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Daily Helps and Suggestions for the First Four
Effie L. Bean
Monday What is a cotton gin?
Who made the first one?
Are the cotton seeds of any value?
Tuesday Do we use all the cotton raised in this country? FIKST WEEK
Collect pictures descriptive of a cotton mill. Monday Poem. Memorize the fourth stanza of "How Wednesday If we should visit a cotton mill, what should the Leaves Came Down.”
we see? Tuesday Memorize the fifth stanza.
Thursday Continue above. Wednesday Memorize the sixth stanza.
day Complete study of cotton. Thursday Original story suggested by a picture. Friday Complete poem.
Monday If you live in the country, see if you can answer SECOND WEEK
the following: Monday. Language game for teaching "It is I,” "It is
Name the principal roads running north and south. he," “It is she," etc.
Name those running east and west. Select six children to pass to the front of the room and What brooks, rivers or lakes are in your neighborhood? perform some act. The others guess what was done.
Are they of any value? Teacher I wonder what John is doing.
Are there any prominent landmarks to be found? Pupils John is beating a drum.
Tell about them. Teacher Are you beating a drum, John?
If you live in a town or city, see if you can answer the John Yes, Miss Black.
following: Teacher (looking at John) Who is beating a drum?
On what street or streets is the schoolhouse? John It is I.
Where is the nearest square or park? Tuesday Tell a story for reproduction.
Name the principal parks in your city.
Can you locate them?
Tuesday Of what use to a community are parks? Full discussion.
Wednesday Where do you secure your supply of meat? THIRD WEEK
Describe a meat market. Monday What month is this?
Thursday What do we call the flesh of a cow? Of a What happens in December?
pig? Calf? Sheep? Deer? What does Christmas moan?
How is meat cut for steaks? Roasts? Stews? etc. Emphasize the thought of giving rather than receiving. Tuesday Continue above.
Friday Collect pictures and information about large
cattle and sheep ranches. Wodnesady Begin poem, "A Visit from St. Nicholas," by
Who takes care of this stock?
What do we call these men?
What kind of pasturage is necessary? Why?
FOURTH WEEK Monday Continue poem.
Monday How do these sheep and cattle reach the large Tuesday Tell a Christmas story.
cities and the stock yards? Wednesday Continue memorizing poem.
Describe the process of shipping, Thursday Complete poem.
Tuesday Imagine a trip through the Chicago stock yards Friday Review poem and tell a Christmas story.
if you are unable to manage a real one.
Wednesday Continue description of above trip.
Thursday Complete above.
Friday How does the dressed meat reach all parts of the Monday Begin a detailed study of cotton.
country? In what part of the United States is cotton extensively
Tell of the rigid inspection of meat.
Why is this done?
FIRST WEEK If this cannot bed one, secure a plentiful supply of Monday The first snowfall. Take the children outside pictures before beginning the lesson.
and allow them to revel in it. Call attention to the different Describe the cotton plant.
shaped flakes falling on coat sleeves. Wednesday Who picks cotton?
How many points has a snowflake? Is it ever done by machinery?
Tuesday Paper cutting of snowflakes. Mount on dark Thursday How is the cotton baled?
paper. Where and how is it taken?
Tuesday Memorize “A Wonderful Weaver," by George How is cotton distributed over the world?
Cooper. Friday Name as many articles as you can which are Thursday Continue above. made of cotton.
Friday Continue above.
Monday Complete above poem.
Describe a deer as to size and appearance.
Where do they like to live?
What did the Indians use the deer-skins for? Thursday Special study of an evergreen tree common to your neighborhood.
Where does it grow?
if three in a bunch, the pitch pine.) Friday One kind of evergreen has flat, shining, green leaves, with points and red berries. It is used for Christmas decorations. Do you know its name? (Holly)
Is your evergreen covered with something black and
sticky? (Pitch pine) Some evergreens have two long, very coarse needles in
a bunch. What kind is it? (Yellow pine)
Do the birds always have an easy time getting food
and water in the winter? Can we help them? How? Tuesday. How many remember the deer we studied earlier in the month?
Now let us study a different kind of deer.
Do you know anything about one?
Where do they live?
Tell something about the country in which they live. Thursday What do reindeer eat?
Where do they get their food?
Why do boys and girls like reindeer?
Compare with holly.
About how long is an inch? Show me.
board (large) so all may see, as you explain one inch,
two inches, etc.
How many inches in a foot?
long it is?
In one half foot? One half yard? One third yard?
How many feet in a yard? Friday Work on number book.
Monday From what evergreen does the needles fall off quickly? (Spruce)
Which one keeps its needles? (Fir)
so closely? Tuesday Of what use are the wings to the pine seeds? How many seeds are found packed within each scale
of the pine cone? Why can the pine cone scatter its seeds in all directions
and quite long distances? Does the pine tree hold its cones differently according
to their age? Why do the squirrels visit pine forests in the spring?
How can they get the seeds out of the cones?
each small group of children.
cranberries? Thursday Cut a cranberry in two so the cells may be clearly seen.
Notice the arrangement and number of cells and seeds.
What are they used for? Friday Give one child a whole cranberry and let him pass to the front of the room and tell all he can about the outside.
Give another child a cranberry and let him tell all he
can about the inside.
Count backwards from 30 to 1.
Count backwards from 40 to 1. Wednesday Review pint, quart and gallon. Thursday Review inch, foot and yard.
Friday Give each child a card bearing a number which he recognizes.
Frank, if you had one more added to your number,
what would it be? Mary, play the number on your card represents apples.
If you had one more, how many apples would you have?
Monday Give pupils cards as above. Now add 2 to each number.
How many does it make?
Draw a 2-inch line on the blackboard.
to make it 9 inches long? Thursday Recognition and writing of figures 10, 11, and 12. Friday. Complete number booklet.
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Are we glad to have them?
A Christmas Poster
“ Marche aux Etoiles"
- Henrs Riviere The constellated sounds ran sprinkling on earth's floor When he spake tenderly to his sorrowful flock: As the dark vault above with stars was sprinkled o'er. The old words came to me by the riches of time
Mellow'd and transfigured as I stood on the hill But to me heard afar it was starry music,
Heark’ning in the aspect of th' eternal silence. Angel's song, comforting as the comfort of Christ
– Robert Bridges
The Waits There were sparkles on the window-pane And when they saw me waiting too they and sparkles in the sky,
sang to me a song The moon it sparkled like a star above the The stars, they caught and whispered it the world so high,
whole wide sky along. There was star-shine on the ceiling, there was star-shine on the bed,
And then the Shepherds went their way and There was star-shine in my eyes, I think, three black camels came, and star-shine in my head.
They stayed beneath the window there and
waited just the same, I clambered from my sleep, I did; I Aung the And each black camel on his back had brought window wide,
an Eastern King, I wanted all that waited in the Christmas And though each King was very great each Eve outside,
had a song to sing. I wanted for myself to hear the Christmas people sing,
They sang it as the Shepherds sang, a little I wanted for myself to hear the Christmas
low sweet song — joy-bells ring.
The white stars caught and whispered it
the whole wide sky along; And there outside were waiting three gray And then the camels went their way, I watched Shepherds in the snow,
them down the street, (I knew that they were Shepherds, for they The snow lay white and soft and still beneath all had crooks, you know),
their silent feet.
There was singing in the tree-tops, there was Until at last it burst in word, because at last singing in the sky,
I knew, The moon was singing to the clouds above Ind then he looked at me and laughed and the world so high,
sang the star-song too. And all the stars were singing too and when I looked below,
And right across the misty fields I heard I saw a little, tiny Child was waiting in the the church bells ring, snow.
The star-song echoed far and wide for all the
world to sing, And first I watched him wait there — watched But still the tiny Child stood there — the and only waved my hand,
Child that once was born -For though the song was in my heart I did We sang His birthday song --- we did — upon not understand,
His Christmas morn. - “Nursery Lays of Nursery Days,” by M. Nightingale.
The Miracle Play of Good King Wenceslas
Marion Goodwin Eaton
The Prologue speaks
The Queen Why do you stand there, then, shivering We are the Christmas waits, friends, neighbors here, in the cold? In We have come to help
King The night is very lovely. The moon's so bright You celebrate in ancient wise this day
that I could see the faces of those who walked along the Devote from yore to cheer and friendliness.
path, if there were anyone abroad in this cold. We bring you songs your fathers' fathers sang
Queen Wise people stay at home on such a night and In France and England; others from that world keep their fires fed. New born of long endured suffering,
King Here comes a woman from the town, walking That stretches out its hands for help to us
slowly, bent with the weight of - what-dead branches Who climbed the path to freedom far ahead.
and dry furze it looks like. Page, come here and tell me
who she is and what she is doing. (Some carols here, by all and by the Prologue. All the waits go of but the Prologue.)
(Page runs to the window and looks out.) Prologue speaks
Page That is the wife of old Peter, the woodchopper, And now we would recall by our short play
I think. He broke his leg last month. They say he is The ancient tale of good King Wenceslas
too old and feeble to use his axe, and so she gathers fire Who hied him forth a king, a saint returned.
wood along the edge of the forest, where the dead pine He left his blazing hearth, his slippered ease,
branches are low down. See, now she has found the chips Despite the pleadings of his thrifty wife,
the castle men left when they hewed out the yule log from And on Saint Stephen's night through moonlit snow
the fallen oak. Fared forth to do the Christ Child's one behest;
King Where does she live? Is it far from here?
Page It's clear through the wood by the forest fence,
there by Saint Agnes' spring. For settings to our play we seek the grace Of your imagination on these screens,
King (as if speaking to himself, musingly) She is old and
feeble and he lies helpless by a cold hearth. They are Which are alternately the castle walls,
hungry, too, no doubt. Whereon the pictured tapestries, agleam
Queen If they had been provident, they would have With leaping firelight, stir in the draft;
laid in a store of winter wood two months ago, and then A peasant's hut, bare earthern floor, bare walls,
this broken leg would not have mattered. A smoky, feeble fire on the hearth.
King (as if not hearing the Queen) My hearth is piled
with logs, my store-house is full of food. I sit here in my (Waits come in and set the screens, a settle toward the corner
warm room and watch an old woman who is cold and hungry by the door to the hall, where the queen comes in and sits. The long window to the stage, right, is left exposed. The struggle through the snow. (He turns to the page and takes
him by the shoulder, pushing toward the door.) Boy, you King comes in and takes his place by it. The page sits at
and I are going to take baskets of food and pile a sled with the Queen's feet.)
pine logs and drag it to old Peter's cottage. We will pile
his hearth with blazing logs and watch him warm his Prologue speaks
shivering body in the glow. And we will feed his old wife Our first scene is the castle tower room,
hot meats and warm rich pastries. This settle stands before the blazing logs,
Queen (rising and barring the door) Sire, are you crazy? This window looks across the frozen moat
To go out on this freezing night in the deep snow is madness. To a path from town along the forest's edge.
You and the boy will be frozen stiff. You give money to The whole scene lit with moonlight on the snow.
the bailiff and the priest for the poor. They must have The king himself stands by the frosty window.
given these woodchoppers all that they deserve in the way His queen sits sewing by the hearth. Her page
of help. Lies watching, drowsy eyed, flame fairies dance.
King I saw the woman out there in the snow gathering
wood. Surely she would not be out to-night except in SCENE I — The Castle Wall
dire need. She must be cold and hungry. And old Peter The King The frost to-night is cruel. The rime is lying helpless must suffer for her pain more than for his own. thick on the window.
Queen You can send the men in the morning with fuel.
It doesn't look well for you to go out yourself lugging wood Wife I got the best of it where the castle men had cut and food to woodchoppers.
the fallen oak and left the chips and little branches. When King The woman is cold and hungry to-night, and to- it catches it will make a fine hot fire to warm your broth. night I must help her. Come, boy.
The bailiff gave me a ham bone to put in it for a flavor. Queen (still standing in the door) You must not take the pastries that we are saving for the New Year's feast. (There comes a knock at the door, and when the Wife goes Plain bread will do and a smoked ham. The men will go to open it, the King and the Page appear with the gifts. The early in the morning. You must not go out in the cold presence of the King seems to brighten the dim room.) to-night.
King I must go. Come, boy. (They go out. The King I saw you gathering wood by the path, when I Queen stands despairing for a moment and then follows them.) looked out my window to-night.
Wife (in great agitation) But I meant no harm. I only SCENE II - The Woodchopper's Hut
took the chips the men left a week ago.
King I have not come to find fault with you. It was (The screens are pulled to hide the window.)
I that did the harm when I failed to send you half that tree The Prologue speaks. (The characters enter and take their
for your winter's woodpile. So I come humbly to-night to places as she suggests.)
beg your pardon for my thoughtlessness and to bring you
wood and food to cook over the fire that I shall build for you. This second scene is Peter's lonely hut.
(He comes to the hearth, lays on the logs and sets the meat He sits despairing by his cold hearthstone,
an? pastries out to warm. Peter and the Wife watch him On which his wife is nursing a slow flame.
fearfully.) The room is damp and smoky, dimly lit.
Peter Are you truly our lord and king, or is this some Peter You gathered a fine lot of wood to-night, wife. trick of my old eyes and feeble brain? It seemed to me as Poor wife, abroad on such a night and I here useless. if the whole room lightened when you entered, and your