Recounts
If
you want to tell someone about things that happened to you, you can write a
RECOUNT. To recount, means to retell. When you write a recount, you tell about
events in the order they happened. You also have to tell: who is in your
recount; when it happened; where it happened and why it happened.
Types
Personal
recount, factual recount, imaginative recount
The Recount Skeleton
Title
Orientation (Setting)
Who? What? When? Where? How? Why?
Event One
Event Two
Event Three
Event Four
Ending
(Personal comment or
evaluation)
Language
Features
1 . Includes specific participants (My Family)
2. Use of simple past tense
3. Use of action verbs
4. Use of linking verbs to do with time e.g. on
Tuesday, when, then, after that
5. Use of first personal pronouns
6. Details selected to add interest
7. Personal responses to events may be included except in factual recounts
Sample Text Recount:
If you look closely at Ted's recount, you can see it has a
skeleton.
First Dav Back At School
Yesterday, I woke up really early. It was the first day
back at school after a two-week holiday. I moaned a bit before I
got out of bed. My sister, Beth, also groaned a bit but I think we were both
glad about it because we missed our friends. I suppose I missed Miss Dixon a bit too.
First I had my shower and then I made my bed. Mum was unable to
make my bed that day because she was very busy with my noisy little sister.
When I went into the kitchen for my breakfast, my little sister gave me a huge
smile.
The bus came at 8.30 a.m. and I found out that
Jonathan, my best friend at school, had left and gone to another school. He did
not even give me a call to tell me. At recess, I walked around the playground
picking up papers. The duty teacher, Mr Brown, gave me some special points for
my house for picking litter. That made me feel a bit better. Then Ryan asked me
to join in his football game. The rest of the schoolday went quite fast and it was soon time to go home.
After I had watched my favourite television programme,
'Totally Wild', I went to Grandpa's house. He knows heaps
about gardens and he tells me stories about when he was in the
war. His stories are better than anything on television. We pulled up a few
weeds and then he made me a chocolate milkshake, just like Grandma used to do
before she died. I still miss
her, 
I guess my first day back at school was an
enjoyable one. Mum was in a much better mood. I made a new friend who has got a
better football than Jonathan and I had a good time with Grandpa
.
