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Happy Thanksgiving

Monday, November 23rd, 2009

I know you all are in preparation for this Thanksgiving Holiday, so I wanted to wish you all a Blessed Thanksgiving.
We here in the Albright household will be having studies as usual. My husband works through Thanksgiving, so we will be celebrating the first week in December. He is off for a week!! He needs to finish taking his vacation days before the year ends.
Don’t forget that we have a Squanto Lapbook that you might want to do this Thanksgiving.
Also, I added primary lines to the Psalm 100 Copywork for those of you who prefer primary lines.
I also created this cute piece of copywork for this week.
Thanksgiving
Praise God for wheat, so white and sweet,
       of which to make our bread!
Praise God for yellow corn, with which his
       waiting world is fed!
Praise God for fish and flesh and fowl he
       gave to man for food!
Praise God for every creature which he
      made and called it good!
Praise God for winter’s store of ice! Praise
      God for summer’s heat!
Praise God for fruit-tree bearing seed; “to
      you it is for meat.”
Praise God for all the bounty by which all
       the world is fed!
Praise God his children all, to whom he
       gives their daily bread!
                              —By Edward Everett Hale.

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Merry Christmas

Thursday, December 18th, 2008

Geesh, where has the time gone. It has been TWO weeks since I last posted!!
Our Thanksgiving went well. We had SO much leftovers! It was just us this year, me, my husband and our two kids, and I cooked a full fledged meal. If it is ever just us again, I will NOT cook so much. We even took some to my husbands sister and mother.
I thought I would never say it, but I am tired of pie! I even had to freeze our second sweet potatoe pie because we, or I, was just not going to finish it.
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Leaf Bug

Wednesday, November 26th, 2008

The other day, when I opened the front door, this leaf fluttered past me. I didn’t think anything of it because of the wind outside. But, for some reason, my eye caught it land and start moving along the window outside. I turned, and noticed it was a bug. It was too cool!! It looked like a leaf. I called the kids over to see it, and then I ran in to take a picture.
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November

Thursday, November 20th, 2008

November
By Alice Cary
The leaves are fading and falling;
The winds are rough and wild;
The birds have ceased their calling–
But let me tell you, my child,
Though day by day, as it closes,
Doth darker and colder grow,
The roots of the bright red roses
Will keep alive in the snow.
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How Patty Gave Thanks

Tuesday, November 18th, 2008

How Patty Gave Thanks

Ah! how snug it was in the barn that cold November night! Farmer Gray shut all the doors as if it were winter weather, and then went away glad to think that the animals were warm and comfortable for the night. No sooner had the sound of his footsteps died away than a Cow raised her head and gave a faint bellow.
“News!” said she, “News! Something beautiful happened to me to-day. It was just before I was turned out into the field this morning. Little Patty came running up to me and began to stroke my forehead. ‘You good old cow!’ said she; ‘I had some milk to drink at breakfast and I know who gave it to me, and so I have come to say thank you. Mother told me this morning that this was “Thank-you” day;’ and then the dear child put a delicious apple into my mouth and laughed to hear me crunch it! I am so glad that my milk is good and rich. And she thanked me for butter and cream and for her papa’s cheese, too, — the grateful child!”
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A Boston Thanksgiving Story

Monday, November 17th, 2008

A Boston Thanksgiving Story
Once upon a time Boston, and indeed the whole land, was covered with trees instead of houses; and there were no streets, no stores, no churches, no big buildings of any kind. Yet people lived here – Indians—who loved to live in the woods. There were no carpenters among the Indians, so they did not build real houses, but had tents or wigwams.
By and by some people like us came to this land; but as they came in winter the farmers could not plant anything, the ground being frozen; and so the miller had no wheat to grind into flour, and the baker had no flour to make bread of, and there was very little for the people to eat. They had fish, and clams, and such things, but often had to go hungry. A ship, which they had sent across the great ocean to bring them more provisions, had been gone so long that it seemed as if it must be lost; and the poor, hungry people did not know what they should do.
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