Thursday, March 5, 2020

English Spelling Unit #21

Unit 21 – words with the sound of or
1. for _________ _________ _________
2. four _________ _________ _________
3. before _________ _________ _________
4. forest _________ _________ _________
5. born _________ _________ _________
6. corner _________ _________ _________
7. morning _________ _________ _________
8. storm _________ _________ _________
9. porch _________ _________ _________
10.orange _________ _________ _________
11.door _________ _________ _________
12.floor _________ _________ _________
13.more _________ _________ _________
14.store _________ _________ _________
15.wore _________ _________ _________

Dictée #22

         Pour lundi le 3 avril 2020 *Créé un dessin pour les mots de mathématiques suivants.

1. une fraction            
2. le numérateur : Dans une fraction, le dénominateur est le nombre en dessous de la barre de fraction. Le nombre au-dessus s'appelle le numérateur.
3. le dénominateur : Dans une fraction, le dénominateur est le nombre en dessous de la barre de fraction. Le nombre au-dessus s'appelle le numérateur
4. un entier d’un verre d’eau
5. un demi d’un pomme          
6. un tiers d’une tarte
7. un quart d’un barre de chocolat
   8.un cinquième d’une pointe de pizza


* Text to speech site: (says the dictée words out loud)
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1. write the French word in the text box,
2. change language to French FR

3. click "say it"

English Book Report #1

1.    TITLE PAGE – Design a creative, colourful representation of the novel you have just read. (This should be done in pencil first and then coloured.)                         
INFORMATION – On the title page ensure that you have:
a) The title underlined and CAPITALIZED,
          b) The author’s full name and
c)  A creative, colourful representation of the novel.
                                                                                                                                                                                            
2.    SUMMARY – Write a paragraph telling what happened in the novel like you would find on the back of a novel (but do not copy from the book). *Remember to use correct paragraph form. In the summary you should talk about:
a.     main characters (who was in it),
b.    story-line (what happened) and
c.     setting (where and when it took place) Also, you should give
d.    your opinion of the book. (Did you like it? Why or why not?           * Proofread your work to ensure that your sentences make sense then get someone else to proofread it with you. If you are not sure of how to spell a word, look it up in a dictionary or ask someone.
                                                                                                                       

                       EXCELLENT   WELL DONE    COMPLETE      INCOMPLETE

                                                       

Title page- creative, colour





Author and information




Summary    





Paragraph Structure




Spelling/Grammar/Punct.




        TOTAL        /20

Sunday, September 8, 2019

Dictée # 21




Related image                                                        Les mots << age, acle >> pour lundi le 24 février 2020 
pour le 16 mars 2020    
Écris une définition pour les mots de sciences qui ont un Astérix (*) -Les premiers 6 mots en gras sont pour les 3années et tous les mots sont pour les 4e années! 

1. *ombre* 
2. lumière      
3. couleur 
4. *transparent* 
5. *translucide* 
6. *opaque*
7. noir
8. *illusion* (d’optique)
9. prisme
10. *refléter*



* Text to speech site: (says the dictée words out loud)
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1. write the French word in the text box,
2. change language to French FR
3. click "say it

Wednesday, September 4, 2019

The Cremation of Sam McGee


The Cremation of Sam McGee


1.      There are strange things done in the midnight sun
By the men who moil for gold;
The Arctic trails have their secret tales
That would make your blood run cold;
The Northern Lights have seen queer sights,
But the queerest they ever did see
Was that night on the marge of Lake Lebarge
I cremated Sam McGee.

2.     Now Sam McGee was from Tennessee, where the cotton blooms and blows.
Why he left his home in the South to roam ‘round the Pole, God only knows.
He was always cold, but the land of gold seemed to hold him like a spell;
Though he’d often say in his homely way that “he’d sooner live in hell.”

3.     On a Christmas Day we were mushing our way over the Dawson trail.
Talk of your cold! through the parka’s fold it stabbed like a driven nail.
If our eyes we’d close, then the lashes froze till sometimes we couldn’t see;
It wasn’t much fun, but the only one to whimper was Sam McGee.

4.     And that very night, as we lay packed tight in our robes beneath the snow,
And the dogs were fed, and the stars o’erhead were dancing heel and toe,
He turned to me, and “Cap,” says he, “I’ll cash in this trip, I guess;
And if I do, I’m asking that you won’t refuse my last request.”

5.     Well, he seemed so low that I couldn’t say no; then he says with a sort of moan:
“It’s the cursed cold, and it’s got right hold till I’m chilled clean through to the bone.
Yet ‘taint being dead—it’s my awful dread of the icy grave that pains;
So I want you to swear that, foul or fair, you’ll cremate my last remains.”

6.     A pal’s last need is a thing to heed, so I swore I would not fail;
And we started on at the streak of dawn; but God! he looked ghastly pale.
He crouched on the sleigh, and he raved all day of his home in Tennessee;
And before nightfall a corpse was all that was left of Sam McGee.

7.     There wasn’t a breath in that land of death, and I hurried, horror-driven,
With a corpse half hid that I couldn’t get rid, because of a promise given;
It was lashed to the sleigh, and it seemed to say: “You may tax your brawn and brains,
But you promised true, and it’s up to you to cremate those last remains.”

8.    Now a promise made is a debt unpaid, and the trail has its own stern code.
In the days to come, though my lips were dumb, in my heart how I cursed that load.
In the long, long night, by the lone firelight, while the huskies, round in a ring,
Howled out their woes to the homeless snows—O God! how I loathed the thing.

9.     And every day that quiet clay seemed to heavy and heavier grow;
And on I went, though the dogs were spent and the grub was getting low;
The trail was bad, and I felt half mad, but I swore I would not give in;
And I’d often sing to the hateful thing, and it hearkened with a grin.

10.Till I came to the marge of Lake Lebarge, and a derelict there lay;
It was jammed in the ice, but I saw in a trice it was called the “Alice May.”
And I looked at it, and I thought a bit, and I looked at my frozen chum;
Then “Here,” said I, with a sudden cry, “is my cre-ma-tor-eum.”

11.  Some planks I tore from the cabin floor, and I lit the boiler fire;
Some coal I found that was lying around, and I heaped the fuel higher;
The flames just soared and the furnace roared—such a blaze you seldom see;
Then I burrowed a hole in the glowing coal, and I stuffed in Sam McGee.

12. Then I made a hike, for I didn’t like to hear him sizzle so;
And the heavens scowled, and the huskies howled, and the wind began to blow.
It was icy cold, but the hot sweat rolled down my cheeks, and I don’t know why;
And the greasy smoke in an inky cloak went streaking down the sky.

13. I do not know how long in the snow I wrestled with grisly fear;
But the stars came out and they danced about ere again I ventured near;
I was sick with dread, but I bravely said: “I’ll just take a peep inside.
I guess he’s cooked, and it’s time I looked;” . . . then the door I opened wide.

14. And there sat Sam, looking cool and calm, in the heart of the furnace roar;
And he wore a smile you could see a mile, and he said: “Please close that door.
It’s fine in here, but I greatly fear you’ll let in the cold and storm—
Since I left Plumtree, down in Tennessee, it’s the first time I’ve been warm.”

15.                       There are strange things done in the midnight sun
By the men who moil for gold;
The Arctic trails have their secret tales
That would make your blood run cold;
The Northern Lights have seen queer sights,
But the queerest they ever did see
Was that night on the marge of Lake Lebarge
I cremated Sam McGee.

by
Robert W. Service