Reread Text

1. Reread Text Goal: Fluency By: Kyla Kresl

2. Reread Text • Reread a part of a text many times until you can read it accurately, smoothly, and with expression. • You must read from a good-fit book. • This can be done by yourself or with a partner.

3. How to practice fluency by rereading the text… • From the story you are reading, pick a different paragraph each day. • Reread the paragraph until you can read it smoothly, with expression, and can read all the words correctly. • Practice reading at a faster pace using the same paragraph.

4. Pick a Passage of text The day Shiloh came, we're having us a big Sunday dinner. Dara Lynn's dipping bread in her glass of cold tea, the way she likes, and Becky pushes her beans up over the edge of her plate in her rush to get 'em down. Ma gives us her scolding look. "Just once in my life," she says, "I'd like to see a bit of food go direct from the dish into somebody's mouth without a detour of any kind." She's looking at me when she says it, though. It isn't that I don't like fried rabbit. Like it fine. I just don't want to bite down on buckshot, is all, and I'm checking each piece. "I looked that rabbit over good, Marty, and you won't find any buckshot in that thing," Dad says, buttering his bread. "I shot him in the neck." Hey, Tom! Where were you last night?" "Yeah, you missed it." Alan and Billy came up the front walk. Tom was sitting on his porch steps, bouncing a tennis ball. "Old Man Tator caught Joe as we were climbing through the fence, so we all had to go back, and he made us pile the peaches on his kitchen table, and then he called our mothers." “Joe's mother hasn't let him out yet." "Where were you?" Tom stopped bouncing the tennis ball. He was a tall skinny boy who took his troubles very seriously. "My mother kept me in." "What for?" "I wouldn't eat my dinner." Alan sat down on the step below Tom and began to chew his thumbnail. Text taken from Shiloh by Phyllis Reynold Naylor Text taken from How To Eat Fried Worms by Thomas Rockwell

5. Reread smoothly, with expression, and read all words correctly The day Shiloh came, we're having us a big Sunday dinner. Dara Lynn's dipping bread in her glass of cold tea, the way she likes, and Becky pushes her beans up over the edge of her plate in her rush to get 'em down. Ma gives us her scolding look. "Just once in my life," she says, "I'd like to see a bit of food go direct from the dish into somebody's mouth without a detour of any kind." She's looking at me when she says it, though. It isn't that I don't like fried rabbit. Like it fine. I just don't want to bite down on buckshot, is all, and I'm checking each piece. "I looked that rabbit over good, Marty, and you won't find any buckshot in that thing," Dad says, buttering his bread. "I shot him in the neck." Hey, Tom! Where were you last night?" "Yeah, you missed it." Alan and Billy came up the front walk. Tom was sitting on his porch steps, bouncing a tennis ball. "Old Man Tator caught Joe as we were climbing through the fence, so we all had to go back, and he made us pile the peaches on his kitchen table, and then he called our mothers." “Joe's mother hasn't let him out yet." "Where were you?" Tom stopped bouncing the tennis ball. He was a tall skinny boy who took his troubles very seriously. "My mother kept me in." "What for?" "I wouldn't eat my dinner." Alan sat down on the step below Tom and began to chew his thumbnail.

6. Practice reading at a faster pace This is only after finishing the first two steps. Eventually you will work up to this.

7. More fluency practice! • This website gives many fluency passages at various reading levels. • Click here!