Lassie Come-Home

Lassie is a tri-colour Collie that every man in the village of Greenall Bridge, England says is the “best dog anybody could lay eyes on.” Lassie Come-Home by Eric Knight is the exciting story of a dog who is unwillingly (by owner and dog) sold to the Duke of Rudling, moved to Scotland, escapes, and tries to find her way home.

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Here is the continuation of 50 things I am thankful for…

21. Sunny Winter days.
22. Smiles.
23. Laughter.
24. Books.
25. The Penner Family (The family we are doing church with).
26. Spelling.
27. Making breakfast.
28. The smell of fresh coffee in the morning.
29. The library.
30. The Songs of birds.

(more continuations to come soon)

Here is my continuation of my things I am thankful for list…

11. Baby island (This is the first book I ever read all by myself)
12. Autumn.
13. Dolls.
14. Climbing trees.
15. Chris Rice.
16. Our pets (We have one rabbit and two pet rats).
17. My teacher (also called Mommy).
18. My grandparents.
19. History.
20. Poetry.

(more continuations to come soon)

LittlePage1 has a post that is called 1000 ways I am thankful and I liked the idea so much that here is my version…

1. The father, the son, and the holy spirit.
2. My family.
3. My friends.
4. Life.
5. Granny smith apples.
6. Home-schooling.
7. Our piano.
8. Our house.
9. The littlest page(LittlePage5)
10. The Manitoba Living History Society
(The continuations to come soon)

I have never been on a farm in the morning.

I thought up this poem out of imagination and of what I know about farms.

Farms and animals were always interesting to me. My favourite animals, like many other girls, are horses.

Now I present you with:

A morning on the farm
The horses neigh and the cows moo,
As I’m walking along the path.
The chickens cluck and the pigeons coo,
As I’m walking along the path.
The sky is purple in the rising sun,
As I’m walking along the path.
I’m actually having a lot of fun
As I’m walking along the path.
I looked at the animals they looked back at me,
A farm in the morning is a nice place to be.

by LittlePage2

The best time for me to think up stories is in bed. Lying there right before you go to sleep.That’s when I think up all of my poems.
That’s when I thought up up this one…

Canada
By LittlePage2

When the Red River settlers came,
To this wintry country of ours,
They were helpless if they were lame,
‘Cause they didn’t have any cars.
They traded the natives beads,
And made lots of baskets of reeds,
‘Cause they had no metal bars,
In this wonderful country of ours.

(This is a narration that Page2 (almost 9 years old) wrote today for a story in Baldwin’s Fifty Famous Stories Retold. For more information on narration visit Simply Charlotte Mason.)

Wise King Canute

O, wise King Canute, great king of the Danes,
told his officers never to praise him again.
He proved his foolish officers wrong,
that he was not so very strong.
He told the water to not touch his feet,
but the water and his feet did meet.

–LittlePage2