Back to School

Dear students, the summer has ended.

The school year at last has begun.

But this year is totally different.

I promise we’ll only have fun.

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“We won’t study any mathematics,

and recess will last all day long.

Instead of the pledge of allegiance,

we’ll belt out a rock-and-roll song.

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“We’ll only play games in the classroom.

You’re welcome to bring in your toys.

It’s okay to run in the hallways.

It’s great if you make lots of noise.

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“For homework, you’ll play your Nintendo.

You’ll have to watch lots of T.V.

For field trips we’ll go to the movies

and get lots of candy for free.

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“The lunchroom will only serve chocolate

and triple fudge sundaes supreme.”

Yes, that’s what I heard from my teacher

before I woke up from my dream.

Author:

Kenn Nesbitt

Poem:

http://www.poetry4kids.com/poem-336.html#.UDKUtKM2fkY

Image: https://creativemarket.com/sergeypeterman/1684469-School-accessories-against-blackboard

October Treat

Maple Pumpkin Spice Tea

1. Heat milk until steaming (not boiling) in the microwave
2. or in a saucepan on the stove top.
3. Pour steaming milk over pumpkin spice tea bag in mug
4. and steep 5-7 minutes.
5. Squeeze tea bag well and discard.
6. Stir in vanilla and maple syrup.
7. Lightly dust with pumpkin spice, ground cinnamon,
8. nutmeg or allspice.
9. Serve hot.

Maple Pumpkin Spice Tea Latte

 

 

Saving Fall Leaves

Did any of you do this ? Every fall my mom would have my brothers and I get a paper bag and go for a walk in the woods and collect colored leaves. When we got them home we would pick out the very best leaves, perfect shape and colors counted. We would then place them on a sheet of wax paper placing another sheet on the top and then go over it with a slightly warm iron. Mom would tape them to the glass on our windows.

It reminded me of stained glass windows when the sun shown directly on the glass, awesome. The nice thing was that they lasted for a long time right through the winter if you like. It’s such a little thing but I loved the time we spent doing this and I did the same with my children on down to my grandchildren and we all  loved it and every fall looked forward doing it.

I was thinking about it yesterday and wondered, do they even make wax paper anymore ? So I would try to find some pictures of pressing leaves by doing a google search and wow! I was quite surprised and delighted to see how many people still do this. Interesting thing is folks have found new ways to preserve their beautiful leaves and display them in very interesting ways and yes, they still do make wax paper! We kids called it pressing leaves, today some call them Suncatchers. It’s the little things that kids remember.

How To Preserve Leaves (6 Methods)

https://www.the-modern-dad.com/fall-learning-mrs-dunnigan/

http://www.thecraftycrow.net/2014/09/fall-crafts-for-toddlers.html

http://riverblissed.blogspot.com/2012/11/in-quest-of-light-lf-lantern-tutorials.html

I’m Only a Cat

• I’m only a cat,
  and I stay in my place…
  Up there on your chair,
  on your bed or your face!
• I’m only a cat,
  and I don’t finick much…
  I’m happy with cream
  and anchovies and such!
• I’m only a cat,
  and we’ll get along fine…
  As long as you know
  I’m not yours… you’re all mine!
• Author Unknown
• Found on artodyssey1.blogspot.com

Sweet Poems About Fall

Autumn Fires

In the other gardens                                                                                                    And all up the vale,                                                                                              From the autumn bonfires                                                                                          See the smoke trail!

Pleasant summer over
And all the summer flowers,
The red fire blazes,
The grey smoke towers.

Sing a song of seasons!
Something bright in all!
Flowers in the summer,
Fires in the fall!

by Robert Louis Stevenson

Autumn, Queen of Year

When the pumpkins are so yellow
And the vines with grapes abound,
When the melons are so mellow
And the nuts fall to the ground;
When persimmons lose their bitters,
And the apples are so red;
When we love to eat corn fritters
Since the roasting ears have fled;
When vacation days are over
And the children go to school,
They no longer play in clover,

by Winifred Sackville Stoner, Jr.