Building Fluency Through Practice & Performance: Grade 3Teacher Created Materials, 2008 M04 11 - 128 páginas Increase student fluency levels through repeated reading of traditional poems, songs, reader's theater, and monologues. Based on Dr. Timothy Rasinski's important fluency research, these books are ideal for ELL students. ZIP file includes audio recordings of the songs, as well as the songs presented in PowerPoint for whole class participation. |
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NewYear Snow | 34 |
A NewVersion | 75 |
Love Sixpence | 84 |
Ode to a Prune | 90 |
The Pledge ofAIIegiance | 97 |
An | 105 |
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Building Fluency Through Practice & Performance: Grade 3 Timothy Rasinski,Lorraine Griffith Vista previa limitada - 2008 |
Términos y frases comunes
Adjective Adverb Alberta America audience bright brown Butterfly called carry me home Cindy colors Coming develop died euor oz-n expression eyes feel flag flowers fluency follow give going to let grandfather green Group hang head hear the wind heart horse Hurrah important keep lady Leaves let it shine light Lincoln lines LIT LIO Lived looked marching materials meadow meaning Moth mother Nail Narrator nest never night Note Noun old Kentucky home oral OZ-!T LIT OZ-n LIT passage perform play pledge pledge allegiance ploy poems practice President prune pupa Reader reader's theater reading rehearsal republic rock script sentence Simon Simple sing song standards stands sweet teacher thing Tick town tree United valley Verb voices wind blow wish Woman words young
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Página 123 - In his bed at night. Up the airy mountain, Down the rushy glen, We daren't go a-hunting For fear of little men ; Wee folk, good folk, Trooping all together; Green jacket, red cap, And white owl's feather!
Página 30 - I wandered lonely as a cloud That floats on high o'er vales and hills, When all at once I saw a crowd, A host, of golden daffodils; Beside the lake, beneath the trees, Fluttering and dancing in the breeze. Continuous as the stars that shine And twinkle on the milky way, They stretched in never-ending line Along the margin of a bay: Ten thousand saw I at a glance, Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.
Página 30 - I gazed— and gazed— but little thought What wealth the show to me had brought: For oft, when on my couch I lie In vacant or in pensive mood, They flash upon that inward eye Which is the bliss of solitude; And then my heart with pleasure fills, And dances with the daffodils.
Página 68 - Blue and crimson and white it shines, Over the steel-tipped, ordered lines. Hats off! The colors before us fly; But more than the flag is passing by...
Página 26 - There, in the night, where none can spy, All in my hunter's camp I lie, And play at books that I have read Till it is time to go to bed. These are the hills, these are the woods, These are my starry solitudes; And there the river by whose brink The roaring lions come to drink. I see the others far away As if in firelit camp they lay, And I, like to an Indian scout, Around their party prowled about. So, when my nurse comes in for me, Home I return across the sea, And go to bed with backward looks...
Página 55 - twill never be light; A few more days till we totter on the road: — Then my old Kentucky home, good-night ! Weep no more, my lady, O, weep no more to-day!
Página 28 - ... a time to cast away stones, and a time to gather stones together; a time to embrace, and a time to refrain from embracing; a time to get, and a time to lose; a time to keep, and a time to cast away; a time to rend, and a time to sew; a time to keep silence, and a time to speak; a time to love, and a time to hate; a time for war, and a time for peace.
Página 79 - Come, children all, to bed," he cried; And ere the leaves could urge their prayer He shook his head, and far and wide, Fluttering and rustling everywhere, Down sped the leaflets through the air. I saw them; on the ground they lay, Golden and red, a huddled swarm, Waiting till one from far away, 44 White bed-clothes heaped upon her arm, Should come to wrap them safe and warm. The great bare Tree looked down and smiled. "Good-night, dear little leaves...