Activity 4Name:Period:
Unscrambling Sentence Parts
from Sentence Composing for Middle School, Don Killgallon©1997
Practice 2
The sentences below have movable sentence parts that are underlined. Reposition the sentence parts. Make sure that your sentence is as effective as the original.
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Example
Original Sentence:
Tom was on his feet, shouting.
Hal Borland, When the Legends Die
Effective Rearrangements:
Shouting, Tom was on his feet.
Tom, shouting, was on his feet.
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- Taran cried, his teeth chattering violently.
Lloyd Alexander, The Book of Three
- The fog horn was blowing steadily, once every fifteen seconds.
Ray Bradbury, “the Fog Horn”
- He sat on a rail fence, watching the night come over Gettysburg.
Michael Shaara, The Killer Angels
- Slowly, filled with dissatisfaction, he had gone to his room and got into bed.
Betsy Byars, The Summer of the Swans
Activity 4, Practice 2, continued
- There are boys from broken homes, and boys who have been in difficulty with the law, studying in the classrooms, working in the fields and in the workshops.
William E, Barrett, The Lillies of the Field
- Somewhere there, on that desolate plain, was lurking this fiendish man, hiding in a burrow like a wild beast, his heart full of malignancy against the whole race which had cast him out.
Sir Arthur Conan Doyle, The Hound of the Baskervilles
- Alan made a business of checking his own reflection in the mirror, giving Norris time to make a clean getaway, while Keeton stood by the door, watching him impatiently.
Stephen King, Needful Things
- Standing in front of the room, her blond hair pulled back to emphasize the determination of her face, her body girdled to emphasize the determination of her spine, her eyes holding determinedly to anger, Miss Lass was afraid.
Rosa Guy, The Friends
- She ate a great deal and afterward fell asleep herself, and Mary sat and stared at her and watched her fine bonnet slip on one side until she herself fell asleep once more in the corner of the carriage, lulled by the splashing of the rain against the windows.
Frances Hodgson Burnett, The Secret Garden
- The garden was to the left of the barn and the pasture hidden from the house by the smokehouse and a pecan grove and a row of little peach trees that because of the drought had dropped hard knotty fruit not even fit to make spiced pickle with.
Olive Ann Burns, Cold Sassy Tree