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Features of A Diary-Entry-Analysis

Little Red Riding Hood writes in her diary about her frightening encounter with a wolf in the forest. She describes in first person how the wolf tricked her into stopping for a snack by convincing her that he knew her grandmother. She reveals her thoughts and feelings of being scared and confused about how the clever wolf knew where her grandmother lived. The diary entry uses informal language as she addresses the diary directly and describes the events through her perspective with details about her thoughts and emotions during the scary experience with the wolf.

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Features of A Diary-Entry-Analysis

Little Red Riding Hood writes in her diary about her frightening encounter with a wolf in the forest. She describes in first person how the wolf tricked her into stopping for a snack by convincing her that he knew her grandmother. She reveals her thoughts and feelings of being scared and confused about how the clever wolf knew where her grandmother lived. The diary entry uses informal language as she addresses the diary directly and describes the events through her perspective with details about her thoughts and emotions during the scary experience with the wolf.

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Analysis of Diary Entry Features

Read the following entry from Little Red Riding Hood’s diary. Use coloured pencils to find
examples of the following features in the text:
Uses informal and Describes author’s thoughts
Written in first person
chatty language and feelings
Inverted commas for
Adverbials of time Addresses the diary directly
direct speech

21st February

Dearest Diary,

Oh, my goodness! I’ve never been so frightened in all of my life! Yesterday, I was actually
eaten by a wolf – that’s right, eaten – and I lived to tell the tale. Can you believe it? Me,
Red! Or ‘Little Red’, as everyone seems to want to say. Hmph.

It all started when Mother sent me on yet another one of her errands. Don’t get me
wrong, I do love to visit Granny, but is it really necessary to take baskets of food all of the
time? She couldn’t get through this basket full of cupcakes even if she was having daily
dinner parties with the whole village! And I do wish that mother wouldn’t pester me so:
“No dilly-dallying, keep to the path, and never ever talk to strangers. Do you hear me?”
Pester, pester, pester.

Anyway, off I skipped in the beautiful sunshine, down the path to the lane and through
the forest, waving to the old woodcutter as I went. It was such a lovely day; animals
were scampering around on the ground and birds were chirping in the trees. I got quite
carried away, until I heard a silky-sounding voice from the shadows.

I knew right away that this was one of the wolves that Mother had warned me
about – he was a very fine-looking gentleman with thick hair, bright eyes and very big,
white teeth. He claimed that he knew Granny, and I’m ashamed to say that I believed
him, Diary. He must have been very, very clever, because even now, I can’t
figure out how he knew where Granny lived.

I was oh-so hungry, Diary, and the cunning wolf convinced me to


stop for a snack. I mean, my stomach was really, really gurgling! I
really didn’t stray from the path for long, and of course, I thought
that I was perfectly safe! How wrong I was.

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Analysis of Diary Entry Features Answers
Uses informal and Describes author’s thoughts
Written in first person
chatty language and feelings
Inverted commas for
Adverbials of time Addresses the diary directly
direct speech

21st February

Dearest Diary,

Oh, my goodness! I’ve never been so frightened in all of my life! Yesterday, I was actually
eaten by a wolf – that’s right, eaten – and I lived to tell the tale. Can you believe it? Me,
Red! Or ‘Little Red’, as everyone seems to want to say. Hmph.

It all started when Mother sent me on yet another one of her errands. Don’t get me wrong,
I do love to visit Granny, but is it really necessary to take baskets of food all of the
time? She couldn’t get through this basket full of cupcakes even if she was having daily
dinner parties with the whole village! And I do wish that mother wouldn’t pester me so:
“No dilly-dallying, keep to the path, and never ever talk to strangers. Do you hear me?”
Pester, pester, pester.

Anyway, off I skipped in the beautiful sunshine, down the path to the lane and through
the forest, waving to the old woodcutter as I went. It was such a lovely day; animals were
scampering around on the ground and birds were chirping in the trees. I got quite carried
away, until I heard a silky-sounding voice from the shadows.

I knew right away that this was one of the wolves that Mother had warned me
about – he was a very fine-looking gentleman with thick hair, bright eyes and very big,
white teeth. He claimed that he knew Granny, and I’m ashamed to say that I believed him,
Diary. He must have been very, very clever, because even now, I
can’t figure out how he knew where Granny lived.

I was oh-so hungry, Diary, and the cunning wolf convinced me to stop
for a snack. I mean, my stomach was really, really gurgling! I really
didn’t stray from the path for long, and of course, I thought that I
was perfectly safe! How wrong I was.

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