An essay for GCSEFocusing closely on the end of Act One (pages 1-13) and the end of Act ThreeAn essay for GCSE
(Pages 56-74) analyse the dramatic devices Priestley uses to put across his main points of view in ‘An Inspector Calls’. An Essay By Lauren Devereux 10ANL/Silver
“The way some of these cranks talk and write now, you’d think everybody has to look after everybody else, as if we were all mixed up together like bees in a hive - community and all that nonsense…” Dramatic irony. A tool often used by J.B. Priestley author of ‘An Inspector calls’. Priestley wrote the play whilst the Second World War was in its final year… He uses his play to c
Opening...The dull thud of thousands of pairs of shoes echoes down the depressively decorated corridor. The shrill clang of the bell resounds through her head. She swings her bag over her shoulder and slips out fo the room. The teacher calls her name, but she turns witha smile and a flurry and leaves. A hand grasps her shoulder but she shrugs it off. The hands owner struggles to keep up with her as she storms down the corridor. Their words are muffled, she cant understand a word they are saying, and her eyes are stinging with tears. She stops dead, she finall snaps and flings her arms around her companions shouOpening...
full notepad and blunt pencilWow this notepad is getting full, it has really random scrawlings, and like, designs for my fashion course i'm taking. I value none of these yet i guard them with my life. I do not understand this. Maybe i'll understand when i'm older. When is older? Next month? Next Year? Adults really confuse me. They treat me like a child and then at the last minute they want me to have a "serious conversation" with them and expect me to be adult. I can do it...I just don't understand their logic. Maybe i'll just post this whole beaten up old book. Vent of emotion, thats what it is...my pencil, my green pen and this book are vents of emotion.full notepad and blunt pencil
shite i havent posted for 4 Months
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...when you will die, it will be your first real birthday...
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With candy,
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