FOURTH A, B

Reading Plan Fourth Term

The student will search a poem from the list. if you are a student from 4B you will choose a poem from a student from 4A, and if you are a student from 4A you will choose a poem from a student from 4B.

POEMS FOR STUDENTS FROM 4B

Poem #1

Manolito caracol

Carmen Gil

By David Santiago Colonia 4A

Manolito the snail

It comes out only if it's sunny,

He does not like a hair

Let rain rain from heaven.

"It's a dry snail",

Explain to all his brother.

"Dream of night and day

with living in Almería”.

And what does a snail do?

living under a cabbage

if he wants to be

very close to the sea?

Manolo gives him courage,

take all your luggage

and is willing to travel

to Roquetas de Mar.

"Go, go, go, go...,

But how huge is the beach? "

And forget your grief soon

sunbathing in the sand.

One day a wave arrives,

drag a conch

and Manolo, suddenly,

He falls madly in love.

Snail and snail

They are happy under the sun:

they walk along the shore

hand and without umbrella.

Snail and conch

they are not alone anymore

And they want to rage

there in Roquetas de Mar.

Poem #2

Wind On The Hill- By A. A. Milne

by Juan David Dominguez 4A No one can tell me, Nobody knows, Where the wind comes from, Where the wind goes.

It's flying from somewhere As fast as it can, I couldn't keep up with it, Not if I ran.

But if I stopped holding The string of my kite, It would blow with the wind For a day and a night.

And then when I found it, Wherever it blew, I should know that the wind Had been going there too.

So then I could tell them Where the wind goes... But where the wind comes from Nobody knows.

Poem #3

Invocation by Sofia Figueroa 4A

May that apparent calm called scepticism
never riddle my heart.

Let me escape
from the numbness of cynicism
from the impartiality of shrugged shoulders.

Let me believe always in life
let me believe alwaysin infinite possibilities.

Deceive me, song of the sirens
confer a gleam of naivety!

Epidermis, never resemble
a frozen implacable hide.

Let me always cry
for impossible dreams
for forbidden loves
for girlish fantasies torn into pieces.

Let me escape from straight-jacketed realism.

Safeguard these songs on my lips,
may they be numerous, noisy and replete with chords.

To sing away the threat of silent times.

Poem # 5

Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star by Luisa Maria Gallo 4A

Twinkle, twinkle, little star,

How I wonder what you are.

Up above the world so high,

Like a diamond in the sky.

Twinkle, twinkle, little star,

How I wonder what you are!

When the blazing sun is gone,

When he nothing shines upon,

Then you show your little light,

Twinkle, twinkle, all the night.

Twinkle, twinkle, little star,

How I wonder what you are!

Then the traveler in the dark

Thanks you for your tiny spark;

He could not see which way to go,

If you did not twinkle so.

Twinkle, twinkle, little star,

How I wonder what you are!

In the dark blue sky you keep,

While you thro’ my window peep,

And you never shut your eye,

Till the sun is in the sky,

Twinkle, twinkle, little star,

How I wonder what you are!

Poem #6

Winter is coming, by Marisol Perales - Julian Santiago Garcia 4A

Mr. winter

he dresses in white,

he puts on his coat

because he is trembling.

He goes to the mountain,

gets in the river,

and the park and the street

They are filled with cold.

It is in the rain

crying, crying,

and also to the wind

that is coming blowing

Come friend sun!

Scream on the road,

but the sun does not come

because he has fallen a sleep.

Poema #7 by Tatiana Giraldo 4A

Every once in a twinkle-while

I meet someone new

and the air around us changes

into friendship I can touch.

Even though we've never met

I find myself remembering that time 

we ate blue popsicles

counting starfish at the beach.

If the new someone laughs

my heart remembers the tune of that laugh.

If the new someone moves

I start moving too.

Every once 

in a twinkle-while

I meet someone new

but I know we have met before.

Poem # 8

Please Mrs Butler by Laura Cristina Guerrero 4A

Please Mrs Butler

This boy Derek Drew

Keeps copying my work, Miss.

What shall I do?

Go and sit in the hall, dear.

Go and sit in the sink.

Take your books on the roof, my lamb.

Do whatever you think.

Please Mrs Butler

This boy Derek Drew

Keeps taking my rubber, Miss.

What shall I do?

Keep it in your hand, dear.

Hide it up your vest.

Swallow it if you like, my love.

Do what you think is best.

Please Mrs Butler

This boy Derek Drew

Keeps calling me rude names, miss.

What shall I do?

Lock yourself in the cupboard, dear.

Run away to sea.

Do whatever you can, my flower.

But don’t ask me.

Poem # 9

Mr Tom Narrow by Juan Andres Marin 4A

A scandalous man 

Was Mr Tom Narrow,

He pushed hos grandmother

Round in a barrow

And he called out loud

As he rang his bell

Grannies to sell !!!

Old grannies to sell !!!

The neighbours said,

As they heard his cry

This poor old lady

We will not buy

He surely must be

A mischievous man

To try for to sell

His own dear gran.

Besides said another 

If you ask me ,

She 'd be very small use 

That I can see.

You are right, said a third,

And no mistake

A very poor bargain

She'd surely make !

So Mr Tom Narrow

He scratched his head,

And he sent his grandmother

Back to bed, 

And he rang  his bell

Through all the town

Till he sold his barrow

For half a crown.

Poem #10

Dentist and the Crocodile by Roald Dahl - Andres Martinez 4A

The crocodile, with cunning smile, sat in the dentist's chair.

He said, "Right here and everywhere my teeth require repair."

The dentist's face was turning white. He quivered, quaked and shook.

He muttered, "I suppose I'm going to have to take a look.""I want you," Crocodile declared, "to do the back ones first.

The molars at the very back are easily the worst."

He opened wide his massive jaws. It was a fearsome sight––

At least three hundred pointed teeth, all sharp and shining white.

The dentist kept himself well clear. He stood two yards away.

He chose the longest probe he had to search out the decay.

"I said to do the back ones first!" the Crocodile called out.

"You're much too far away, dear sir, to see what you're about.

To do the back ones properly you've got to put your head

Deep down inside my great big mouth," the grinning Crocky said.

The poor old dentist wrung his hands and, weeping in despair,

He cried, "No no! I see them all extremely well from here!"

Just then, in burst a lady, in her hands a golden chain.

She cried, "Oh Croc, you naughty boy, you're playing tricks again!"

"Watch out!" the dentist shrieked and started climbing up the wall.

"He's after me! He's after you! He's going to eat us all!"

"Don't be a twit," the lady said, and flashed a gorgeous smile.

"He's harmless. He's my little pet, my lovely crocodile.

Poem #11

The Tyger

William Blake, - Santiago Mendez 4A

Tyger! Tyger! burning bright

In the forests of the night,

What immortal hand or eye

Could frame thy fearful symmetry?

In what distant deeps or skies

Burnt the fire of thine eyes?

On what wings dare he aspire?

What the hand, dare sieze the fire?

And what shoulder, & what art,

Could twist the sinews of thy heart?

And when thy heart began to beat,

What dread hand? & what dread feet?

What the hammer? what the chain?

In what furnace was thy brain?

What the anvil? what dread grasp

Dare its deadly terrors clasp?

When the stars threw down their spears,

And water’d heaven with their tears,

Did he smile his work to see?

Did he who made the Lamb make thee?

Tyger! Tyger! burning bright

In the forests of the night,

What immortal hand or eye

Dare frame thy fearful symmetry?

Poem #12 By Gabriela Mendez Gonzales 4A

Poem # 13 By Luisa Maria Restrepo 4A

Poem #14 

SHADOWS by Carlos Felipe Saldarriaga 4A

My body discharged upon the land.

Mean-while, I listened to the wind

from the sierra´s as it mischievously

passed through my pasture.

 It was like a breeze that in

The hands of the sun,

Croshed mirrors!

 In the obscure plane of the

Jubilant reflections of my shadow,-

Exploded the colors of smiles.

 And it was at that instant, that in

My eyes: “planets of solitaire”

I watched the wind,

-Dragging from the earth the wears,

and Dressing with my shadow the

Firmament!

Poem #15 by Esteban Salomon 4A

Spring

In the morning
Of the Monty of mayor
Nightingale a single
The field Is happy


In the morning
Noe cool they are
covers the Nightingale
The Grove

Laugh sourcer
Trowing pearls
To the little flowers
That are clóser

Dress the planta
Of several silla
To take colores
Little cuesta

The fields cheer
Several rugs
Nightingale sing
the field Is happy

Poem #16 By Jose Manuel Solano 4A

Silence in the park

Sitting in the park in the city

Tall green trees all around me

Sunlight filtering through every branch

Thus I will do my best to be quite witty

The silence in the park calms my spirit

People walking slowly so peacefully

Many of them sitting down reading a book

Some come and go riding a bicycle so happily

Not far from me

The sound of water in the brook

A child playing with a swing

Another sitting down playing in the sand

Who knows what tomorrow will bring,

although we live far away in another land

People are born

People die

All of us strive to be happy

Others think life can be rather crappy

In the end, one day we all will fly

Sitting in the park,

on an autumn pleasant day

Watching people walking by

So many things we want to say

How many times we will have to cry

Poem #17 By Sergio Andres Torres 4A

I took my doggy for a walk.

I took my doggy for a walk.

I thought it would be fun.

The moment that we got outside

he took off at a run.

I gripped the handle of his leash.

It instantly pulled tight.

My dog was strong. He ran so fast

I practically took flight.

He pulled me through the neighborhood.

(My doggy likes to roam.)

I bumped and bounced and banged around

until he ran back home.

So now I’m bruised and battered

like a ratty, tattered rag.

I took my doggy for a walk.

He took me for a drag.

Poem #18 By Benjamin Villegas 4A

Acróstico de Lewis Carroll en ‘Alicia’

Long has paled that sunny sky:
Echoes fade and memories die.
Autumn frosts have slain July.

Still she haunts me, phantomwise,
Alice moving under skies
Never seen by waking eyes.

Children yet, the tale to hear,
Eager eye and willing ear,
Lovingly shall nestle near.

In a Wonderland they lie,
Dreaming as the days go by,
Dreaming as the summers die:

Ever drifting down the stream—
Lingering in the golden gleam—
Life, what is it but a dream?

Poem #19 By Gabriela Palacios 4A

SPIRITS OF THE DEAD

Thy soul shall find itself alone

'Mid dark thoughts of the grey tomb-stone

Not one, of all the crowd, to pry

Into thine hour of secrecy

Be silent in that solitude

Which is not loneliness - for then

The spirits of the dead who stood

In life before thee are again

In death around thee - and their will

Shall then overshadow thee: be still

For the night - tho' clear - shall frown

And the stars shall look not down

From their high thrones in the Heaven

With light like Hope to mortals given

But their red orbs, without beam

To thy weariness shall seem

As a burning and a fever

Which would cling to thee for ever

Now are thoughts thou shalt not banish - 

Now are visions ne'er to vanish - 

From thy spirit shall they pass 

No more - like dew-drop from the grass

The breeze - the breath of God - is still - 

And the mist upon the hill 

Shadowy - shadowy - yet unbroken, 

Is a symbol and a token - 

How it hangs upon the trees, 

A mystery of mysteries! 

Poem #20 By Teacher Paola

What I Love About You - Nidhi Kaul

The sparkle in your eye,

The warmth of your skin,

Your breath on my neck

That shakes me within.

The touch of your hand,

The smell of your hair,

The naughtiness in your smile,

That strength in your stare.

Your kiss on my lips,

Your body near mine,

The stroke of your touch,

Makes everything feel fine.

The compassion in your touch,

The power in your face,

The beating of your heart,

That we may never end our embrace.

The beauty of your kiss,

And that magic in your touch.

It is for all these reasons and more

Why I love you so much...

Poem #21 By Teacher Paola

The Meaning Of Love - Krina Shah

To love is to share life together, to build special plans just for two, to work side by side, and then smile with pride, as one by one, dreams all come true. To love is to help and encourage with smiles and sincere words of praise, to take time to share, to listen and care in tender, affectionate ways. To love is to have someone special, one on whom you can always depend to be there through the years, sharing laughter and tears, as a partner, a lover, a friend. To love is to make special memories of moments you love to recall, of all the good things that sharing life brings. Love is the greatest of all. I've learned the full meaning of sharing and caring and having my dreams all come true; I've learned the full meaning of being in love by being and loving with you.

Poem #22 By Teacher Paola

If You Forget Me - Pablo Neruda

I want you to know one thing. You know how this is: if I look at the crystal moon, at the red branch of the slow autumn at my window, if I touch near the fire the impalpable ash or the wrinkled body of the log, everything carries me to you, as if everything that exists, aromas, light, metals, were little boats that sail toward those isles of yours that wait for me. Well, now, if little by little you stop loving me I shall stop loving you little by little. If suddenly you forget me do not look for me, for I shall already have forgotten you. If you think it long and mad, the wind of banners that passes through my life, and you decide to leave me at the shore of the heart where I have roots, remember that on that day, at that hour, I shall lift my arms and my roots will set off to seek another land. But if each day, each hour, you feel that you are destined for me with implacable sweetness, if each day a flower climbs up to your lips to seek me, ah my love, ah my own, in me all that fire is repeated, in me nothing is extinguished or forgotten, my love feeds on your love, beloved, and as long as you live it will be in your arms without leaving mine.

Poem #23 By Teacher Paola

Silence Is Golden - Shelagh Bullman They say silence is Golden, I believe it is true, Because in that Golden silence, my thoughts occur of you. You are the flame in my candle that lights the darkness of my room, You are the scented flowers that makes my heart full bloom. You are the butterflies that flicker in my stomach all day long, When I know I will be holding you before my day is done. You are the stars that shimmer and shine, You light up the skies above In this Golden silence it's truly you I love. You are the thunder of the night, your lightning strikes whenever, Into my soul that makes me whole, and excites my heart forever. You are my paradise, my oceans wide, My mountains standing tall, So in this Golden Silence I love you most of all.

Poem #24 By Teacher Paola

And Now It's Spring - Lhtheaker The grass is green across the hill, But yellow blooms the daffodil. It's sunshine on a little stalk, A friendly flower, I bet they talk... Of little kids, too long inside They burst outdoors to play and hide. Tracking mud and bringing bugs. Look, there's footprints on the rug! Tiny whirlwinds, these little tykes, They skin their knees while riding bikes. They rip and roar, they're running wild! What fun it is to be a child. It grows warmer every day. Shoo the children out to play! Pick the flowers, play in mud. Too much rain, here comes a flood! My snowy, winter days are gone. I mourn them, but I hear a song Of birds in trees; wind chimes ring. I guess it might as well be spring!

POEMS FOR STUDENTS FROM 4A

Poem #1 By Maria Camila Aguirre 4B

I Like You When

You Shut Up - Pablo Neruda

I like you when you shut up because you're absent,

and you hear me from afar, and my voice does not touch you.

It seems that your eyes would have blown you

and it seems that a kiss closed your mouth.

 

As all things are filled with my soul

you emerge from things, full of my soul.

Butterfly of dream, you look like my soul,

and you look like the word melancholy.

I like you when you shut up and you're as distant.

And you're like complaining, butterfly in cooing.

And you hear me from afar, and my voice does not reach you:

Allow me to hush myself with your silence.

Let me also talk to you with your silence

clear as a lamp, simple as a ring.

You are like the night, silent and constellated.

Your silence is from the stars, so far and simple.

I like you when you shut up because you're absent.

Distant and painful as if you had died.

A word then, a smile is enough.

And I'm happy, glad that it's not true.

Poem # 2 By Iriana Arias Valdes 4B

The Christmas Story - Leanne Guenther

Once upon a time,

A long, long time ago.

Begins the story of a baby,

That most of you should know.

His daddy's name was Joseph,

And Mary was His mom,

This babe was very special

He was God's only Son.

Some angels came from heaven,

And they began to sing.

To the shepherds in the fields below,

"Glad tidings do we bring!"

A bright star lit the heavens,

To light the magi's way,

To the baby in the manger

Who was born on Christmas day.

And all who gathered round Him,

Rejoiced and praised His birth.

For the babe, the King, named Jesus,

Is our Saviour here on earth!

Poem #3 By Alejandro Artunduaga Acevedo 4B

When I Arrived From The School - Jairo Anibal Niño

When I arrived from the school,

removed my shoes,

I left my backpack on the floor

where I carry my supplies and books,

I sat on the old couch

that I like a lot, I called my cat to pet him,

I didn't want to have a lunch or talk with anyone,

and I held her gaze to the portrait of Zico

I have glued on the wall.

Beyond the window passed a color fast

I could only see a piece of a bird or a butterfly

I took of the shirt pocket a sheet of notebook

where she had written her name.

She is brunette, whit braids,  her name is Alejandra, she’s a cute laugh,

and she has nine years as me.

Studies in third A,

and to remember it, I felt an electric shock inside of me

as if it started me hurt the stomach and the heart.

Poem #4 By Santiago Buritica 4B
I Met a Lonely Octopus

I met a lonely octopus

while sitting on a docktopus
and he began to talktopus
and this is what he said:

“Hello, my name is Jacquestopus.

I’d like to take a walktopus
perhaps around the blocktopus
or to the park instead.”

I didn’t mean to gawktopus,
but I was in such shocktopus
to meet a talking octopus,
I must have lost my head.

It seems I socked poor Jacquestopus
and knocked him off the docktopus,
and so that talking octopus
got fairly scared, and fled.

 

I hope someday that Jacquestopus

forgives me for the socktopus
and comes back to the docktopus
where he can meet my croctopus
who says his name is Fred.

 Poem #5 By Sofia Canizales 4B

Poem #6 By Mariana Cardona 4B

The Fisherman - Abbie Farwell Brown

The fisherman goes out at dawn
When every one's abed,
And from the bottom of the sea
Draws up his daily bread.
His life is strange ; half on the shore
And half upon the sea -
Not quite a fish, and yet not quite
The same as you and me.
The fisherman has curious eyes ;
They make you feel so queer,
As if they had seen many things
Of wonder and of fear.
They're like the sea on foggy days, -
Not gray, nor yet quite blue ;
They 're like the wondrous tales he tells
Not quite - yet maybe - true.

He knows so much of boats and tides,
Of winds and clouds and sky !
But when I tell of city things,
He sniffs and shuts one eye !

Poem #7 By Paula Alejandra Gutierrez 4B

'We Were All To Be Queens'' - Gabriela Mistral

We were all to be queens 

of four kingdoms on the sea:
Efigenia with Soledad,
and Lucila with Rosalie.
In the Valley of Elqui, encircled
by a hundred mountains or more
that blaze red like burnished offerings
or tributes of saffron ore,
We said it, enraptured,
and believed it perfectly,
that we would all be queens
and would one day reach the sea.
With our braids of seven-year-olds
and bright aprons of percale,
chasing flights of thrushes
among the shadows of vine and grape.
And our four kingdoms, we said,
so vast and great would be,
that as certain as the Koran
they would all reach the sea.

Poem #8 By Juan Manuel Lopez 4B

A Farewell - Alfred Lord Tennyson

Flow down, cold rivulet, to the sea,

Thy tribute wave deliver:

No more by thee my steps shall be,

For ever and for ever.

Flow, softly flow, by lawn and lea,

A rivulet then a river:

Nowhere by thee my steps shall be

For ever and for ever.

But here will sigh thine alder tree

And here thine aspen shiver;

And here by thee will hum the bee,

For ever and for ever.

A thousand suns will stream on thee,

A thousand moons will quiver;

But not by thee my steps shall be,

For ever and for ever.

Poem #9 By Valentina Martinez 4B

Life Is Fine - Langston Hughes

 

I went down to the river,

I set down on the bank.
I tried to think but couldn't,
So I jumped in and sank.
I came up once and hollered!
I came up twice and cried!
If that water hadn't a-been so cold
I might've sunk and died.

But it was

Cold in that water!

It was cold!

I took the elevator
Sixteen floors above the ground.
I thought about my baby
And thought I would jump down.
I stood there and I hollered!
I stood there and I cried!
If it hadn't a-been so high
I might've jumped and died.

Poem #10 By Mariana Mendez 4B

The ocean has lost

her baby teeth

they're shells

upon the shore.

And every day

she grows new teeth.

Each night

she loses more.

She spreads

her teeth

upon the beach

I gather up a pile.

I bring them home

so I can keep

a piece

of ocean smile.

Poem #11 By Alejandro Merchan Sua 4B

One Art - Elizabeth Bishop

The art of losing isn't hard to master;
so many things seem filled with the intent
to be lost that their loss is no disaster,

Lose something every day. Accept the fluster
of lost door keys, the hour badly spent.
The art of losing isn't hard to master.

Then practice losing farther, losing faster:
places, and names, and where it was you meant
to travel. None of these will bring disaster.

I lost my mother's watch. And look! my last, or
next-to-last, of three loved houses went.
The art of losing isn't hard to master. 

Poem #12 By Laura Valentina Muñoz 4B

A BUSY DAY

Pop in
pop out
pop over the road
pop out for a walk
pop down to the shop
can’t stop
got to pop

got to pop?

pop where?
pop what?

well

I’ve got to
pop round
pop up
pop in to town
pop out and see
pop in for tea
pop down to the shop
can’t stop
got to pop

got to pop?

pop where?
pop what?

well

I’ve got to
pop in
pop out
pop over the road
pop out for a walk
pop in for a talk…

Poem #13 By Salome Ortiz 4B

Poem #14 By Isabella Ramirez Tabares 4B

The Fly And The Mosquito - Gloria Fuertes

I'm a fly,

I want to get married

with a mosquito

I know how to fly.

- I'm a mosquito,

I want to get married

with a fly

that knows how to dance.

- I'm a fly

who knows how to dance,

and the violin

I also know how to play.

 

- Ti-ri-ri-rí,

ti-ri-ri-rá;

with my little legs

I carry the compass.

- I'm a mosquito,

ti-ti-ri-rí;

to nobody,

and I live happy

Poem #15 By Camila Rendón Alarcón 4B

Our Mother Is the Sweetest - Nicholas Gordon

Our mother is the sweetest and

Most delicate of all.
She knows more of paradise
Than angels can recall.

She's not only beautiful
But passionately young,
Playful as a kid, yet wise
As one who has lived long.

Her love is like the rush of life,
A bubbling, laughing spring
That runs through all like liquid light
And makes the mountains sing.

And makes the meadows turn to flower
And trees to choicest fruit.
She is at once the field and bower
In which our hearts take root.

She is at once the sea and shore,
Our freedom and our past.
With her we launch our daring ships
Yet keep the things that last.

Poem #16 By Sofia Rendón Alarcón 4B

KISS - Ricardo Bermúdez

White bells with pendulums of anise,

Harmonies of glass where my lips become puppets,
And take me to a gentle river of warm current,
Where I dream with seeing your gaze.

But I refuse to open my eyes again,
Because of the infinite world called kiss,
Where a meager second has a life of happiness,
And the only language is the rose with your skin.

Let me find the rhythm that lies between your ribs,
But it feels as I touch your hands,
And expands with every breath,
Leading me back to your mouth.

So no matter how much I separate my eyelids,
I will return to the place in the middle of your smile,
But not before admiring your face,
And thus have a reason to return.

Poem #17 By Miguel Angel Rojas 4B

Poem #18 By Juan Sebastian Sandoval 4B

Poem #19 Samuel Sarmiento 4B

Sea Violet

The white violet

is scented on its stalk,

the sea-violet

fragile as agate,

lies fronting all the wind

among the torn shells

on the sand-bank.

The greater blue violets

flutter on the hill,

but who would change for these

who would change for these

one root of the white sort?

 A lovely color that will never change

From my mind for the first time I saw it

That was like the sun rising in front of my face

Brightening the whole room

Whit its lovely bright

 Violet

your grasp is frail

on the edge of the sand-hill,

but you catch the light—

frost, a star edges with its fire.

Poem #20 By Teacher Paola

When Do I Think Of You? - Sherry Hilderbrand I think of you in the morning before the sun rises, when in the still of the darkness my heart feels your presence. Your love, your tenderness, your slow rhythmic breathing as you sleep, and I am at peace. I think of you when the first rays of sunlight spill like a waterfall between the blinds and settle in my eyes. I reach my hand, my foot, any body part will do, to touch you and breathe you in. It feeds my heart, my soul, my spirit, and I am at peace. I think of you at noon when the sun is at its highest, when the heat warms my skin and causes my eyes to close with sheer pleasure. Thoughts of you surround me, envelop me, overpower me. Images of you swirl around like a funnel cloud, sucking into its grasp all that it touches, and I am at peace. I think of you when the sun is setting and its final rays of light begin to fade. I can hear your voice, deep, soft, and slow in my head-- words of beauty, joy, friendship, and everlasting love. My heart begins to sing a love song so sweet and so gentle. I cannot wait to share my day with you and yours with me. And I am at peace. I think of you when the sun has set and the stillness of the moon is displaying one of its many wondrous phases. Thoughts of your smile, your laugh, and your eyes create a feeling that is impossible to express with just words. The need to touch you, to feel you, to drink you in is almost too much to hold inside. Anticipation of you is the greatest gift. I am at peace.

Poem #21 By Teacher Paola

Have A Good Day - Lenora McWhorter
May your blessings be many and your troubles be few. And may you feel God's presence in all you say and do. May your family surround you and give you reasons to smile. May your friends and loved ones go with you an extra mile. May you know joy and gladness and have a life of peace. And may your load grow lighter and all your cares decrease. May your sleep be ever so sweet as you retire each night. And when you wake each morning, may your burdens feel light. May mercy and grace follow you every minute of every day. And may you feel the love of God As you go on your way!

Poem #22 By Laura Sofia Osorio - 4B

Mother's Love

When you have a gray day I will give you a yellow brush to color it.

When you feel a broken heart, I will always have bandages to cure it.

When you need to be silent I will sit next to you in silence.

When your sky is cloudy I will fill it with many rays of the sun.

When the mountains are very steep I will be behind you pushing up so you can get there.

When you can not stop crying I will always have my shoulder and an extra handkerchief so you can dry your tears.

When you need me, shout very hard, help me and I will be there.

When you are alone without my presence, close your eyes and I will be taking care of you because you will be far from me but not from my thoughts.

You will always be my past, my present and my future.

in your nights of silence, I will watch over your dream and I will hold your hand today tomorrow and always ...

I lived in my world wanting alone with my ego and not knowing that a little person would arrive who would change everything for the better.

love is just a word until someone comes to make sense of your life

Poem #23 By Teacher Paola

If Only She Knew - Kiara Wilson She has her own special way Of turning around my terrible day. She makes all the bad things go away The second that she says hey. And when I look into her eyes, I see pure beauty with no disguise. Just a glance at her makes my heartbeat rise. I know for a fact that these feelings aren't lies. If only she knew How much my love for her grew Maybe, just maybe we could start something new And then I'd never feel blue. And if beauty were inches, she'd go on for miles. I'd better catch her before I go out of style. I'm going to let my heart be my dial So I can tell her what I've been feeling for awhile.

Poem #24 By Teacher Paola

True Friendship - Alora M. Knight

It isn't the years, It isn't the tears That makes life worthwhile. It's the memories that grew And the people you knew That will bring back a smile. Mistakes that were made, Plans often mislaid Are a part of the past. What you've kept in your mind Is where you will find What you wished to hold fast. Some things in life May be had without strife. It can happen that way. Still, a friendship is earned, And where love is concerned, I'm willed to say. When life draws to a close, Let me be one of those To cry, "Life has been great!" It's the friends that were made, Those who lived unafraid. That is proof of the world we create.

ESTRATEGIA DE APOYO PEDAGÓGICO TERCER PERIODO

Watch the following videos related with all the topics seen during the third term. Then you can develop the worksheets to practice the exercises and the vocabulary.

PASSIVE AND ACTIVE VOICE

HISTORY OF THE UNITED STATES

North American History

The history of the United States of America is brief when compared to many other countries. However, the country’s history is filled with important events, including:

• The discovery by Christopher Columbus
• The arrival of the Mayflower Pilgrims
• The American Revolutionary War
• The War of 1812
• The Civil War
• The abolition of slavery

When Christopher Columbus first arrived in the area currently known as North America in 1492, humans had inhabited the land for as many as 30,000 years. A land bridge, Beringia, once connected Syria to what is now known as Alaska, likely allowing humans to cross, settle, and eventually become Native Americans.

Following Columbus’s discovery, Europeans began to establish settlements in the area. Explorers from Spain, France, the Netherlands, and other countries came to see what the land had to offer. England, however, was the first country to send citizens to live there, establishing the first colony at Jamestown in 1607.

More colonies were soon established, particularly following the arrival of the Mayflower pilgrims, who established Plymouth Colony in 1620. This group consisted mainly of Puritans seeking the freedom to practice their religion without interference from the British king, while other members of the colony sought the wide-open space that was available.

In 1630, Puritans formed the much larger Massachusetts Bay Colony; by 1733, the thirteen original colonies had been established. Each colony was governed differently and was ruled by a governor who was chosen in England. England provided military forces to help the colonies fight off invasions by Spanish, French, and other forces. Meanwhile, the colonies paid heavy taxes to England.

The colonists soon decided these taxes were too high and began to desire complete independence from England. The people began to protest and boycott British trade, highlighted by events like the Boston Tea Party in 1773, when citizens of Massachusetts destroyed tea from three British ships. This act and others like it helped the colonists to stand together and fight for their freedom.

The American Revolutionary War began in 1775, with the colonies officially declaring their independence in 1776 as the United States of America. The war ended in 1783 when British troops finally retreated to England, leaving the United States as a free country. The United States Constitution was then adopted in 1787.

In 1789 George Washington became the country’s first president after serving as Commander-in-Chief during the war. Washington immediately helped to unite the country by assuming each state’s debts, creating the Bank of the United States, and imposing a system of taxes to secure income.

The nation quickly began to expand west by acquiring new territories and states, and the Bill of Rights was instituted in 1791. This introduced the first ten amendments to the Constitution and gave citizens freedom of speech among other rights.

Two political parties were formed: the Federalist Party and the Republican Party. In 1796 citizens elected John Adams (a Federalist) over Thomas Jefferson (a Republican) to follow Washington as the next president.

Although slavery had been common before the Revolutionary War, the northern states began to abolish slavery near the end of the 18th century. As a result, slavery increased in the south and a national divide began to form.

Americans battled Britain again in the War of 1812 and were once again successful, thanks to the leadership of Andrew Jackson at the Battle of New Orleans in 1815. Peace with England was restored, and the U.S. Congress soon passed the Indian Removal Act, which forced Native American tribes further west following their support of British troops in the war.

As slavery continued in the South, tensions rose in the 1840s. The nation was unable to reach a compromise by the time Abraham Lincoln was elected president in 1860. As Lincoln vowed to enforce civil rights, Southern states began to secede from the union. The two sides finally went to war in 1861.

The American Civil War lasted until 1865, with more than 600,000 Americans killed during the four-year event. However, due to the North’s victory, slavery was officially abolished and the nation eventually returned to peace.

America entered the 20th Century as one of the most progressive and advanced nations in the world, producing artists, scientists, military officials, and many others who were leaders within their fields. While the country participated in two World Wars and suffered through the Great Depression in the first half of the century, the freedoms offered in the United States continued to lure immigrants from all over the world. Even today, families travel to America with hopes of establishing a better life and a better future, supported by the idea of freedom.

 Useful Websites

American History for Kids - www.americanhistoryforkids.com

BILLS AND COINS

SOLAR SYSTEM

Planets of Our Solar System

The planet we live on is called Earth. Earth goes around a star called the Sun, and as such classifies as a planet.

The Sun and everything that circles it form together a system called the solar system (solar = of the sun). In our solar system, there are additional seven planets, and dwarf planets (planetary objects which do not qualify as planets).

Each of these planets takes a different amount of time to travel around the Sun. For the Earth, this journey is 365.25 days long, but for a faraway planet like Neptune, it takes 165 years. There are smaller objects which do not circle the Sun, but around these planets. They are called satellites, or moons, just like Earth's only natural satellite.

Mercury

The planet closest to the Sun is named after Mercurius, a Roman god. Being a messenger god, Mercurius moves around quickly, so his name was a good fit for this planet because it travels the shortest amount of time around the Sun.

Because it is so close to the Sun, Mercury is a really hot planet. During the day, the temperature can go up to 840 °F (450 °C). However, at night, the planet cools down quickly, and the temperature drops to – 290 °F (-180°C).

Mercury has a huge iron core, and a very thin atmosphere (a mixture of gases around a planet). It can sometimes be seen from Earth.

Venus

Venus is the Roman goddess of love. The second planet in our solar system was considered to be the brightest object in the sky and one of the most beautiful sights, and this is why this goddess was chosen for its name.

This is a rocky planet with very thick clouds which prevent us from seeing its surface. Certain radars have detected multiple volcanoes on Venus. One such volcano is Maat Mons. This 5.6 mile (9km)-tall volcano is constantly surrounded by lava, hot liquid rock, due to its regular activity. Venus can sometimes be even warmer than Mercury.

Earth

Our planet Earth is the only planet which was not named after a god or a goddess. In Latin, our planet is known as Terra, meaning "the ground". Terra is also the name of the Roman goddess of the earth. Gaia, deriving from the Greek Ge, meaning "land", is the Greek goddess of the earth.

Instead of Terra or Gaia, the modern term "Earth" was preferred. It developed from an Old English noun eorðe, which also means "the ground".

Unlike all other planets in our solar system, Earth is the only one which has the right conditions for life. There are oxygen and water, and the temperature is warm enough, thanks to which millions of species live on our planet.

Mars

Mars is known as the Red Planet. What makes it so bright red is rust, a reddish-brown substance that forms on iron, is in its soil. However, when it came to naming the planet, people associated the red color with blood and war, which is why borrowed its name from the Roman god of war.

Water on Mars has been frozen into rocks, so there is a suspicion there could be primitive life forms on this planet. We also know that strong winds, which cover the entire planet in dust, frequently occur on Mars.

 Jupiter

Jupiter is the largest planet in our solar system. It is 11 times wider than Earth. For this reason, both the Greeks and the Romans named it after their supreme gods. In Greek, this planet was known as Zeus, while the Romans called it Jupiter.

This planet has many moons. Four largest ones were discovered by Galileo Galilei, an Italian astronomer, in 1610. The smallest of them, called Europa, is covered in ice, so scientists believe this satellite may support some life forms.

Saturn

In Roman mythology, Saturn is a version of the Greek God Cronos, Zeus' father and god of agriculture. This planet has a large number of satellites (53 of them).

Most of them were named after Titans, brothers and sisters of Saturn in Greek mythology. The largest moon, called Titan is even bigger than Mercury.

This planet is recognizable by its system of seven shining rings which circle the equator, the line which is half-distance between two poles. They look solid, but in fact they are scattered pieces of rock and ice.

Uranus

The sixth planet, Uranus, was discovered in 1781 by a British astronomer Willian Herschel. Upon this event, Uranus became the first planet to be discovered with a telescope, a device which makes faraway objects look closer and larger.

Herschel wanted to name the planet after King George III, who was then the ruling monarch of the British Empire. Nevertheless, in the same year, the planet was named Uranus, after the Greek god of the sky, and the father of Saturn. Uranus has 27 moons.

Neptune

Johann Gale, a German astronomer, was the first to observe the eighth planet in 1846. The international astronomical community decided to give this planet a Roman name after the god of the sea. At that time, it was believed that Neptune was the furthest planet in the solar system, watching over the "sea" that we called the space.

Out of all the planets in our solar system, Neptune has the most powerful 

ESTRATEGIA DE APOYO PEDAGÓGICO SEGUNDO PERIODO

Watch the following videos related with all the topics seen during the second term. Then you can develop the worksheets to practice the exercises and the vocabulary.

THE WEATHER

THE OLYMPICS

FOOD AND GOOD HEALTH

THE RECIPE

PLURAL AND SINGULAR NOUNS

LAB SECOND TERM

Missing Teddy | Mr. Bean Official Cartoon

HOMOPHONES WORDS

READING SECOND TERM