I have created several resources that can be used for each chapter of Chaos Gate. Current available resources for chapter four are found below. You may use and modify these resources as you see fit. Please provide attribution to Robert Walton if you wish to distribute outside of your classroom.
Recriprocal Questions and Cloze Activity
CHAOS GATE *** Chapter Four
Reciprocal Questions for chapter four:
1. What kind of animal helped Mere Rowan discover Claire’s name?
2. Do you think the animals that helped Mere Rowan were dangerous?
(Please answer this question with a full sentence. Then explain your answer with another sentence and offer proof in subsequent sentences.)
CLOZE – fill in the blanks in the sentences below from words in the word bank. You will use only three of the words.
WORD BANK: buzzed, murmured, necklace, torches, twanged, drummer
1. Burning ________________ lined a high stone wall.
2. Mere Rowan _______________________, “you fought well, old friend.”
3. A ______________ banged out a swift tempo.
Puzzle
CHAOS GATE *** puzzle for chapter four
S O E R Y S S R T U E J W C L
C B N E T Z L N I Q K I K C C
E C Q M A Y P C B W W F H V H
I W L M T M C T U M Y D D H J
M F B I D A I R A T E A Z H H
Q W W H I H U Q U G Q O U M V
R P Y S H S Y T N E G R A U R
U E W D T E C A L K C E N R E
P G D L M X W D E W D D B M T
F G I I B T C F R L D U M U T
G N T O R C H E S U Z V Y R U
G C J V D T A F R Z M Z Z V M
F S T V J Y S I E X F M U L R
F G T B M I V D A J U S E M Y
Y F I U U Y J X A T R J U R H
Find the words below in the puzzle above and circle them.
ARGENT BUZZED DRUMMER MURMUR MUTTER MUZZLE
NECKLACE RUSTLING SHIMMER STRIDER
TORCHES TWANGED
Chaos Gate Vocabulary Search (works with all chapters)
CHAOS GATE *** Chapter Four Word Hunt
Skim the passage below and find five mystery words.
1. s _ _ _ _ _ _ _ *** It means flew in a circles.
2. b _ _ _ _ _ _ *** It means a loud humming sound.
3. a _ _ _ _ _ _ _ *** It means put in order, organized.
4. e _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ *** It means spoke forcefully.
5. s _ _ _ _ *** It means very white.
Mere Rowan again rested her right hand on Claire’s head and motioned with her left. The bees swarmed together, paused for a moment, and spiraled down toward them. In a moment, the old woman and the girl were surrounded by a spinning, buzzing halo of gold. One by one, individual bees broke away from the halo and settled on the back of Claire’s hand. She held quite still, but the tickle-touch of their feet was driving her mad with an urge to scratch.
Mere Rowan said, “Very good. Now, think. Think of your name.”
Claire closed her eyes and thought. She thought of her father calling her name across a summer field. She thought of her mother calling her to dinner. She thought of her brother . . . Her eyes flew open. She glanced down at her hand.
The golden bees were still now. They had arranged themselves into a pattern of letters.
“Claire!” Mere Rowan exclaimed. “What a pretty name, Claire!” She smiled and for a moment her face looked like a girl’s.
Claire moved her hand slightly.
The bees’ hum became louder. The letters of her name blurred as their wings moved.
Mere Rowan picked up the jar, leaned close and said, “Easy now. We will return them to their place.” She held the lip of the jar next to Claire’s hand. Several bees stepped off her hand, spread their wings and flew into the jar. Then all the rest followed. The bees still flying above circled once and dove toward the jar. Claire’s gaze followed the last one down into the jar, into an endless sky, deeper blue than any she’d seen, flecked far away with snowy clouds. She raised her eyes in wonder.
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