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January 2008

The Ant and the Grasshopper

February 2008

March 2008

sun / caterpillar / butterfly

Poem:

March is blossoms, purple, gold

Six petals to the sun unfold

In March peep out the early flowers

Poem

Sun, Sun, Sun, here it come
The dark becomes light, why?
Because Sun, Sun, Sun, here it come
Sun, Sun, Sun, here it come
At the end of the night
The light is bright,

Sun, Sun, Sun, here it come,
Here come the Sun

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/here-come-the-sun/

Story

Father Sun is riding joyfully through the blue sky. He is thinking:

'It is time that Spring comes - Mother Earth and I must take Spring together.'

So he calls down: 'Mother Earth, look up, it is time for Spring. We must get busy.'

Story

Mother Earth looks up from her Winter thoughts and answers:

'Yes, Father Sun, it is indeed time for Spring. Shine brightly and send your sunbeams streaming down to the earth. Then we can make Spring together.'

Poem / Song

Spring is coming, spring is coming.

Birdies, build your nest;

Weave together straw and feather.

Doing each your best.

Spring is coming, spring is coming,

All around is fair;

Shimmer and quiver on the river.

Joy is everywhere.

Story

So the sun shines warmly and Mother Earth passes from place to place and wherever she shakes her mantle green shoots appear, and afterwards many colored blossoms like tiny stars push their way towards the sunlight. Tiny caterpillars emerge from their eggs and begin to eat the leaves of the plants.

Song. STTS 28

Caterpillar! Caterpillar! You are such a pretty sight!

Caterpillar! Caterpillar! Blue and yellow, black and white!

Take care what you do. Robins are hunting you.

Take care what you do. Sparrows are chasing you.

Story

Tiny caterpillars emerge from their eggs and begin to eat the leaves of the plants. The plants do not mind. They have so many leaves. The caterpillars grow fat and active.

One caterpillar went to Mother Earth and began to grumble. 'It is not fair,' he said, 'the plants have flowers that can sway in the wind and look at the sun. I have to stay in the shadows of the underside of the leaves. Why can't I be a flower and worship the sun?'

Poem

Like a butterfly
I want to fly
I want to flap and spread my wings
From branch to branch
From flower to flower

Song

I want to be a butterfly

To spread my wings and fly

To the purple blue sun

Story

'You are too fat, too much wrapped up in your own body,' said Mother Earth, 'you think of nothing but eating and your own comfort.' 'But I can run quite fast,' said the caterpillar, 'tell me how I can become a fly. I, too, would like to worship the sun.'

'You have big thoughts, you fat little grub,' said Mother Earth. Then she spoke solemnly and slowly. 'There is a way of becoming different, but it is hard and dangerous. He who came from the sun and brought new life to the earth, he showed the way.'

Story

'Tell me, tell me,' shouted the caterpillar, 'what must I do?'

'You will have to be very brave and be ready to die,' said Mother Earth. 'First you must spin for yourself a white silky garment. You must wind it tightly around your fat little body and then lie quite still and wait. The silky garment will turn quite hard and you will feel as though you are in prison. Your body will dissolve slowly away and you will think that you are going to die. Your body will change into green juice. When there is almost nothing left of you, an angel will come from the sun and press the pattern of your new form against your hard prison and it will go right through into the green juice. Slowly, your new, delicate body will begin to take shape in which you will be able to worship the sun.'

Song S35

Caterpillar creep about. Round and round and in and out.

When you are fed come spin your bed. Go to sleep, deep, deep.

As a caterpillar die, waken as a butterfly.

Story

'I will try,' said the caterpillar humbly. And he started spinning the white silky garment. When it was wrapped around him and had turned hard, he lay still, waiting, waiting. It seemed a very long time. He felt himself turning into green juice and he wondered if he would die. But the angel came from the sun with a new pattern and pressed it into him. Gradually the new, much finer and more delicate body formed within his prison. And at last his narrow prison burst open and he emerged intot he sunlight. He found he had golden wings and could fly towards the sun. Joyfully he called out, 'I am a flower that can fly! Thank you, Mother Earth, Thank you, Father Sun. Now I can truly worship the sun.' So the caterpillar who had become a butterfly, flew from blossom to blossom and sang songs of joy to the sun.

Song

Little butterfly, so beautiful and free. Little butterfly, don't fly too far from me.

Red, green and orange, black, yellow, blue.

Please stay nearby where I can see you.

Song Dancng as we sing p36

Fly, fly, butterfly, whither lies your way?

I fly to the sun on this lovely spring day.

Fly, fly, butterfly with wings if every hue.

From the sun please bring us a greeting or two.

Poem

butterfly, butterfly, fly in the sky
butterfly, butterfly, flies so high
butterfly, butterfly, lands on my thigh
butterfly, butterfly, motionlessly lies
butterfly, butterfly, gracefully dies

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/butterfly-butterfly-2/

Poem

Sun, Sun, Sun, here it come
Grass, grass, grass, green grass, watch it grow
Sprinkle, sprinkle, sprinkle, lots of water every day
Mow, mow, mow, in the hot Sun for the rest of your days
Sun sun sun, here it come
It will make the green, green, grass
Grow high enough to mow
Sprinkle, sprinkle, sprinkle, lots of water
Watch it grow
Sun, sun, sun, here it come
Sun, sun, sun, here it come

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-green-green-grass-of-home/

Fly by Robbie and the giant

More the same Nino friends

April 2008
rabbits

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200805 May 2008

flowers

Poem

On the earth I stand upright

The sun above by day gives light

The moon and stars by night.

Poem

May is the month of pink of white,

Apple, May and Parsley light

In May the roses bloom so gay.

Story

Once upon a time, there was a little boy.

He lived in a house surrounded by a garden.

The trees and flowers in the garden were his friends.

Story

One day Mother gave him a handful of seeds and said:

'Let us go into the garden and plant these seeds in the earth.

If we look after them we shall see how they will grow, with the help of their friends.

Story

The first helpers will be the rain fairies who will sing: 'It's time for you to wake up.'

Then the earth fairies will come and they will help the roots to grow and to hold firm within the earth.

Story

The next helpers will be the wind fairies.

They will play with the leaves and help the plants to stretch towards the sun.

Then one day the plants will feel something shining and glowing on their buds.

They will open their petals and whom will they see?  The sun!

Poem

O sun, so bright, You give your light

And warming love From Heaven above

That life on earth May come to birth

Story

The child took the seeds into the garden and planted them in the earth.

Little brown brother, oh, little brown brother

Are you awake in the dark?

Here we lie cozily, close to each other,

Hark, to the song of the lark.

Waken, the lark says, and dress you,

Put on your green coat and gay

Blue sky will shine on you, sunshine caress you,

Waken, 'tis morning, 'tis May!

Little brown brother, oh, little brown brother,

What kind of flower will you be?

Song

The Flower Song   by Nancy Stewart 
Sow the seeds in the ground below Add the sun and the rain
See the flowers grow I can see in front of me
A daffodil as pretty as can be

Sow the seeds in the ground below Add the sun and the rain
See the flowers grow I can see in front of me
A yellow rose as pretty as can be

Sow the seeds in the ground below Add the sun and the rain
See the flowers grow I can see in front of me
A tulip just as pretty as can be

Sow the seeds in the ground below Add the sun and the rain
See the flowers grow I can see in front of me
An iris just as pretty as can be

http://www.nancymusic.com/Flower.htm

http://www.nancymusic.com/Flowerplay.htm

Story

What kind of flower will you be?

I'll be a poppy, all red like my mother,

Do be a poppy like me.

What? You're a sunflower? How shall I miss you?

When you are golden and high,

But I shall send all the bees up to kiss you,

Little brown brother, Goodbye!

The little boy tended and cared for them and together the child and the seeds woke up.

Soon the plants grew straight and strong.

Song

The earth needs the raindrops; the day needs the light,

and heaven needs little stars when the day turns to light.

The tree needs a little branch where the bird builds his nest,

and we need a little heart to love and to trust.

STTD P61 noT

Song

Chorus:

Every tree has roots (arms facing down with fingers spread on floor)
a trunk  (arms facing up from elbows with fingers closed in fists)
and leaves (open fingers, spread wide)
and flowers too (wiggle fingers)
The flowers and leaves and trunk and roots
all have a job to do (repeat above movements in reverse)

It all begins with the flowers
for they keep the seeds that grow
When they’re carried by the wind, the birds and squirrels,
down to the ground below

The leaves are a food factory, using sun and water too
We call it photosynthesis, the trees just call it food

The trunk is the highway of the tree, it takes the water from the roots below
Up to the leaves, then it sends the food back down so the roots will grow

The roots take the water and minerals from the soil where they grow
Send them up to the leaves and get the food they need
to spread out in the ground below

Working together all these parts make a lovely place to be
A home to squirrels, birds, and bugs, and a shady place to sit and sing

http://www.nancymusic.com/Treesplay.htm

http://www.nancymusic.com/There_was_a_tree.htm

Poem

From star to star, from sun and spring and leaf,

And almost audible flowers whose sound is silence.

And in the common meadows, springs the seed of life.

Now the lilies open, and the rose

Released by summer from the harmless graves

That, centuries deep, are in the air we breather,

And in our earth, and in our daily bread.

Song

http://www.nancymusic.com/Buyflowersplay.htm

Who Would Like to Buy My Flowers?
 Who would like to buy my flowers
They are fresh and pretty too
If you give me just a nickel
I will give a flower to you
 I would like to buy your flower
It is fresh and pretty too
I will give you this one nickel
I will buy a flower from you

Song

Firebornspirit

We sing the song of the spirit

In one voice, the Music of life

We dance the rhythm of nature

And we drum the beat of our heart

Hear the earth call to you

Feel the air lifting you

See the fire dance for you

Let the water carry you 

Extra

May

May the sun has drowned in the west,

It will surely rise in the east;
May the sea seem far wide,
It always has a shore the other side;
May the water evaporate in air,
It will surely come down I swear;
May the world has changed its attire,
It will always keep its glorious satire;
May they say that you have died,
You will always be sleeping by my side…
… In my heart! ! !

Papillion Hejduk

Poem

Seize the day

Gods gift he shares
The flowers in bloom
Morning birds do sing
The humming birds do flit
In the early morning dew

June 2008
flower

*Poem
June brings tulips, lilies, roses,
Fills the children's hands with posies.

*Poem
Month of leaves,
Month of roses,
Gardens full
Of dainty posies;
Skies of blue,
Hedgerows gay;
Meadows sweet
With the new-mown bay.
Flowers banks,
A-drone with bees,
Dreaming cattle
Under trees:
Song-birds pipe
A merry tune-
This is summer,
This is June.

*Poem

*Poem
The earth is firm beneath my feet,
The sun shines bright above,
And here I stand- so straight and strong,
All things to know and love.

* Poem
Sing a song of buttercups Filled with golden sun.
Sing a song of daisy flowers Summertime has begun.
Sing a song of singing birds. Singing all for fun.
Sing a song of summetime Summertime has begun.

*Story
Little Grandmother Evergreen
Once upon a time there was a mother who had two children. One day when she did not feel very well, she longed for some fresh berries; so she sent her children off to the woods to pick some berries for her. They went along and picked a basket full.

June 2008 END

July 2008

Poem
Dearest sun -when you warm us-
Neither frost nor snow can harm us.
Shine on Father, Mother, Sister, Brother-
Shine on us all,-the whole day through,
And come back tomorrow, too.

July 2008 END

August 2008

Poem
With joy we greet the morning sun,
Who shines with love on everyone,
Who shines in the sky, on the land and sea,
And wo fills me with light
When he shines on me.

August 2008 END

September 2008
September 2008 END

November 2008
November 2008 END

20080117 class 4 report

We have had a very good and happy time together. Class 4 is a very peaceful and conscientious group of students. We have studied stories about seasons, such as 'How the Leaves Come Down', 'The Little Gnome' and 'Christmas'. We have started handwriting and studying grammar points through games and activities. All students have been cooperative and shown good self discipline.  

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Harry has matured nicely this year, academically and socially. Always he has had some difficulty adjusting to our room and various duties, he usually tries to cooperate. He obviously enjoys the teaching content and the class activities, but shows difficulties to express his ideas clearly.

402

Barbie is a pleasant and friendly student. She is cooperative and self-confidence. She obviously comprehends the teaching content very well. She wants responsibilities and follows through. She can be very helpful and dependable in the classroom.

403

 is a happy and peaceful student. She enjoys listening to stories and songs. She is learning to concentrate and better comprehend the teaching content. She is respectful of others, but needs to participate more actively in classroom activities. Let's help her to grow in self confidence.

404

Leo is a friendly, cooperative and conscientious student who grasps new ideas quickly. He is very thoughtful and also has a sense of humor we all enjoy. He exhibits creativity. He works independently on assignments and takes pride in work well done.

405

Ann is a happy and respectful student. She participates well in class. She possesses good self discipline and does good work. However, she is still learning to be careful and more cooperative. She has shown an encouraging deisre to better herself and accept responsibility.

406

407

Samuel is a happy and enthusiastic student. He enjoys the stories and the class activities very much. However he is easily distracted and needs frequent encouragement. He is learning to listen carefully and concentrate. He is capable of much better work.

408

 is a happy and very introvert student. He sometimes shows willingness to join the class activities. He has big difficulties to concentrate, is easily distracted and needs frequent encouragement. Toward the end of this reporting period, he seemed to be more aware of activities in the classroom.

409

Jennifer is a pleasant and consientious child. She is self-confident and has excellent manners. I enjoy having her in my classroom. She is working well in all subjects and is eager to learn. She is willing to take part in classroom activities.

410

Little No is a pleasant and friendly little girl. She has made nice progress this reporting period. She possesses good self discipline and is respectful of others. Classroom attitude shows improvement, as she is more and more willing to join the classroom activities.

411

is a happy and conscientious boy. He has been consistently progressing. He is learning to listen to directions more carefully and now accepts responsability well. He enjoys listening to poetry and stories. He is eager to learn and learns new vocabulary well. Your constant cooperation and help are appreciated.

412

is a happy little boy, who would enjoy to play all day. He is enthusiastic about participating and takes an active part in discussions pertinent to games and classroom activities. He brings fine contributions to the class in this specific field. However, he needs to learn to be a better listener and worker.