Spelling Words

The spelling words for the week of April 8-12 are:

clerk, though, o'clock, support, does, do, regard, escape, since, which, length, long, strength, strong, destroy, newspaper, daughter, naughty, caught, taught, answer, reply, sail, sale, cities, city, known, know, several, desire

Phonograms

The phonograms for the week of April 8-12 are:

augh, ear,er, ck, kn, e, ey, gu, ew, oy, c, au, ie, ay, ow, ai, ou, ng, ar, aw, sh, ei, ui, ee, ea, th, oe, wh, or, ough

Spelling Words

The spelling words for the week of March 18-22 are:

regular, repeats, sailor, sentence, shining, shine, surface, sweeping, sweeps, thief, waist, waste, waiting, weary, writing, writer, write, spend, enjoy, awful, awe, usual, complaint, auto, vacation, beautiful, beauty, flight, travel, rapid

Poetry

Please pick one poem to memorize.  Poems will be presented in class on Tuesday, April 9.


Clouds

It's fun to see the clouds go by

When the wind is low.

Like fat and mournful sheep they pass,

Bumpy and woolly and slow.

It's fun to see them change to lambs

When the wind is high,

And trot across the sky's blue grass,

Hurrying to get by.

Small sheep racing across the sun,

Large sheep, fat and slow,

And the shepherd wind that drives

them on--

I wonder where they go?

-by Marchette Gaylord Chute

Barefoot Days

In the morning, very early,

That's the time I love to go

Barefoot where the fern grows curly

And grass is cool between each toe,

On a summer morning-O!

On a summer morning!

That is when the birds go by

Up the sunny slopes of air,

And each rose has a butterfly

Or a golden bee to wear;

And I am glad in every toe--

Such a summer morning-O!

Such a summer morning!

-by Rachel Field

Timid as a Mouse

Who says a mouse is timid?

“Timid as a mouse.”

I think a mouse is brave at night

To venture from his house

And hunt for things to nibble

And grass and twigs to chew,

When eyes are on the watch for him

The whole night through...

Eyes of owls and cats and skunks,

To mention just a few,

Watching for a little mouse

The whole night through.

-by Aileen Fisher

Morning

Will there really be a morning?

Is there such a thing as day?

Could I see it from the mountains

If I were as tall as they?

Has it feet like water-lilies?

Has it feathers like a bird?

Is it brought from famous countries

Of which I have never heard?

Oh, some scholar! Oh, some sailor!

Oh, some wise man from the skies!

Please to tell a little pilgrim

Where the place called morning lies.

--Emily Dickinson