The Classroom Teacher, Volume 3Milo Burdette Hillegas, Thomas Henry Briggs Classroom teacher, Incorporated, 1927 |
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activities asked beautiful BILLIE PARKS Bingo called chil child CHRISTINA G Christmas class meeting clay composition cotton dance DEAR discussion Dolittle doll door Drakestail dren English experience expression fairy first-grade flowers friends give given Gretel Hallowe'en Hansel Hansel and Gretel happy hear HILDA CONKLING Horace Mann School ideas Indian interest invitation Jack-o'-lanterns Johnny Chuck labels language letter Little Black Sambo little girl looked material Miss Lewis morning mother newspaper oral paper Peter Peter Pan Peter Rabbit play poem pupils Rabbit record ROSE FYLEMAN Ruth Santa Claus second grade sentences sing song soon speech story hour suggestions teacher tell things third grade thought tion told tree verse wheat Witch wood write written York
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Page 330 - Up the airy mountain, Down the rushy glen, We daren't go a-hunting For fear of little men; Wee folk, good folk, Trooping all together; Green jacket, red cap, And white owl's feather...
Page 342 - That live in this beautiful sea; Nets of silver and gold have we!" Said Wynken, Blynken, And Nod. The old moon laughed and sang a song, As they rocked in the wooden shoe, And the wind that sped them all night long Ruffled the waves of dew. The little stars were the...
Page 340 - The Swing How do you like to go up in a swing, Up in the air so blue? Oh, I do think it the pleasantest thing Ever a child can do!
Page 337 - With trees on either hand. Green leaves a-floating, Castles of the foam, Boats of mine a-boating — Where will all come home? On goes the river And out past the mill, Away down the valley, Away down the hill. Away down the river, A hundred miles or more, Other little children Shall bring my boats ashore.
Page 315 - THE NORTH WIND DOTH BLOW he north wind doth blow, And we shall have snow, And what will poor Robin do then, Poor thing? He'll sit in a barn, And keep himself warm, And hide his head under his wing, Poor thing.
Page 330 - By the craggy hill-side Through the mosses bare, They have planted thorn-trees For pleasure here and there. Is any man so daring As dig one up in spite, He shall find their sharpest thorns In his bed at night.
Page 415 - NOW, my dears," said old Mrs. Rabbit one morning, "you may go into the fields or down the lane, but don't go into Mr. McGregor's garden: your Father had an accident there; he was put in a pie by Mrs. McGregor.
Page 324 - I'd rock in it, nicely you'd see; I'd sit in the middle And hold by both ends; Oh, what a bright cradle 'twould be! I would call to the stars To keep out of the way, Lest we should rock over their toes; And then I would rock Till the dawn of the day, And see where the pretty moon goes.
Page 317 - Girls and boys, come out to play, The moon doth shine as bright as day; Leave your supper, and leave your sleep, And come with your play fellows into the street. Come with a whoop, come with a call, Come with a good will or not at all...
Page 325 - I," said the duck, "I call it fun, For I have my little red rubbers on ; They make a cunning three-toed track In the soft cool mud. Quack! Quack! Quack!" " I," cried the dandelion, " I," My roots are thirsty, my buds are dry ; " And she lifted a tousled yellow head Out of her green and grassy bed.