17th, your
portfolio does notcontain 4 WrittenTasks, 3 sets of comments, plus rationales, source lists, etc. thenyour
maximum mark willbe a 5
How the report grade for the FOA will be determined:
•IB criteria •Reflection (- 2points ifnot
in Portfolio within 2 days, 0, ½ or 1 point extra depending on quality •Delivery and
Information Value •Yourwritten feedback on yourpeers
When,
a week ago today, I asked the House to fix this afternoon as the occasion for a
statement, I feared it would be my hard lot to announce the greatest military
disaster in our long history. I thought-and some good judges agreed with
me-that perhaps 20,000 or 30,000 men might be re-embarked. But it certainly
seemed that the whole of the French First Army and the whole of the British
Expeditionary Force north of the Amiens-Abbeville gap would be broken up in the
open field or else would have to capitulate for lack of food and ammunition.
These were the hard and heavy tidings for which I called upon the House and the
nation to prepare themselves a week ago. The whole root and core and brain of
the British Army, on which and around which we were to build, and are to build,
the great British Armies in the later years of the war, seemed about to perish
upon the field or to be led into an ignominious and starving captivity.
The
enemy attacked on all sides with great strength and fierceness, and their main
power, the power of their far more numerous Air Force, was thrown into the
battle or else concentrated upon Dunkirk
and the beaches. Pressing in upon the narrow exit, both from the east and from
the west, the enemy began to fire with cannon upon the beaches by which alone
the shipping could approach or depart. They sowed magnetic mines in the
channels and seas; they sent repeated waves of hostile aircraft, sometimes more
than a hundred strong in one formation, to cast their bombs upon the single
pier that remained, and upon the sand dunes upon which the troops had their
eyes for shelter. Their U-boats, one of which was sunk, and their motor
launches took their toll of the vast traffic which now began. For four or five
days an intense struggle reigned. All their armored divisions-or what was left
of them-together with great masses of infantry and artillery, hurled themselves
in vain upon the ever-narrowing, ever-contracting appendix within which the
British and French Armies fought.
Meanwhile,
the Royal Navy, with the willing help of countless merchant seamen, strained
every nerve to embark the British and Allied troops; 220 light warships and 650
other vessels were engaged. They had to operate upon the difficult coast, often
in adverse weather, under an almost ceaseless hail of bombs and an increasing
concentration of artillery fire. Nor were the seas, as I have said, themselves
free from mines and torpedoes. It was in conditions such as these that our men
carried on, with little or no rest, for days and nights on end, making trip
after trip across the dangerous waters, bringing with them always men whom they
had rescued. The numbers they have brought back are the measure of their
devotion and their courage. The hospital ships, which brought off many
thousands of British and French wounded, being so plainly marked were a special
target for Nazi bombs; but the men and women on board them never faltered in
their duty.
Meanwhile,
the Royal Air Force, which had already been intervening in the battle, so far
as its range would allow, from home bases, now used part of its main
metropolitan fighter strength, and struck at the German bombers and at the
fighters which in large numbers protected them. This struggle was protracted
and fierce. Suddenly the scene has cleared, the crash and thunder has for the
moment-but only for the moment-died away. A miracle of deliverance, achieved by
valor, by perseverance, by perfect discipline, by faultless service, by
resource, by skill, by unconquerable fidelity, is manifest to us all. The enemy
was hurled back by the retreating British troops. He was so roughly handled
that he did not hurry their departure seriously. We must be very careful not to
assign to this deliverance the attributes of a victory. Wars are not won by
evacuations. But there was a victory inside this deliverance, which should be
noted. It was gained by the Air Force. Many of our soldiers coming back have
not seen the Air Force at work; they saw only the bombers which escaped its
protective attack. They underrate its achievements. I have heard much talk of
this; that is why I go out of my way to say this. I will tell you about it.
This
was a great trial of strength between the British and German Air Forces. Can
you conceive a greater objective for the Germans in the air than to make
evacuation from these beaches impossible, and to sink all these ships which
were displayed, almost to the extent of thousands? Could there have been an
objective of greater military importance and significance for the whole purpose
of the war than this? They tried hard, and they were beaten back; they were
frustrated in their task.
When
we consider how much greater would be our advantage in defending the air above
this Island against an overseas attack, I must
say that I find in these facts a sure basis upon which practical and reassuring
thoughts may rest. I will pay my tribute to these young airmen. The great
French Army was very largely, for the time being, cast back and disturbed by
the onrush of a few thousands of armored vehicles. May it not also be that the
cause of civilization itself will be defended by the skill and devotion of a
few thousand airmen? There never has been, I suppose, in all the world, in all
the history of war, such an opportunity for youth. The Knights of the Round
Table, the Crusaders, all fall back into the past-not only distant but prosaic;
these young men, going forth every morn to guard their native land and all that
we stand for, holding in their hands these instruments of colossal and
shattering power, of whom it may be said that
Every morn brought forth a
noble chance And every
chance brought forth a noble knight,
deserve
our gratitude, as do all the brave men who, in so many ways and on so many
occasions, are ready, and continue ready to give life and all for their native
land.
Nevertheless,
our thankfulness at the escape of our Army and so many men, whose loved ones
have passed through an agonizing week, must not blind us to the fact that what
has happened in France and Belgium is a colossal military disaster. The French
Army has been weakened, the Belgian Army has been lost, a large part of those
fortified lines upon which so much faith had been reposed is gone, many
valuable mining districts and factories have passed into the enemy's possession,
the whole of the Channel ports are in his hands, with all the tragic
consequences that follow from that, and we must expect another blow to be
struck almost immediately at us or at France. We are told that Herr Hitler has
a plan for invading the British Isles. This has often been thought of before.
When Napoleon lay at Boulogne for a year with his flat-bottomed boats and his
Grand Army, he was told by someone. "There are bitter weeds in
England." There are certainly a great many more of them since the British
Expeditionary Force returned. I
have, myself, full confidence that if all do their duty, if nothing is
neglected, and if the best arrangements are made, as they are being made, we
shall prove ourselves once again able to defend our Island home, to ride out
the storm of war, and to outlive the menace of tyranny, if necessary for years,
if necessary alone. At any rate, that is what we are going to try to do. That
is the resolve of His Majesty's Government-every man of them. That is the will
of Parliament and the nation. The British Empire and the FrenchRepublic,
linked together in their cause and in their need, will defend to the death
their native soil, aiding each other like good comrades to the utmost of their
strength. Even though large tracts of Europe
and many old and famous States have fallen or may fall into the grip of the
Gestapo and all the odious apparatus of Nazi rule, we shall not flag or fail.
We shall go on to the end, we shall fight in France, we shall fight on the seas
and oceans, we shall fight with growing confidence and growing strength in the air,
we shall defend our Island, whatever the cost may be, we shall fight on the
beaches, we shall fight on the landing grounds, we shall fight in the fields
and in the streets, we shall fight in the hills; we shall never surrender, and
even if, which I do not for a moment believe, this Island or a large part of it
were subjugated and starving, then our Empire beyond the seas, armed and
guarded by the British Fleet, would carry on the struggle, until, in God's good
time, the New World, with all its power and might, steps forth to the rescue
and the liberation of the old.
