Independent Reading Book Trailer Assignment
American Literature | Ms. Cruz
Due: Monday, March 1st
Assignment:
For this assignment, you will share what you have read and learned from your independent reading book in a creative way. You will create a book trailer and then share a one page summary of your book and creation.
1. Create a Book Trailer to share a commercial of what your book is about, of course without spoiling. Your book trailer should
· Be 1 minute long
· Be on auto play with smooth/creative transitions
· Share book cover and name of autho
· Include words, images, and sound/music
· Highlight important moments/characters of the book
· Entertain and captivate your audience
2. Write a one page paper.
· Paragraph 1: Book summary
· Share the development of your plot, characters, and theme.
· Paragraph 2: Explanation of creative work
· Share the importance and reasoning of what you included in your book trailer (Why did you use the pictures you used? What meaning does your text have? Why did you select the music/sound used?
· Properly format your paper (double space, times new roman, 12pt font)
· Be sure to create strong and clear sentences with little to no gramma
spelling e
ors.
Suggestions for Book Trailer Creation:
· Use iMovie, Powtoon, Movie Maker, Powerpoint, Prezi, etc.
· Try to include transitions, moving animation, voiceover
· Check with Ru
ic to ensure you have accomplished a creative piece of work
· Have Fun!
Student’s Name:
Title of book:
Movie Trailer Ru
ic: Modified from Readthinkwrite.org
Category
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Images
Images are well-chosen and thorough and create a distinct atmosphere or tone that matches different parts of the book trailer.
An attempt was made to use images to create an atmosphere or tone but it needed more work. Image choice is logical.
Little or no attempt to use images to create an appropriate atmosphere/tone.
Sound
Music stirs a rich emotional response that matches the book well.
Music is good and not distracting, but it does not add much to the book trailer.
Music is distracting, inappropriate, OR was not used.
Text/Voice
Spelling and grammar are all co
ect. Text is easily read.
The pace fits the storyline.
A few typos or pacing issues.
Many typos, difficult to understand.
Use of technology
The student used the technology effectively and creatively.
The student’s use of technology adequately met the requirements of the assignment, but lacked creativity/innovation.
The student’s use of technology was clumsy or he/she didn’t make full use of the technology.
Organization and flow
Slides transition from one to the next in a logical, meaningful, and visually appealing way; the trailer has a clear, creative, and purposeful opening and ending.
Slides sometimes transition effectively; opening and ending are adequate.
Slides do not transition and their placement often does not make sense.
Every Day
Also by David Levithan
Boy Meets Boy
The Realm of Possibility
Are We There Yet?
Marly’s Ghost (illustrated by Brian Selznick)
Nick & Norah’s Infinite Playlist (written with Rachel Cohn)
Wide Awake
Naomi and Ely’s No Kiss List (written with Rachel Cohn)
How They Met, and Other Stories
The Likely Story series (written as David Van Etten, with David Ozanich and Chris Van Etten)
Love Is the Higher Law
Will Grayson, Will Grayson (written with John Green)
Dash & Lily’s Book of Dares (written with Rachel Cohn)
The Lover’s Dictionary
Every You, Every Me (with photographs by Jonathan Farmer)
T HIS IS A BORZOI BOOK PUBLISHED BY ALFRED A . KNOPF
This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living o
dead, events, or locales is entirely coincidental.
Text copyright © 2012 by David Levithan
Jacket art copyright © 2012 by Adam Abernathy
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ary of Congress Cataloging-in-Publication Data
Levithan, David.
Every day / by David Levithan.
p. cm.
Summary: Every morning A wakes in a different person’s body, a different person’s life, learning over the years to never get too attached, until he wakes up in the body of Justin and falls
in love with Justin’s girlfriend, Rhiannon.
eISBN: XXXXXXXXXX
[1. Love—Fiction. 2. Interpersonal relations—Fiction.] I. Title.
PZ7.L5798Es 2012
[Fic]—dc23
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Random House Children’s Books supports the First Amendment and cele
ates the right to read.
v3.1
For Paige
(May you find happiness every day)
Contents
Cove
Other Books by This Autho
Title Page
Copyright
Dedication
Day 5994
Day 5995
Day 5996
Day 5997
Day 5998
Day 5999
Day 6000
Day 6001
Day 6002
Day 6003
Day 6004
Day 6005
Day 6006
Day 6007
Day 6008
Day 6009
Day 6010
Day 6011
Day 6012
Day 6013
Day 6014
Day 6015
Day 6016
Day 6017
Day 6018
Day 6019
Day 6020
Day 6021
Day 6022
Day 6023
Day 6024
Day 6025
Day 6026
Day 6027
Day 6028
Day 6029
Day 6030
Day 6031
Day 6032
Day 6033
Day 6034
Acknowledgments
About the Autho
Day 5994
I wake up.
Immediately I have to figure out who I am. It’s not just the body—opening my eyes and discovering whether the skin on my arm is light or dark,
whether my hair is long or short, whether I’m fat or thin, boy or girl, sca
ed or smooth. The body is the easiest thing to adjust to, if you’re used to
waking up in a new one each morning. It’s the life, the context of the body, that can be hard to grasp.
Every day I am someone else. I am myself—I know I am myself—but I am also someone else.
It has always been like this.
The information is there. I wake up, open my eyes, understand that it is a new morning, a new place. The biography kicks in, a welcome gift from the
not-me part of the mind. Today I am Justin. Somehow I know this—my name is Justin—and at the same time I know that I’m not really Justin, I’m only
o
owing his life for a day. I look around and know that this is his room. This is his home. The alarm will go off in seven minutes.
I’m never the same person twice, but I’ve certainly been this type before. Clothes everywhere. Far more video games than books. Sleeps in his
oxers. From the taste of his mouth, a smoker. But not so addicted that he needs one as soon as he wakes up.
“Good morning, Justin,” I say. Checking out his voice. Low. The voice in my head is always different.
Justin doesn’t take care of himself. His scalp itches. His eyes don’t want to open. He hasn’t gotten much sleep.
Already I know I’m not going to like today.
It’s hard being in the body of someone you don’t like, because you still have to respect it. I’ve harmed people’s lives in the past, and I’ve found that
every time I slip up, it haunts me. So I try to be careful.
From what I can tell, every person I inhabit is the same age as me. I don’t hop from being sixteen to being sixty. Right now, it’s only sixteen. I don’t
know how this works. Or why. I stopped trying to figure it out a long time ago. I’m never going to figure it out, any more than a normal person will
figure out his or her own existence. After a while, you have to be at peace with the fact that you simply are. There is no way to know why. You can
have theories, but there will never be proof.
I can access facts, not feelings. I know this is Justin’s room, but I have no idea if he likes it or not. Does he want to kill his parents in the next
oom? Or would he be lost without his mother coming in to make sure he’s awake? It’s impossible to tell. It’s as if that part of me replaces the same
part of whatever person I’m in. And while I’m glad to be thinking like myself, a hint every now and then of how the other person thinks would be
helpful. We all contain mysteries, especially when seen from the inside.
The alarm goes off. I reach for a shirt and some jeans, but something lets me see that it’s the same shirt he wore yesterday. I pick a different shirt.
I take the clothes with me to the bathroom, dress after showering. His parents are in the kitchen now. They have no idea that anything is different.
Sixteen years is a lot of time to practice. I don’t usually make mistakes. Not anymore.
I read his parents easily: Justin doesn’t talk to them much in the morning, so I don’t have to talk to them. I have grown accustomed to sensing
expectation in others, or the lack of it. I shovel down some cereal, leave the bowl in the sink without washing it, grab Justin’s keys and go.
Yesterday I was a girl in a town I’d guess to be two hours away. The day before, I was a boy in a town three hours farther than that. I am already
forgetting their details. I have to, or else I will never remember who I really am.
Justin listens to loud and obnoxious music on a loud and obnoxious station where loud and obnoxious DJs make loud and obnoxious jokes as a
way of getting through the morning. This is all I need to know about Justin, really. I access his memory to show me the way to school, which parking
space to take, which locker to go to. The combination. The names of the people he knows in the halls.
Sometimes I can’t go through these motions. I can’t
ing myself to go to school, maneuver through the day. I’ll say I’m sick, stay in bed and read
a few books. But even that gets tiresome after a while, and I find myself up for the challenge of a new school, new friends. For a day.
As I take Justin’s books out of his locker, I can feel someone