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The gentle shepherd loves his sheep;
He watches lest they fall.
And if they wander from the fold,
He answers when they call
The heavenly Shepherd loves His sheep;
He answers every prayer.
And day by day He watches us
And gives us tender care.
Narrow Gate Academy
| Jessie's Eighth Grade | [−] |
BIBLE
LANGUAGE ARTS
Rod & Staff English 8
Word Within the Word 1
Classical Writing Diogenes Chreia
Classical Writing Intermediate Poetry
Teaching the Classics (with worldview supplement
MATH
Foerster's Algebra 1
HISTORY
Truthquest Age of Revolution 2
TruthQuest Age of Revolution 3
GEOGRAPHY
Studying North and South America
SCIENCE
BJU Physical Science
LATIN
Latin Alive 2
GREEK
Elementary Greek 3
MUSIC
The Story of Classical Music
Composers lapbook
ART
Drawing for Older Children and Teens
LANGUAGE ARTS
Rod & Staff English 8
Word Within the Word 1
Classical Writing Diogenes Chreia
Classical Writing Intermediate Poetry
Teaching the Classics (with worldview supplement
MATH
Foerster's Algebra 1
HISTORY
Truthquest Age of Revolution 2
TruthQuest Age of Revolution 3
GEOGRAPHY
Studying North and South America
SCIENCE
BJU Physical Science
LATIN
Latin Alive 2
GREEK
Elementary Greek 3
MUSIC
The Story of Classical Music
Composers lapbook
ART
Drawing for Older Children and Teens
| Violet's Sixth Grade | [−] |
BIBLE
LANGUAGE ARTS
Spelling Workout H
Dictation
Rod & Staff English 6
Assigned literature
Classical Writing Homer
Classical Writing Poetry for Beginners
MATH
Singapore Primary Math 6A & 6B
HISTORY
Truthquest Age of Revolution 2
TruthQuest Age of Revolution 3
GEOGRAPHY
Studying North and South America
SCIENCE
God's Design for Chemistry and Ecology
LATIN
Latin for Children C
Music
The Story of Classical Music
Composers lapbook
ART
Drawing With Older Children and Teens
LANGUAGE ARTS
Spelling Workout H
Dictation
Rod & Staff English 6
Assigned literature
Classical Writing Homer
Classical Writing Poetry for Beginners
MATH
Singapore Primary Math 6A & 6B
HISTORY
Truthquest Age of Revolution 2
TruthQuest Age of Revolution 3
GEOGRAPHY
Studying North and South America
SCIENCE
God's Design for Chemistry and Ecology
LATIN
Latin for Children C
Music
The Story of Classical Music
Composers lapbook
ART
Drawing With Older Children and Teens
| Benny's Third Grade | [−] |
BIBLE
LA
library resources
Rod & Staff 3
SWO C and D
Copywork and Dictation
Clasical Writing Aesop
MATH
Singapore Primary 3A & 3B
Miquon Yellow and Purple
CRITICAL THINKING
Building Thinking Skills 1
DooRiddles books
Logic games
HISTORY
Truthquest American History for Young Students 2
TruthQuest American History for Young Students 3
GEOGRAPHY
Studying North and South America
SCIENCE
God's Design for Chemistry and Ecoloty
ART
Drawing With Children
LA
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Rod & Staff 3
SWO C and D
Copywork and Dictation
Clasical Writing Aesop
MATH
Singapore Primary 3A & 3B
Miquon Yellow and Purple
CRITICAL THINKING
Building Thinking Skills 1
DooRiddles books
Logic games
HISTORY
Truthquest American History for Young Students 2
TruthQuest American History for Young Students 3
GEOGRAPHY
Studying North and South America
SCIENCE
God's Design for Chemistry and Ecoloty
ART
Drawing With Children
52 in 52 Challenge
- 20-The Indian in the Cupboard by Banks
- 19-The Time Machine by Wells
- 18-Richard III by Shakespeare
- 17-Inkheart by Funke
- 16-Henry V by Shakespeare
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- 14-Drumbeats in Williamsburg by Lawrence
- 13-A Spy in Williamsburg by Lawrence
- 12-The Boggart and the Monster by Cooper
- 11-MacBeth by Shakespeare
- 10-The Boggart by Cooper
- 9-The History of the Kings of Britain by Monmouth
- 8-The Wolves of Willoughby Chase by Aiken
- 7-Winning His Spurs by Henty
- 6-The Song of Rolad by Sayers
- 5-Sink Reflection by Cilley
- 4-Midsunner Night's Dream by Shakespeare
- 3-Journey to the Centre of the Earth by Verne
- 2-Beowulf by Heaney
- 1-Cut Your Grocery Bill in Half by Economizers
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Poems We're Memorizing
| The Captain's Daughter | [−] |
by James R. Fields
We were crowded in the cabin,
Not a soul would dare to sleep,-
It was midnight on the waters,
And a storm was on the deep.
'Tis a fearful thing in winter
To be shattered by the blast,
And to hear the rattling trumpet
Thunder, "Cut away the mast!"
So we shuddered there in silence,-
For the stoutest held his breath,
While the hungry sea was roaring
And the breakers talked with Death.
As thus we sat in darkness,
Each one busy with his prayers,
"We are lost!" the captain shouted
As he staggered down the stairs.
But his little daughter whispered,
As she took his icy hand,
"Isn't God upon the ocean,
Just the same as on the land?"
Then we kissed the little maiden.
And we spoke in better cheer,
And we anchored safe in harbour
When the morn was shining clear.
We were crowded in the cabin,
Not a soul would dare to sleep,-
It was midnight on the waters,
And a storm was on the deep.
'Tis a fearful thing in winter
To be shattered by the blast,
And to hear the rattling trumpet
Thunder, "Cut away the mast!"
So we shuddered there in silence,-
For the stoutest held his breath,
While the hungry sea was roaring
And the breakers talked with Death.
As thus we sat in darkness,
Each one busy with his prayers,
"We are lost!" the captain shouted
As he staggered down the stairs.
But his little daughter whispered,
As she took his icy hand,
"Isn't God upon the ocean,
Just the same as on the land?"
Then we kissed the little maiden.
And we spoke in better cheer,
And we anchored safe in harbour
When the morn was shining clear.
| Stopping By Woods on a Snowy Evening | [−] |
by Robert Frost
Whose woods these are I think I know.
His hous is in the village though;
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.
My little horse must think it queer
To stop without a farmhouse near
Between the woods and frozen lake
The darkest evening of the year.
He gives his harness bells a shake
To ask if there is some mistake.
The only other sound's the sweep
Of easy wind and downy flake.
The woods are lovely, dark, and deep.
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.
Whose woods these are I think I know.
His hous is in the village though;
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.
My little horse must think it queer
To stop without a farmhouse near
Between the woods and frozen lake
The darkest evening of the year.
He gives his harness bells a shake
To ask if there is some mistake.
The only other sound's the sweep
Of easy wind and downy flake.
The woods are lovely, dark, and deep.
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.
| Love Between Brothers and Sisters | [−] |
by Isaac Watts
Whatever brawls disturb the street,
There should be peace at home;
Where sisters dwell and brothers meet,
Quarrels should never come.
Birds in their little nests agree;
And 'tis a shameful sight,
When children of one family
Fall out and chide and fight.
Whatever brawls disturb the street,
There should be peace at home;
Where sisters dwell and brothers meet,
Quarrels should never come.
Birds in their little nests agree;
And 'tis a shameful sight,
When children of one family
Fall out and chide and fight.
| True Nobility | [−] |
by Edgar Guest
Who does his task from day to day
And meets whatever comes his way.
Believing God has willed it so
Has found real greatness here below.
Who guards his post, no matter where,
Believing God must need him there,
Although but lowly toil it be,
Has risen to nobility.
For great and low there's but one test:
'Tis that each man shall do his best.
Who works with all the strength he can
Shall never die in debt to man.
Who does his task from day to day
And meets whatever comes his way.
Believing God has willed it so
Has found real greatness here below.
Who guards his post, no matter where,
Believing God must need him there,
Although but lowly toil it be,
Has risen to nobility.
For great and low there's but one test:
'Tis that each man shall do his best.
Who works with all the strength he can
Shall never die in debt to man.
| Don't Give Up | [−] |
by Phoebe Cary
If you've tried and have not won,
Never stop for crying;
All that's great and good is done
Just by patient trying.
Though young birds, in flying, fall,
Still their wings grow stronger;
And the next time they can keep
Up a little longer.
Though the sturdy oak has known
Many a blast that bowed her,
She has risen again, and grown
Loftier and prouder.
If by easy work you beat,
Who the more will prize you?
Gaining victory from defeat,-
That's the test that tries you!
If you've tried and have not won,
Never stop for crying;
All that's great and good is done
Just by patient trying.
Though young birds, in flying, fall,
Still their wings grow stronger;
And the next time they can keep
Up a little longer.
Though the sturdy oak has known
Many a blast that bowed her,
She has risen again, and grown
Loftier and prouder.
If by easy work you beat,
Who the more will prize you?
Gaining victory from defeat,-
That's the test that tries you!
| The Shepherd | [−] |
The gentle shepherd loves his sheep;
He watches lest they fall.
And if they wander from the fold,
He answers when they call
The heavenly Shepherd loves His sheep;
He answers every prayer.
And day by day He watches us
And gives us tender care.
| 07-08 Poems | [−] |
| What God Hath Promised | [−] |
by Annie Johnson Flint
God hath not promised
Skies always blue,
Flower-strewn pathways
All our lives through.
God hath not promised
Sun without rain,
Joy without sorrow,
Peace without pain.
But God hath promised
Strength for the day,
Rest for the labor,
Light for the way,
Grace for the trials,
Help from above,
Unfailing sympathy,
Undying Love.
God hath not promised
Skies always blue,
Flower-strewn pathways
All our lives through.
God hath not promised
Sun without rain,
Joy without sorrow,
Peace without pain.
But God hath promised
Strength for the day,
Rest for the labor,
Light for the way,
Grace for the trials,
Help from above,
Unfailing sympathy,
Undying Love.
| Who Has Seen the Wind? | [−] |
by Christina G. Rossetti
Who has seen the wind?
Neither I nor you:BR> But when the leaves hang trembling
The wind is passing through.
Who has seen the wind?
Neither you nor I:
But when the trees bow down their heads,
The wind is passing through.
Who has seen the wind?
Neither I nor you:BR> But when the leaves hang trembling
The wind is passing through.
Who has seen the wind?
Neither you nor I:
But when the trees bow down their heads,
The wind is passing through.
| An Evening Hymn | [−] |
by Thomas Ken
All praise to thee, my God, this night,
For all the blessings of the light;
Keep me, O keep me, King of Kings,
Beneath thy own almighty wings.
Forgive me, Lord, for thy dear Son,
The ill that I this day have done;
That with the world, myself, and Thee,
I, ere I sleep, at peace may be.
O may my soul on Thee repose,
And may sweet sleep my eyelids close:
Sleep that may me more vigorous make
To serve my God when I awake.
All praise to thee, my God, this night,
For all the blessings of the light;
Keep me, O keep me, King of Kings,
Beneath thy own almighty wings.
Forgive me, Lord, for thy dear Son,
The ill that I this day have done;
That with the world, myself, and Thee,
I, ere I sleep, at peace may be.
O may my soul on Thee repose,
And may sweet sleep my eyelids close:
Sleep that may me more vigorous make
To serve my God when I awake.
| The Arrow and the Song | [−] |
by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
I shot an arrow into the air,
It fell to earth, I knew not where;
For, so swiftly it flew, the sight
Could not follow it in its flight.
I breathed a song into the air,
It fell to earth, I knew not where;
For who has sight so keen and strong,
That it can follow the flight of song?
Long, long afterward, in an oak
I found the arrow, still unbroke;
And the song, from beginning to end,
I found again in the heart of a friend.
I shot an arrow into the air,
It fell to earth, I knew not where;
For, so swiftly it flew, the sight
Could not follow it in its flight.
I breathed a song into the air,
It fell to earth, I knew not where;
For who has sight so keen and strong,
That it can follow the flight of song?
Long, long afterward, in an oak
I found the arrow, still unbroke;
And the song, from beginning to end,
I found again in the heart of a friend.
| Against Quarreling and Fighting | [−] |
by Isaac Watts
Let dogs delight to bark and bite,
For God hath made them so:
Let bears and lions growl and fight,
For 'tis their nature, too.
But, children, you should never let
Such angry passions rise:
Your little hands were never made
To tear each other's eyes.
Let love through all your actions run,
And all your words be mild:
Live like the blessed Virgin's Son,
That sweet and lovely child.
His soul was gentle as a lamb;
And as his stature grew,
He grew in favor both with man,
And God his Father too.
Now, Lord of all, he reigns above;
And from his heavenly throne
He sees what children dwell in love,
And marks them for his own.
Let dogs delight to bark and bite,
For God hath made them so:
Let bears and lions growl and fight,
For 'tis their nature, too.
But, children, you should never let
Such angry passions rise:
Your little hands were never made
To tear each other's eyes.
Let love through all your actions run,
And all your words be mild:
Live like the blessed Virgin's Son,
That sweet and lovely child.
His soul was gentle as a lamb;
And as his stature grew,
He grew in favor both with man,
And God his Father too.
Now, Lord of all, he reigns above;
And from his heavenly throne
He sees what children dwell in love,
And marks them for his own.
| Time to Rise | [−] |
by Robert Loius Stevenson
A birdie with a yellow bill
Hopped upon the window sill,
Cocked his shining eye and said:
"Ain't you 'shamed, you sleepy-head?"
A birdie with a yellow bill
Hopped upon the window sill,
Cocked his shining eye and said:
"Ain't you 'shamed, you sleepy-head?"
| My Gift | [−] |
by Christina Rossetti
What can I give Him
Poor as I am?
If I were a shepherd
I would give him a lamb.
If I were a wise man,
I would do my part.
Yet what can I give Him?
Give my heart.
What can I give Him
Poor as I am?
If I were a shepherd
I would give him a lamb.
If I were a wise man,
I would do my part.
Yet what can I give Him?
Give my heart.
| Try Again | [−] |
by William Hickson
Tis a lesson you should heed,
Try again;
If at first you don't succeed,
Try again.
Then you courage should appear,
For if you will persevere,
You will conquer, never feat,
Try agin.
If you would at last prevail
Try again.
If we strive, 'tis no disgrace
Though we did not win the race;
What should we do in that case?
Try again.
If you find your task is hard,
Try again;
All that other folk can do,
Why with patience, may not you?
Only keep this rule in view,
Try again.
Tis a lesson you should heed,
Try again;
If at first you don't succeed,
Try again.
Then you courage should appear,
For if you will persevere,
You will conquer, never feat,
Try agin.
If you would at last prevail
Try again.
If we strive, 'tis no disgrace
Though we did not win the race;
What should we do in that case?
Try again.
If you find your task is hard,
Try again;
All that other folk can do,
Why with patience, may not you?
Only keep this rule in view,
Try again.
| Loving Jesus | [−] |
by Charles Wesley
Loving Jesus, meek and mild,
Make me gentle as Thou art,
Com and live within my heart.
Take my childish hand in Thine,
Guide these little feet of mine.
So shall all my happy days
Sing their pleasant song of praise,
And the world shall always see
Christ, the Holy Child, in me.
Loving Jesus, meek and mild,
Make me gentle as Thou art,
Com and live within my heart.
Take my childish hand in Thine,
Guide these little feet of mine.
So shall all my happy days
Sing their pleasant song of praise,
And the world shall always see
Christ, the Holy Child, in me.
| A Child's Prayer | [−] |
by Margaret Betham-Edwards
God, make my life a little light
Within the world to glow;
A little flame that burneth bright
Wherever I may go.
God, make my life a little flower
That giveth joy to all,
Content to bloom in native bower,
Although the place be small.
God, make my life a little song
That comforteth the sad,
That helpeth others to be strong
And makes the singer glad.
God, make my life a little staff
Whereon the weak may rest,
And so what health and strenth I have
May serve my neighbors best.
God, make my life a little hymn
Of tenderness and praise;
Of faith, that never waxeth dim,
In all His wonderous ways.
God, make my life a little light
Within the world to glow;
A little flame that burneth bright
Wherever I may go.
God, make my life a little flower
That giveth joy to all,
Content to bloom in native bower,
Although the place be small.
God, make my life a little song
That comforteth the sad,
That helpeth others to be strong
And makes the singer glad.
God, make my life a little staff
Whereon the weak may rest,
And so what health and strenth I have
May serve my neighbors best.
God, make my life a little hymn
Of tenderness and praise;
Of faith, that never waxeth dim,
In all His wonderous ways.
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7 comments:
Sword fighting is very tiring! :)
Cashed out in the middle of a sword fight. He must have felt confident that he could win in his sleep :)
Sweet!
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Karen aka Testimony from WTM boards
How sweet!!
I think the sword won!
That was one tiring battle...glad it ended in a nap. :-)
Patricia in WA
Being a knight can take a lot out of a little guy. That is too precious!
Happy WW,
Brittney
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