FIRST GRADE MOTTO
I am loveable, capable and a kind first grader.
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FIRST GRADE PLEDGE
I promise to always try my best,
Every single day.
Listening, learning and being fair,
When I work and play.
Keeping hands and feet to myself,
I'll treat others with respect.
I'll raise my hand to speak,
And keep my desk neat.
I'll listen when my teacher speaks,
And be kind and friendly to everyone.
I pledge to be a good citizen this year,
At Hope School and in Mrs. Brady's class.
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SEPTEMBER Poem
FRIENDS
Tall friends, short friends,
Skinny and wide;
Red haired, black haired,
Side by side.
Old friends, young friends,
And in-betweens;
Moms and Grandpas,
Tots and teens.
From Washington
To Delaware
Friends are found
Most anywhere.
By Janet C. Miller
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OCTOBER Poems
LEAF BLANKETS
Leaves are falling, soft as snowflakes,
Red and yellow, gold and brown;
The breeze laughs gaily in the treetops,
Shaking all the color down.
Leaves are covering the gardens
As my blanket covers me.
When cold winter comes,
The flowers will be warm
As warm can be.
By Irene B. Crofoot
AND
SPIN, SPIDER, SPIN!
Spin, spider, spin!
Spin your web round and wide.
Spin your silky web with pride.
Greet the guests who come inside.
Spin, spider, spin!
By Meish Goldish
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NOVEMBER Poem
PUMPKIN PIE TIME
Thanksgiving is coming.
It's time to bake pies.
Apple and pumpkin
are sure to delight!
Slice up the apples
(sneak a tiny bite)!
Mash up the pumpkin
(one that's plump and ripe)!
Add a bit of sugar.
Sprinkle in some spice.
Roll out the pie crust.
Make it thin and light.
Bake the pies in the oven
Till they're browned just right.
Set them on the table.
Oh, they smell so nice!
Now, come one,
come all,
And bring your appetite!
By Dorothy Jean Sklar
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DECEMBER Poem
THE MORE IT SNOWS
The more it SNOWS...
tiddely-pom,
The more it GOES...
tiddely-pom
The more it GOES...
tiddely-pom
On
Snowing.
And nobody KNOWS...
tiddely pom,
How cold my TOES...
tiddely-pom
Are
Growing.
By A. A. Milne
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JANUARY Poem
WONDERFUL WEATHER
I like to watch the way the wind can spin a weather vane.
I like to wear my big blue boots to splash within the rain.
I like to ride my bright red sled on cold and snowy days.
I like to feel the sun's warm rays when I wade in ocean waves.
Wind, rain, snow, and sun
Every kind of weather
Is wonderful and fun!
(Author Unknown)
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FEBRUARY Poems
CLOUDS
White sheep, white sheep
On a blue hill,
When the wind stops
You all stand still.
When the wind blows
You walk away slow.
White sheep, white sheep,
Where do you go?
By Christina G. Rossetti
AND
100 IS A LOT! (OPTIONAL - each year I have 2 or 3 children who learn this)
100 dogs, 100 cats,
100 heads for 100 hats.
100 women, 100 men,
100's more than 5 or 10.
100 buttons, 100 coats,
100 sails for 100 boats.
100 cookies, 100 cakes,
100 kids with bellyaches!
100 shoes, 100 socks,
100 keys for 100 locks.
100 puddles mighty dirty,
100's even more than 30.
100 daughters, 100 sons,
100 franks on 100 buns.
100 trees, 100 plants,
100 picnics, 100 ants!
100 is a lot to count,
100 is a LARGE AMOUNT!
100 kisses, 100 hugs,
100 bats and 100 bugs.
100 bees, 100 birds,
This poem has 100 words!
By Meish Goldish
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MARCH Poem
SEED, SPROUT, FLOWER
A seed is planted:
First a sprout,
Then stem,
And leaves,
And buds
Come out.
Buds grow bigger,
Smelling sweet,
Bees and birds come
Round to eat.
Bees and birds
Help flowers spread
Their new seeds on
The garden bed...
A seed is planted.
By Helen H. Moore
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APRIL Poem
RAINBOW PAINTBOX
I can see rainbow,
When the rain has gone away.
All the colors of the rainbow
I can name them
All for you today:
Red there is, a rosy red,
A red so bright and bonny,
And orange as a tiger lily,
So bold and tawny,
Yellow as the blazing sun,
That gives us all our light,
And green as grass
Beneath our feet,
Blue as the sky so bright.
There's indigo,
As dark as night,
And violet like flowers.
These are the colors
Nature paints the sky with
After showers.
By Helen H. Moore
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POEM ABOUT COINS (learning in school)
Penny, penny, Easily spent,
copper brown and worth one cent.
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Nickel, nickel, thick and fat,
You're worth five cents. I know that!
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Dime, dime, Little and thin,
I remember, You're worth ten.
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Quarter, quarter Big and bold,
You're worth twenty-five
I am told!
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MAY Poem
SMELLS OF SUMMER
There are certain things in summer
That smell real nice to me.
The moss and ferns and woodsy things
I like especially.
The grassy lawn just freshly cut,
The fragrant stacks of hay,
The clean outdoors when it has rained,
The salty ocean spray -
Pine needles warming in the sun,
Fresh corn, and berries, too,
Bright flowers in a big bouquet -
I like these smells, don't you?
By Vivian Gouled