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Poem                                   Competencies
                                                                                             C-1.1, C-1.3, C-1.4, C-2.4,
                                                                                             C-3.3

                                              Someone


                                                                                             • Creativity
                                                                                             • Communication Skills
                                                                                             • Critical Thinking
                                                                                   21st CENTURY SKILLS


             Warm Up               •  Creativity
                                   •  Communication  Skills
               Imagine you were in bed and saw a

               shadow at the window when there
               was lightning in the sky. Who could

               it be? What did the shadow look like?
               Did you imagine it to be of a thief

               or a monster? Draw an imaginary
               picture in the box and tell your

               partner about it.


        Read and Enjoy                                                                            •  Critical  Thinking
                                                                                                  •  Decision-making


              Here is an interesting poem about a strange thing that happened

              one night. Someone came knocking at the door and the poet has
              tried to build mystery around it. Let us read and find out more…


               Someone came knocking
                       At my  wee, small door;

               Someone came knocking,

                       I’m sure–sure–sure;
               I listened, I opened,

                       I looked to left and right,

               But  nought there was a-stirring
                       In the  still dark night;

               Only the busy beetle

                       Tap-tapping in the wall,
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