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Essential Conferences for Summer, 2007 Articles: -Handwork and Intellectual Development -----ADHD: A Challenge of Our Time -The Cry for Myth -Freedom of Choice or Freedom From Choice? -Computers in Education -Helping Your Child's Teacher Communicate
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Verses for the Lower Grades / 2
Summer is Ending (A poem for loud and low voices; to be accompanied by the appropriate gestures)
"Summer is ending!" the father bear said, "In yonder tree hollow I'll build me a bed."
"Summer is ending!" said all the gold weeds, And so, softly sighing, they scattered their seeds.
"Summer is ending!" the hurricane cried, Hurling and whirling harsh winds high and wide.
"Summer is ending," said fiery King Sun, "My flame must grow fainter, then fade out to none!"
Jack Frost Jack Frost crept into my room, Though the windows were shut tight; Painting pictures on each pane, Weaving worlds of glimmering ice. Glowing on the gleaming glass, Frosty flowers, snowy trees, Crystal castles, icy grass-- Jack Frost painted all of these. When the morning's rosy rays Showed the power of the Sun, Jack Frost laughingly erased All the work that he had done!
Adventsong (To be recited while walking in a spiral) In the deep and dark wood's heart Where moans the North Wind cold, You will find a sun-filled cave When you walk a spiral road. Shimmering stars will sing above To the crystals that glitter below, While you draw your light from a flame so bright Bringing warmth to the sparkling snow.
Late Winter, Early Spring Busy gnomes chip away At the winter's hard ground, So that bulbs may burst forth And spring's beauty abound. In the woods, damp and dark, They must labor below Crooked roots and cold stones, Pushing stalks through the snow.
Undines melt snow until Water can flow again, Filling the leaves growing Green with spring rain. Sylphs, they are dreaming Of winds softly streaming Through petals all yellow And purple and blue.
Some Vowels and Consonants M 'Midst the mountains' melting snows, Murmuring breezes meekly blow; But mighty winds among the vales Meet mists that move o'er marshes pale
A,E,I The sun shines in his heart, The sun's rays make him brave; He leads a steed as fleet as thought, From fire and ice he's saved.
B Be brave, Snow White! Be bold, Rose Red! The bear all burly brown Will soon become the bearer Of a bright and beauteous crown!
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