📕 SPALDING: Continue practicing at home the phonograms they haven't mastered yet. Check out the Spalding resources on this website to review letter formations, spelling/Spalding rules and phonogram list.
Jobs of silent final e:
Job 1: Silent final e jumps over the consonant and makes the vowel say its name.
Job 2: English words don't end in u or v.
Job 3: c and g will say their second sound.
Job 4: Every syllable needs a vowel
rule 1: q is always followed by u, and together they say /kw/.
rule 2: c before e, i, or y says /s/
rule 4: a, e, o, and u may say their names at the end of a syllable.
rule 5: i and y may say 'long' i.
rule 6: y, not i, is used at the end of an English word
rule 8:/er/ can be found in "Her first nurse works early".
rule 9: 1-1-1 rule: One syllable words with one-vowel followed by one consonant need to double its last consonant before adding an ending beginning with a vowel.
rule 11:Words ending with a silent final e are written without the e when adding a vowel ending.
rule 13: sh is used at the beginning of a base word or the end of a syllable.
rule 17: Double f, l, and s when following a single vowel.
rule 18: "ay" is used to say a at the end of a base word
rule 19: i and o will say their name if followed by two consonants
rule 20: s never follows x.
rule 25: ck may be used only after a single vowel that says its short sound.
sick
block
rock, back, neck
rule 26: Capitalize proper nouns.
rule 27: Words beginning with the sound /z/ are always spelled with z never s. (zoo)
rule 28: ed has three sounds and is added to form the past tense of regular verbs.
rule 29: divide words between double consonants
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📕 SAYINGS:
- Never leave 'til tomorrow what you can do today.
- An apple a day keeps the doctor away.
- Do unto others what you would have them do unto you.
- It could always be worse.
- Let the cat out of the bag.
- If at first you don't succeed, try, try again.
📕POETRY:
Washington
by Nancy Byrd Turner
He played by the river when he was young.
He raced with rabbits along the hills,
He fished for minnows, and climbed and swung,
And hooted back at the whippoorwills.
Strong and slender and tall he grew -
And then, one morning, the bugles blew.
Over the hills the summons came,
Over the river's shining rim.
He said that the bugles called his name,
He knew that his country needed him,
And he answered, "Coming!" and marched away
For many a night and many a day.
Perhaps when the marches were hot and long
He'd think of the river flowing by
Or, camping under the winter sky,
Would hear the whippoorwill's far-off song.
Boy or soldier, in peace or strife,
He loved America all his life!
My Shadow
by Robert Louis Stevenson
I have a little shadow that goes in and out with me,
And what can be the use of him is more than I can see.
He is very, very like me from the heels up to the head;
And I see him jump before me, when I jump into my bed.
The funniest thing about him is the way he likes to grow—
Not at all like proper children, which is always very slow;
For he sometimes shoots up taller like an India-rubber ball,
And he sometimes gets so little that there's none of him at all.
He hasn't got a notion of how children ought to play,
And can only make a fool of me in every sort of way.
He stays so close beside me, he's a coward you can see;
I'd think shame to stick to nursie as that shadow sticks to me!
One morning, very early, before the sun was up,
I rose and found the shining dew on every buttercup;
But my lazy little shadow, like an arrant sleepy-head,
Had stayed at home behind me and was fast asleep in bed.
There Once Was a Puffin
by Florence Page Jacques
Oh, there once was a Puffin
Just the shape of a muffin,
And he lived on an island
In the bright blue sea!
He ate little fishes,
That were most delicious,
And he had them for supper
And he had them for tea.
But this poor little Puffin,
He couldn’t play nothin’,
For he hadn’t anybody
To play with at all.
So he sat on his island,
And he cried for awhile,
and He felt very lonely,
And he felt very small.
Then along came the fishes,
And they said, “If you wishes,
You can have us for playmates,
Instead of for tea!”
So they now play together,
In all sorts of weather,
And the Puffin eats pancakes,
Like you and like me.
The Swing
by Robert Louis Stevenson
How do you like to go up in a swing,
Up in the air so blue?
Oh, I do think it the pleasantest thing,
Ever a child can do!
Up in the air and over the wall,
Till I can see so wide,
Rivers and trees and cattle and all,
Over the countryside –
Till I look down on the garden green,
Down on the roof so brown –
Up in the air I go flying again,
Up in the air and down!