Primary Education, 25. kötetEducational Publishing Company, 1917 |
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7. oldal
... teaching arithmetic ? Did you book and magazine article you could f arithmetic ? Can you say that you m of it and worked at it , but that now etic ? ke up the spelling problem and work all ourself the most efficient teacher of spell ...
... teaching arithmetic ? Did you book and magazine article you could f arithmetic ? Can you say that you m of it and worked at it , but that now etic ? ke up the spelling problem and work all ourself the most efficient teacher of spell ...
16. oldal
... teacher and pupils , was as follows : Teacher What could we have in our store this month that would be just like a real store ? Child We might have a sale of our goods and call it the January Sale . Teacher How shall we get ready for ...
... teacher and pupils , was as follows : Teacher What could we have in our store this month that would be just like a real store ? Child We might have a sale of our goods and call it the January Sale . Teacher How shall we get ready for ...
47. oldal
... teacher , which was my greatest ld teach my pupils in a way they would ve them this embarrassment . ne that teacher and valiantly struggled to At the end of the first year I was no nearer efore . I started the next year with new sing ...
... teacher , which was my greatest ld teach my pupils in a way they would ve them this embarrassment . ne that teacher and valiantly struggled to At the end of the first year I was no nearer efore . I started the next year with new sing ...
56. oldal
... Teacher in the lead , the long line of children straggled uncertainly through the hall and down the front steps . The Little Teacher breathed a tired sigh of relief as she watched them go . Turning , she stepped aside to allow another ...
... Teacher in the lead , the long line of children straggled uncertainly through the hall and down the front steps . The Little Teacher breathed a tired sigh of relief as she watched them go . Turning , she stepped aside to allow another ...
63. oldal
... Teacher's Sick Sorry Samvery S wall , and Dhes Men Clark you all Mrs What's cas I hope you will anto take charge of que be better soon we will all be glad to see you a Jain With love from you The two most cheerful messages that a teacher ...
... Teacher's Sick Sorry Samvery S wall , and Dhes Men Clark you all Mrs What's cas I hope you will anto take charge of que be better soon we will all be glad to see you a Jain With love from you The two most cheerful messages that a teacher ...
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15. oldal - And what is so rare as a day in June? Then, if ever, come perfect days; Then Heaven tries earth if it be in tune, And over it softly her warm ear lays: Whether we look, or whether we listen, We hear life murmur, or see it glisten ; Every clod feels a stir of might, An instinct within it that reaches and towers, And, groping blindly above it for light, Climbs to a soul in grass and flowers...
395. oldal - There is a pleasure in the pathless woods, There is a rapture on the lonely shore, There is society, where none intrudes, By the deep Sea, and Music in its roar...
617. oldal - It fortifies my soul to know That, though I perish, Truth is so : That, howsoe'er I stray and range, Whate'er I do, Thou dost not change. I steadier step when I recall That, if I slip, Thou dost not falL 'PERCHE PENSA?
127. oldal - Let music swell the breeze, And ring from all the trees Sweet freedom's song! Let mortal tongues awake; Let all that breathe partake; Let rocks their silence break, The sound prolong! Our fathers...
273. oldal - We will fight for the ideals and sacred things of the city, both alone and with many; we will revere and obey the city's laws, and do our best to incite a like respect and reverence in those above us who are prone to annul or set them at naught; we will strive unceasingly to quicken the public's sense of civic duty.
106. oldal - OUR fathers' God ! from out whose hand The centuries fall like grains of sand, We meet to-day, united, free, And loyal to our land and Thee, To thank Thee for the era done, And trust Thee for the opening one.
314. oldal - I sleep so sound all night, mother, that I shall never wake, If you do not call me loud when the day begins to break : But I must gather knots of flowers, and buds and garlands gay, For I'm to be Queen o' the May, mother, I'm to be Queen o
409. oldal - WHAT flower is this that greets the morn, Its hues from Heaven so freshly born ? With burning star and flaming band It kindles all the sunset land : Oh tell us what its name may be, — Is this the Flower of Liberty? It is the banner of the free, The starry Flower of Liberty!
564. oldal - THE day is cold, and dark, and dreary ; It rains, and the wind is never weary ; The vine still clings to the mouldering wall, But at every gust the dead leaves fall, And the day is dark and dreary.
15. oldal - AT THE SEA-SIDE WHEN I was down beside the sea, A wooden spade they gave to me To dig the sandy shore. My holes were empty like a cup, In every hole the sea came up, Till it could come no more.