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Repetition …a clever trick authors use whenwriting books!

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Do you like green eggs and ham?

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“I'll huff and I'll puff and I'll blow your house down!”

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The Three Little Rigs

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Tikki Tikki Tembo

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Annabel Lee by Edgar Allen PoeIt was many and many a year ago,In a kingdom by the sea,That a maiden there lived whom you may knowBy the name of ANNABEL LEE;And this maiden she lived with no other thoughtThan to love and be loved by me.

I was a child and she was a child,In this kingdom by the sea;But we loved with a love that was more than love-I and my Annabel Lee;With a love that the winged seraphs of heavenCoveted her and me.

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And this was the reason that, long ago,In this kingdom by the sea,A wind blew out of a cloud, chillingMy beautiful Annabel Lee;So that her highborn kinsman cameAnd bore her away from me,To shut her up in a sepulchreIn this kingdom by the sea.

The angels, not half so happy in heaven,Went envying her and me-Yes!- that was the reason (as all men know,In this kingdom by the sea)That the wind came out of the cloud by night,Chilling and killing my Annabel Lee.

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Why do authors use repetition?•Stresses something important!

•Creates mood.

•Helps the reader know the character better.

•Creates rhythm.

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“Ron! Ron! Get back! Get back!” from Harry Potter

Percy wasn’t sure, wasn’t sure at all what was waiting for him. from The Lightning Thief

"Never in his life has he been so vilely treated and never in his life had he been so angry.“

from The Call of the Wild

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..and a couple more examples…I was glad it was raining so hard, because it made it easy to cry. I cried and cried and cried, and the whole time I was calling for Winn-Dixie.“Winn-Dixie,” I screamed.“Winn-Dixie,” the preacher shouted. And then he whistled loud and long. But Winn-Dixie didn’t show up.

All of a sudden it was hard for me to talk. I loved the preacher so much. I loved him because he loved Winn-Dixie. I loved him because he was going to forgive Winn-Dixie for being afraid. But most of all, I loved him for putting his arm around Winn-Dixie like that, like he was already trying to keep him safe.

from Because of Winn Dixie


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