Monday, October 7, 2013

Thanksgiving



Thanksgiving

The year has turned its circle,
The seasons come and go.
The harvest is all gathered in
And chilly north winds blow.
Orchards have shared their treasures,
The fields, their yellow grain.
So open wide the doorway-
Thanksgiving comes again!


We're working on the short i sound this week!

Grade 1
in
bin
pin
tin
win
*spin

 Grade 2
chin
grin
skin
spin
thin
*twin


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