See the ships all sailing by, Sailing by, sailing by; See the ships all sailing by On Christmas day in the morning. Dame, what made your ducks to die, Ducks to die, ducks to die; Dame, what made your ducks to die On Christmas day in the morning? You let your lazy maidens lie, Maidens lie, maidens lie; You let your lazy maidens lie On Christmas day in the morning. The Mother sings; Heaven's angels kneel and fold their wings: Sleep, baby, sleep! With swathes of scented hay thy bed By Mary's hand at eve was spread. Sleep, baby, sleep! At midnight came the shepherds, they Whom seraphs wakened by the way.
And three kings from the East afar Ere dawn came, guided by thy star. They brought thee gifts of gold and gems, Pure orient pearls, rich diadems. But thou who liest slumbering there, Art King of kings, earth, ocean, air. The shepherds sing: Through heaven, through earth, hosannas ring.
Si non dormis, Mater plorat Inter fila cantans orat, Blande, veni, somnule. If thou sleep not, mother mourneth, Singing as her wheel she turneth: Come soft slumber, balmily! So let all of us children Invoke the powers above To grant him long life, health and wealth, And gratitude and love.
A Song Was Heard At Christmas
Nicholas also known as The Night Before Christmas 'Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse. The stockings were hung by the chimney with care, In hopes that Saint Nicholas soon would be there. The children were nestled all snug in their beds, While visions of sugar-plums danced in their heads; And mamma in her 'kerchief, and I in my cap, Had just settled down for a long winter's nap; When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter, I sprang from the bed to see what was the matter.
Away to the window I flew like a flash, Tore open the shutters and threw up the sash.
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The moon on the breast of the new-fallen snow Gave the lustre of mid-day to objects below, When, what to my wondering eyes should appear, But a miniature sleigh, and eight tiny reindeer, With a little old driver, so lively and quick, I knew in a moment it must be Saint Nick. More rapid than eagles his coursers they came, And he whistled, and shouted, and called them by name: "Now, Dasher! On, Comet! To the top of the porch! Now dash away! With all the craziness of the holidays, I wasn't prepared for elaborate decorations. So, I grabbed a mini Christmas tree, some of our favorite poetry books and our Christmas teapot and cups.
The kids didn't seem to mind.
They were having too much fun adding marshmallows to their cocoa! While eating snacks, the children read their favorite poems. Some of the poems were from books, but some of the children wrote their own to share with their friends.
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This month we practiced our observation skills with an activity known as Keen Observation. According to Julie Bogart of Brave Writer , the purpose of Keen Observation is "to give your kids the chance to get to know a concrete object before they write. They'll examine that object with enough attention to detail to write about it. We started our observation by passing around a strange ball. The children used all of their senses to observe the ball and write words that described it.
These questions answered the Sight, Touch, Smell and Sound senses, but we still needed to observe the Taste sense.
So, I dropped the ball into a teapot of boiling water. And we were able to taste the odd-looking ball which was, in fact, a blooming tea. The children used their descriptive words to write poems. Though we have many who are reluctant to write, they were told that, at a minimum, they would need to write sentences describing the flowering tea.
After several minutes, many of the children had written poems, descriptive paragraphs or sentences. Most importantly, they had exercised their minds to truly observe an object. I love chocolate and have been known to hide it from my children. I blog, here, at HideTheChocolate.modernpsychtraining.com/cache/bluetooth/gusi-the-best-cell.php
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Christmas Poetry Teatime Decorations. Christmas Poetry Teatime Activities. We started our Christmas poetry teatime in the traditional way. Then we began our writing activity. As they studied the object, I asked questions like: What colors do you see?
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Do the colors change as you move the ball? Do they reflect? What shape is it?