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Classwork: 
1. Read The Ballad of Hollis Brown, and Ballad of Birmingham (below).

2. Compare the two ballads by answering the questions below.

3. Complete the Vocabulary 3 Powerpoint. Make sure each slide includes:

     a. the word
     b. its definition
     c. an image 
     d. a sentence that both, relates to the image, and shows that you understand the word

Homework:
Email the completed presentation to me at [email protected]

Also, Make sure you have completed this:
http://www.mrflamm.com/two-amazing-true-stories.html 
 



Ballad of Hollis Brown, by Bob Dylan

Hollis Brown
He lived on the outside of town
Hollis Brown
He lived on the outside of town
With his wife and five children
And his cabin broken down

You looked for work and money
And you walked a rugged mile
You looked for work and money
And you walked a rugged mile
Your children are so hungry
That they don't know how to smile

Your baby's eyes look crazy
They're a-tuggin' at your sleeve
Your baby's eyes look crazy
They're a-tuggin' at your sleeve
You walk the floor and wonder why
With every breath you breathe

The rats have got your flour
Bad blood it got your mare
The rats have got your flour
Bad blood it got your mare
If there's anyone that knows
Is there anyone that cares?

You prayed to the Lord above
Oh please send you a friend
You prayed to the Lord above
Oh please send you a friend
Your empty pockets tell yuh
That you ain't a-got no friend

Your babies are crying louder
It's pounding on your brain
Your babies are crying louder
It's pounding on your brain
Your wife's screams are stabbin' you
Like the dirty drivin' rain

Your grass it is turning black
There's no water in your well
Your grass is turning black
There's no water in your well
You spent your last lone dollar
On seven shotgun shells

Way out in the wilderness
A cold coyote calls
Way out in the wilderness
A cold coyote calls
Your eyes fix on the shotgun
That's hangin' on the wall

Your brain is a-bleedin'
And your legs can't seem to stand
Your brain is a-bleedin'
And your legs can't seem to stand
Your eyes fix on the shotgun
That you're holdin' in your hand

There's seven breezes a-blowin'
All around the cabin door
There's seven breezes a-blowin'
All around the cabin door
Seven shots ring out
Like the ocean's pounding roar

There's seven people dead
On a South Dakota farm
There's seven people dead
On a South Dakota farm
Somewhere in the distance
There's seven new people born



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Ballad of Birmingham
A ballad is a song that tells a story, often a story about love, death, or betrayal. Ballads can be sad or humorous. They tell their stories using a steady rhythm and a simple pattern of rhymes, which make them easy to memorize. A typical ballad uses repetition, often in the form of a refrain—a phrase or a stanza that is repeated throughout the work, usually at the end of each verse.

Every ballad, old or new, tells a tale that can be as gripping as a front-page newspaper story. Dudley Randall wrote his ballad in response to the tragic events that made headlines on September 15, 1963. In the midst of the struggle for civil rights for African Americans, a bomb exploded in a church in Birmingham, Alabama. Four teenage girls were killed.

Like many of the traditional ballads, this one uses dialogue to tell a story.


Ballad of Birmingham, by Dudley Randall 

(On the bombing of a church in Birmingham, Alabama, 1963)

       “Mother dear, may I go downtown 
        Instead of out to play, 
        And march the streets of Birmingham 
        In a Freedom March today?”

  5    “No, baby, no, you may not go, 
        For the dogs are fierce and wild, 
        And clubs and hoses, guns and jails 
        Aren’t good for a little child.”

       “But, mother, I won’t be alone. 
10    Other children will go with me, 
       And march the streets of Birmingham 
       To make our country free.”

       “No, baby, no, you may not go, 
       For I fear those guns will fire. 
15    But you may go to church instead 
       And sing in the children’s choir.”

       She has combed and brushed her night-dark hair, 
       And bathed rose-petal sweet, 
       And drawn white gloves on her small brown hands, 
20    And white shoes on her feet.

       The mother smiled to know her child 
       Was in the sacred place, 
       But that smile was the last smile 
       To come upon her face.

25    For when she heard the explosion, 
       Her eyes grew wet and wild. 
       She raced through the streets of Birmingham 
       Calling for her child.

       She clawed through bits of glass and brick, 
30    Then lifted out a shoe. 
       “O, here’s the shoe my baby wore, 
       But, baby, where are you?”


The History Behind the Ballad, by Taylor Branch

The following account is from Parting the Waters, a book that won the Pulitzer Prize in history in 1989.

That Sunday was the annual Youth Day at the Sixteenth Street Baptist Church. Mamie H. Grier, superintendent of the Sunday school, stopped in at the basement ladies’ room to find four young girls who had left Bible classes early and were talking excitedly about the beginning of the school year. All four were dressed in white from head to toe, as this was their day to run the main service for the adults at eleven o’clock. Grier urged them to hurry along and then went upstairs to sit in on her own women’s Sunday-school class. They were engaged in a lively debate on the lesson topic, “The Love That Forgives,” when a loud earthquake shook the entire church and showered the classroom with plaster and debris. Grier’s first thought was that it was like a ticker-tape parade. Maxine McNair, a schoolteacher sitting next to her, reflexively went stiff and was the only one to speak. “Oh, my goodness!” she said. She escaped with Grier, but the stairs down to the basement were blocked and the large stone staircase on the outside literally had vanished. They stumbled through the church to the front door and then made their way around outside through the gathering noise of moans and sirens. A hysterical church member shouted to Grier that her husband had already gone to the hospital in the first ambulance. McNair searched desperately for her only child until finally she came upon a sobbing old man and screamed, “Daddy, I can’t find Denise!” The man helplessly replied, “She’s dead, baby. I’ve got one of her shoes.” He held a girl’s white dress shoe, and the look on his daughter’s face made him scream out, “I’d like to blow the whole town up!”






Make sure that you complete the Vocabulary 3 Powerpoint, and that each slide includes:

     a. the word
     b. its definition
     c. an image 
     d. a sentence that both, relates to the image, and shows that you understand the word


Homework:
Email the completed presentation to me at [email protected]

Also, Make sure you have completed this:
http://www.mrflamm.com/two-amazing-true-stories.html  
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