REVIEW : Stop occasionally to determine what you know, what you think you know, and what has changed.
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I can tell from the descriptions in the first paragraph that this story is taking place on the moon and that it is probably going to be a sci-fi story.
 I thought he was the villain, but now I’m not sure.
Have you ever read a page of a book, gotten to the end, and then not remembered what you read? If so, you are not alone. This happens because we don’t review along the way. Break up the reading and stop after a few sentences to review to what you l earned, how it’s changed what I knew from the beginning of the work, and what new ideas have been introduced that affect the overall meaning of the work.
Do’s
-stop every couple of sentences to review
-ask yourself how things have changed from the beginning of the piece and how it might affect the end
-always stop when a new character, location, and major new piece of information occurs and make note of it
Do Not’s
-give one or two review examples every few paragraphs
don’t make connection to the events in the piece you have already read
-ignore the introductions of new characters, settings, or ideas
Example:
A new character was introduced. Her name is Rosy ; she’s 16, has brown hair, and is extremely outgoing. She goes to Barnaby High School in Portland, Oregon. She’s seems nice, but there really isn’t enough information about her yet. I’m guessing at some point we will change settings and see more of what her high school is like from the inside.
Assignment:
Actively read “Upon the Burning of Our House” by Anne Bradstreet. Write a minimum of 7 review responses and a minimum of 3 other active reading strategy entries (unless it is your first module).

In silent night when rest I took,
For sorrow near I did not look,
I waken'd was with thundering noise
And Piteous shrieks of dreadful voice.
That fearful sound of fire and fire,
Let no man know is my Desire.
I, starting up, the light did spy,
And to my God my heart did cry
To strengthen me in my Distress
And not to leave me succorless.
Then coming out beheld a space,
The flame consume my dwelling place.
And, when I could no longer look,
I blest his Name that gave and took,
That laid my goods now in the dust:
Yea so it was, and so 'twas just.
It was his own: it was not mine;
Far be it that I should repine.
He might of All justly bereft,
But yet sufficient for us left.
When by the Ruins oft I past,
My sorrowing eyes aside did cast,
And here and there the places spy
Where oft I sate, and long did lye.
Here stood that Trunk, and there that chest;
There lay that store I counted best:
My pleasant things in ashes lye,
And them behold no more shall I.
Under thy roof no guest shall sit, 
 Nor at thy Table eat a bit.
No pleasant tale shall 'ere be told,
Nor things recounted done of old.
No Candle 'ere shall shine in Thee,

Nor bridegroom's voice ere heard shall bee.
In silence ever shalt thou lye;
Adieu, Adieu; All's vanity.
Then straight I ‘gin my heart to chide,
And didst thy wealth on earth abide?
Didst fix thy hope on moldering dust,
The arm of flesh didst make thy trust?
Raise up thy thoughts above the sky
That dunghill mists away may fly
Thou hast an house on high erect
Framed by that mighty Architect,
With glory richly furnished
Stands permanent tho' this be fled.
It's purchased, and paid for too
By him who hath enough to do.
A Prize so vast as is unknown,
Yet, by his Gift, is made thine own.
There’s wealth enough, I need no more;
Farewell my Pelf, farewell my Store.
The world no longer let me Love,
My hope and Treasure lies Above.