SWC Examples
Each week, you'll find examples for that week's activity on this page. Have a look through them and use them to write your own.
A famous teacher in Roman times, Quintilian said: "Imitation is not only permissible, but necessary." So feel free to copy and rework the examples.
Here’s to a summer full of words, ideas and stories – one step at a time!
David's Word Banks
The House
Three-story house.
Good sized garden.
Play swing.
Football in the garden.
Stone wall.
Flowerbeds.
Open plan downstairs.
Big open fireplace.
The Area
Dorset near Bridport.
West Bay beach.
Huge cliff.
Lyme Regis visit.
Fish n chips – lovely.
Farmland.
Quiet country lanes.
Memories
The dramatic thunderstorm.
Days on the beach.
Evening out in Lyme Regis.
The fair and the pier.
Feeding the swans at Abbotsbury.
Riding the Seaton tramway.
Next week, will see how you can use the word banks to plan out a plot.
David's Plot Boxes
Story 1
Part 1
Intro = 25 words
The children playing football in the garden.
Part 2
Main Story = 60 words
Last minute trip into Lyme Regis to buy some plants to replace the damaged ones.
Story 2
Part 1
Intro = 25 words
Last day on the beach.
Part 2
Main Story = 60 words
Fish and chips lunch, watching the storm coming in.
Part 3
Ending = 15 words
Twist ending - the gardener arrives, ready to redo the planting anyway.
Part 3
Ending = 15 words
Not sure of the ending yet.
David's Character Sketches
Character 1 = Mandy.
Aged 42, married to Jack, two children: Mike and River. Works as manager of a charity shop, holds dinner parties and plays the piano.
Q1 = Her job and cooking.
Q2 = Mike is about to go to university.
Q3 = Her friends and family.
Q4 = Her mum doesn’t visit very much
Character 2 = Mike.
Aged 18. He loves all things science and has got into a good university. He plays bass in a band and enjoys watching his local football team.
Q1 = Both the band and the football.
Q2 = When his team loses – and they often do!
Q3 = His bandmates, it’s a good laugh.
Q4 = At the moment his mum – she’s going to miss him.
David's Short Story
Flying the Nest
Mandy knew it was silly. Everyone said so.
But with Mike heading for university, the holiday had the feeling of an ending. As Friday came, the fear and foreboding had reached its worst.
‘That’s a youngen,’ said the swannery guide, ‘just about ready to leave the nest.’
The almost white swan got into the air, flying away towards the other end of the lake. It made a long, sweeping arc in the sky before splashing back down right by its mum.
‘Funny though,’ the guide continued, ‘they might fly away, but they always seem to come back.’