1. /ay/ sound

2. /ay/ sound
To produce the /ay/ sound, keep the
tongue down with the lips and teeth
apart for the /a/ sound. The glide slowly
to /y/ with the lips spread and the tongue
bunched forward.

3. Sound – Spelling Pattern
i
i...e I hi dine lie
y = I cry dry my eye by bye buy
igh high sigh sight bright light
might
Eigh 1 word height
Oi 1 word choir

4. WORDS
areawide right
line apologize
like hype
customize device
light might
night dial
wireless why
tried like
buy type
ripe mile
style while
roadside cycle
time dime
micro maximize
provide satisfied

5. PHRASES
1. malign his client 6. a dynamic guide
2. like to disguise 7. twilight time
3. preside at night 8. entice her to die
4. choir in the aisle 9. fly high and mighty
5. a quiet inquiry 10. a wise mind

6. SENTENCES
1. Mike is riding the bike.
2. Ivan will drive at night.
3. The neophyte left her diamond ring
inside her diary.
4. The child didn’t like the new tie.
5. The sea was so quiet we hardly heard it.
6. The guide will show you around the
island anytime you like.

7. 7. I surmise Mile’s crisis would be over by
Friday.
8. My client tried to entice the migrant to
buy her a fake sapphire.
9. The tyrant tried to stifle the violence in
the islands.
10. After dinner, rest a while; after supper,
walk a mile.

8. CONTRASTIVE PAIRS
ay - ey
ride – raid bite – bait mine – main
sign – sane lice – lace fight – fate
right – rate pine – pane try – tray
1. try to take the tray 3. will die any day
2. didn’t bite the bait 4. buy a lot by the bay

9. CONTRASTIVE PAIRS
ay – I
mice – miss rhyme – rim height – hit
fight – fit like – lick light – lit
sight – sit mile – mill grime – grim
1. to fill up the file 3. missed hitting the mice
2. got ill on the isle 4. sit away from my sight

10. SELECTIONS
She walks in beauty, like the night
Of cloudless climes and starry skies;
And all that’s best of dark and bright
Meet in her aspect and her eyes:
Thus mellowed to that tender light
Which heaven to gaudy day denies.
- George Gordon, Lord Byron, She
Walks in Beauty

11. SELECTIONS
How deep you azure dyes the sky
Where orbs of gold unnumbered lie
While through their ranks to silver pride
The nether crescent seems to glide.
-Thomas Parnell

12. There’s nothing in the house
But a leaf end of rye
And a harp with a woman’s head
Nobody will buy
And she began to cry.