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III. Objectives
1. distinguish the elements of a prose;
2. identify the elements of a prose in a particular selection;
3. perform and record a readers theater piece (Read Aloud Performance)
IV. Learning Activities
A. Preparation
Directions: Identify the title of the some Philippine literary pieces based on the pictures.
-Mind Game-
Literary elements are used by writers to make a text interesting to the readers. At the same time, these
elements can be used to analyze and understand the text better. These elements are the following.
Now, let us get to know these LITERARY ELEMENTS OF PROSE one by one.
1. The PLOT is the sequence of events that make up the story, told in either a chronological or a non
chronological order. The usual plot order is:
2. The ATMOSPHERE in prose refers to the creation of a mood or feeling by the use of descriptions and
setting.
Example: At low tide, when the bed was dry and the rocks glinted with broken bottles, the stone fence of the
Spaniard’s compound set off the house as if it were a castle. Sunrise brought a wash of silver upon the roofs of the
laundry and garden sheds which had been built low and close to the fence. On dull mornings the light dripped from the
bamboo screen which covered the veranda and hung some four or five yards from the ground.
- Excerpt from “The Bread of Salt” by N. V. M. Gonzalez
Explanation: The atmosphere set by the excerpt is a transition to light from darkness.
This can help in analyzing the story as a coming-of-age story.
3. CHARACTERIZATION in prose refers to how the author describes the character, either directly or
indirectly through action, using details or nuances to add depth.
Example:
The first children who saw the dark and slinky bulge approaching through the sea let themselves think it was an
enemy ship. Then they saw it had no flor masts and they thought it was a whale. But when it washed up on the beach,
they removed the clumps of seaweed, the jellyfish tentacles, and the remains of fish and flotsam, and only then did
they see that it was a drowned man.
- Excerpt from “The Handsomest Drowned Man in the World” by Gabriel Garcia Marquez
Explanation: The given excerpt from Gabriel Garcia Marquez’s “The Handsomest
Drowned Man” shows an example of characterization.
4. The problem or challenge faced by the character or characters in the story is called the CONFLICT.
There are three possible conflicts:
a. Man vs. Man / Person vs. Person
Some conflicts may be between a character and another character in the story. This is where the main
character’s opponent is a man or a woman one at a time.
Just like in the Philippine TV drama, “Ang sa Iyo ay Akin” (What’s Yours is Mine) emphasizes person vs. person through Ellice vs.
Marissa. These two ladies are friends in the beginning but later on become enemies due to wealth and other concerns in their
lives.
For example, the short story “Wedding Dance” by Amador Daguio talks about a couple who cannot have bear a child due to
infertility. Since in their culture, it is a shame for a man to can’t have a successor so, he marry another woman and have a child.
His first wife’s fate is very sad but she accepted it wholeheartedly that she cannot bear a child.
This kind of conflict is seen when a character is facing the threatening results of Science moving beyond his
or her control. This is the conflict between character and the results of Science discovery.
For example, “Frankenstein”, a novel by Mary Shelley, tells the story of gifted scientist Victor Frankenstein who succeeds in giving
life to a being of his own creation. However, this is not the perfect specimen he imagines that it will be, but rather a hideous
creature who is rejected by Victor and mankind in general. The Monster seeks its revenge through murder and terror.
5. The perspective or vantage point of the speaker or the narrator is called the POINT OF VIEW. There
are four common types of point view that can be used and observed in a literary work.
a. First person - The character within the story is the one telling it and uses
his or her perspective. It uses the pronoun I in the main
narrative of the story .
Example: As I walked along the shore, the sun was setting, and the waves were starting to crawl to my
feet.
b. Second person - The narrator in the story is talking to the reader as if the reader is also a
character in the story. It uses the pronoun you in the main narrative of the
story.
Example: You are about to take part in a wonderful journey.
c. Third-person objective - The narrator gives an unbiased point of view since the telling of the
story does not mention the characters’ thoughts, opinions, or
feelings.
Example: Ms. Garcia entered the class. The whole class fell silent.
d. Third-person omniscient - The narrator is not part of the story but could see and narrate
what the characters are feeling and thinking. The narrator is
knowledgeable of the story.
Example: The students were all excited for the first day of class. Students of section Acacia did not know
who their adviser will be. Since their section is known to be the noisiest in their batch, most
teachers would like to avoid being their adviser. As Ms. Garcia, the strictest teacher in school,
entered their room, the whole class fell silent, and she thought it was just as well that they knew
they should be quiet in her class. Matt, usually the noisiest one, gulped and looked anxious,
already knowing his antics would not be tolerated when Ms. Garcia is around.
6. The SETTING is the time and place where the story is set. It can also include the weather, the social and
political climate, and the cultural environment.
Example: In Ernest Hemingway’s “Hills Like White Elephants,” the train station and its location serve
as a third character, representative of the psychological state of the two main characters.
7. THEME, on the other hand, is the central idea of the story, and to an extent, the
purpose for its utterance.
Example: One of the main themes in Samuel Beckett’s “Waiting for Godot” is the absurdity of human life.
Literary techniques are used in texts to convey its meaning. Literary techniques give more emphasis to a
writer's ideas to make them stand out. Here are two of the most common literary techniques used in prose:
1. A FLASHBACK is a scene or a passage that interrupts the present action of a plot to introduce a past
event.
Example: a scene of a woman taking care of her baby flashing back to the time when she
could not conceive and have been going to the hospital with her husband
2. FORESHADOWING, on the other hand, is the use of clues or indication suggesting at a future event in
the story. This is used to arouse the reader's’ curiosity and build up suspense.
Example: A locked cabinet mentioned early in the story turns out to contain a valuable art
piece that will save the protagonist from financial difficulties.
The above list of literary elements of prose allow us to determine the elements found in any literary
piece either in short story, novel, and the like. These literary elements of prose help us understand better the
text of the literary piece. Failure to recognize the literary elements of prose leads us to shallow
understanding which sometimes put our knowledge at risk.
Now at this point, let us use a literary piece to dissect those literary elements of prose mentioned
above. We will be using Anton Chekhov’s story entitled “A Lady’s Story”. But before that, let us unlock some
difficult words that you will encounter as you read the story.
A Lady’s Story
by Anton Chekhov
Nine years ago Pyotr Sergeyitch, the deputy prosecutor, and I were riding towards evening in
haymaking time to fetch the letters from the station. The weather was magnificent, but on our way back we
heard a peal of thunder, and saw an angry black storm-cloud which was coming straight towards us. The
stormcloud was approaching us and we were approaching it. Against the background of it our house and
church looked white and the tall poplars shone like silver. There was a scent of rain and mown hay. My
companion was in high spirits. He kept laughing and talking all sorts of nonsense. He said it would be nice if we
could suddenly come upon a medieval castle with turreted towers, with moss on it and owls, in which we
could take shelter from the rain and in the end be killed by a thunderbolt....
Then the first wave raced through the rye and a field of oats, there was a gust of wind, and the
dust flew round and round in the air. Pyotr Sergeyitch laughed and spurred on his horse. “It’s fine!” he cried,
“it’s splendid!” Infected by his gaiety, I too began laughing at the thought that in a minute I should be
drenched to the skin and might be struck by lightning.
Riding swiftly in a hurricane when one is breathless with the wind, and feels like a bird, thrills one and puts
one’s heart in a flutter. By the time we rode into our courtyard the wind had gone down, and big drops of rain
were pattering on the grass and on the roofs. There was not a soul near the stable.
Pyotr Sergeyitch himself took the bridles off, and led the horses to their stalls. I stood in the
doorway waiting for him to finish, and watching the slanting streaks of rain; the sweetish, exciting scent of
hay was even stronger here than in the fields; the storm-clouds and the rain made it almost twilight. “What a
crash!” said Pyotr Sergeyitch, coming up to me after a very loud rolling peal of thunder when it seemed as
though the sky were split in two. “What do you say to that?” He stood beside me in the doorway and, still
breathless from his rapid ride, looked at me. I could see that he was admiring me. “Natalya Vladimirovna,” he
said, “I would give anything only to stay here a little longer and look at you. You are lovely today.” His eyes
looked at me with delight and supplication, his face was pale.
On his beard and mustache were glittering raindrops, and they, too, seemed to be looking at me
with love. “I love you,” he said. “I love you, and I am happy at seeing you. I know you cannot be my wife, but I
want nothing, I ask nothing; only know that I love you. Be silent, do not answer me, take no notice of it, but only
know that you are dear to me and let me look at you.” His rapture affected me too; I looked at his
enthusiastic face, listened to his voice which mingled with the patter of the rain, and stood as though
spellbound, unable to stir. I longed to go on endlessly looking at his shining eyes and listening. “You say
nothing, and that is splendid,” said Pyotr Sergeyitch. “Go on being silent.” I felt happy. I laughed with delight
and ran through the drenching rain to the house; he laughed too, and, leaping as he went, ran after me.
Both drenched, panting, noisily clattering up the stairs like children, we dashed into the room. My
father and brother, who were not used to seeing me laughing and light-hearted, looked at me in surprise
and began laughing too. The storm-clouds had passed over and the thunder had ceased, but the raindrops
still glittered on Pyotr Sergeyitch’s beard. The whole evening till supper-time he was singing, whistling,
playing noisily with the dog and racing about the room after it, so that he nearly upset the servant with the
samovar. And at supper he ate a great deal, talked nonsense, and maintained that when one eats fresh
cucumbers in winter there is the fragrance of spring in one’s mouth.
When I went to bed I lighted a candle and threw my window wide open, and an undefined feeling
took possession of my soul. I remembered that I was free and healthy, that I had rank and wealth, that I was
beloved; above all, that I had rank and wealth, rank and wealth, my God! how nice that was!... Then, huddling
up in bed at a touch of cold which reached me from the garden with the dew, I tried to discover whether I
loved Pyotr Sergeyitch or not,... and fell asleep unable to reach any conclusion. And when in the morning I saw
quivering patches of sunlight and the shadows of the lime trees on my bed, what had happened yesterday
rose vividly in my memory. Life seemed to me rich, varied, full of charm. Humming, I dressed quickly and went
out into the garden.... And what happened afterwards? Why—nothing. In the winter when we lived in town
Pyotr Sergeyitch came to see us from time to time.
Country acquaintances are charming only in the country and in summer; in the town and in winter
they lose their charm. When you pour out tea for them in the town it seems as though they are wearing other
people’s coats, and as though they stirred their tea too long. In the town, too, Pyotr Sergeyitch spoke
sometimes of love, but the effect was not at all the same as in the country. In the town we were more vividly
conscious of the wall that stood between us. I had rank and wealth, while he was poor, and he was not even a
nobleman, but only the son of a deacon and a deputy public prosecutor; we both of us—I through my youth
and he for some unknown reason—thought of that wall as very high and thick, and when he was with us in the
town he would criticize aristocratic society with a forced smile, and maintain a sullen silence when there was
anyone else in the drawing-room.
There is no wall that cannot be broken through, but the heroes of the modern romance, so far as I
know them, are too timid, spiritless, lazy, and oversensitive, and are too ready to resign themselves to the
thought that they are doomed to failure, that personal life has disappointed them; instead of struggling
they merely criticize, calling the world vulgar and forgetting that their criticism passes little by little into
vulgarity. I was loved, happiness was not far away, and seemed to be almost touching me; I went on living in
careless ease without trying to understand myself, not knowing what I expected or what I wanted from life,
and time went on and on.... People passed by me with their love, bright days and warm nights flashed by, the
nightingales sang, the hay smelt fragrant, and all this, sweet and overwhelming in remembrance, passed
with me as with everyone rapidly, leaving no trace, was not prized, and vanished like mist.... Where is it all?
My father is dead, I have grown older; everything that delighted me, caressed me, gave me hope—
the patter of the rain, the rolling of the thunder, thoughts of happiness, talk of love—all that has become
nothing but a memory, and I see before me a flat desert distance; on the plain not one living soul, and out
there on the horizon it is dark and terrible.... A ring at the bell.... It is Pyotr Sergeyitch. When in the winter I see
the trees and remember how green they were for me in the summer I whisper: “Oh, my darlings!” And when I
see people with whom I spent my spring-time, I feel sorrowful and warm and whisper the same thing. He has
long ago by my father’s good offices been transferred to town. He looks a little older, a little fallen away. He
has long given up declaring his love, has left off talking nonsense, dislikes his official work, is ill in some way
and disillusioned; hehas given up trying to get anything out of life, and takes no interest in living.
Now he has sat down by the hearth and looks in silence at the fire.... Not knowing what to say I ask him: “Well,
what have you to tell me?” “Nothing,” he answers. And silence again. The red glow of the fire plays about his
melancholy face. I thought of the past, and all at once my shoulders began quivering, my head dropped, and
I began weeping bitterly. I felt unbearably sorry for myself and for this man, and passionately longed for
what had passed away and what life refused us now. And now I did not think about rank and wealth. I broke
into loud sobs, pressing my temples, and muttered: “My God! my God! My life is wasted!” And he sat and was
silent, and did not say to me: “Don’t weep.” He understood that I must weep, and that the time for this had
come. I saw from his eyes that he was sorry for me; and I was sorry for him, too, and vexed with this timid,
unsuccessful man who could not make a life for me, nor for himself.
When I saw him to the door, he was, I fancied, purposely a long while putting on his coat. Twice he
kissed my hand without a word, and looked a long while into my tear-stained face. I believe at that moment
he recalled the storm, the streaks of rain, our laughter, my face that day; he longed to say something to me,
and hewould have been glad to say it; but he said nothing, he merely shook his head and pressed my hand.
God help him! After seeing him out, I went back to my study and again sat on the carpet before the fireplace;
the red embers were covered with ash and began to grow dim. The frost tapped still more angrily at the
windows, and the wind droned in the chimney. The maid came in and, thinking I was asleep, called my name.
Natalya was once a happy and radiant young woman. Now an older woman, she reflects about
her youth. In particular, she thinks about the heavy emphasis she put on her wealth and the
relationships and experiences that it cost her. One man, Pyotr, loved her, but they both let their
different statuses in society prevent their love from having a chance. After years of
unhappiness and regret, Pyotr comes to visit Natalya.
C. Practice
1. Guided Practice
DIRECTIONS: Choose the letter of the correct answer. Write the chosen letter on a separate sheet of
paper.
1. Which element refers to the time and location where the story happens?
a. Plot b. Setting c. Conflict d. Characterization
2. The phrase, “Don’t judge the book by its cover,” is an example of
a. Mood b. Setting c. Theme d. Conflict
3. What do you call the most important character in a story?
a. antagonize b. protagonist c. antagonist d. instigator
4. Which plot structure creates tone, presents characters and other important details to introduce the
story?
a. Setting b. Theme c. Exposition d. Climax
5. Which element of a short story is known as the vantage point used to narrate the story?
a. Setting b. Theme c. Exposition d. Point of view
6. What do you call the character who contends with the main character in a short story?
a. investigator b. protagonist c. antagonist d. instigator
7. Which element of short story shows the author’s attitude or feelings?
a. Plot b. Theme c. Exposition d. Tone
8. What do you call the events that happen in a short story?
a. Setting b. Theme c. Plot d. Conflict
9. Which of the following is considered as the essence of fiction?
a. Setting b. Theme c. Conflict d. Climax
10. What do you call the series of events when things start to happen in the
story?
a. Rising Action b. Theme c. Exposition d. Falling Action
11. Which element is always presented at the final part of the story?
a. Resolution b. Theme c. Exposition d. Climax
12. Which element is considered as the high point in the story?
a. Setting b. Theme c. Exposition d. Climax
13. Which element refers to the series of events and character actions that relate to the central conflict?
a. Setting b. Theme c. Plot d. Conflict
14. Which is considered as the base or beginning of a story?
a. Setting b. Theme c. Exposition d. Climax
15. What comes after the climax when things or events begin to work out?
a. Rising Action b. Theme c. Exposition d. Falling Action
2. Independent Practice
Directions: Read the following selection then identify the narrative elements present in the text. Write your
answers in your answer sheet.
Athamas, the legendary king of Thessaly, had two children, Phrixus and Helle. He had remarried and
Ino, the children’s stepmother, began to treat them very badly. They were treated so cruelly that Hermes
took pity on them and sent a magical ram to take them away and escape their stepmother’s wrath.
Mounted on the ram’s back, the children flew over land and sea to the east. Unfortunately, Helle
failed to get a good hold on the fleece of the ram and as they flew over the strait that separates Europe and
Asia, she fell off and was drowned in the sea far below. That sea is called Hellespont to this day in honor of
her memory.
Phrixus landed safely at Colches, which is on the edge of the Black Sea. Ingratitude for his safe
deliverance, Phrixus sacrificed the ram and gave its Golden Fleece to the king of that country.
In honor of the ram’s great sacrifice in saving the children, Zeus placed the ram’s constellation, Aries,
in the night sky. (adapted from “Constellation Legends”)
1. Characters
2. Setting
3. Conflict
4. Point of View
5. Plot
Exposition:
Rising Action:
Climax:
Falling Action::
Resolution:
6. Theme
D. Performance
Readers Theater
1.Are you familiar with oration? If your answer is no, find ways to know its meaning or definition.
2.Have you tried delivering an oratorical piece? If yes, share your experience. What is your favorite
oratorical piece?
3.Have you experienced writing/composing an oratorical speech? If yes, what/who was your
inspiration/motivation?
Answer Key
A. Preparation
1. Like A Molave
2. The Two Faces of America
3. I Married the Newspaperman
4. Footnote to the Youth
5. Dead Stars
6. Bread of Salt