Wednesday, September 9, 2015

Spring 2015 - Circle Time/Morning Basket

SPRING Circle Time/Morning Basket
This is what I do to start Morning Circle Time with our children:
Stock a large basket with everything needed for the day’s circle-time activities. To signal little ones to join you in the circle-time area, grab your basket and sing the following song.

Gathering Verse:
(sung to the tune of “A Tisket, a Tasket”)
A tisket, a tasket,
Mummy has her basket.
It’s time for all my little ones
To join me on the carpet.

Prayer:
God be in my head, and in my understanding.
God be in my eyes, and in my looking.
God be in my mouth, and in my speaking.
God be in my heart, and in my thinking.
God be at my end, and at my departing.

Candle Lighting Verse:
Trying this for candle lighting  using the first and last with the two lines for each month and of course I have changed the  months to reflect our Southern Hemiphere seasons J
The Crowning of the Year Poem by Juliet Compton-Burnett

The months weave a garland to crown the year,
Its jewels are the leaves and the flower
The golden sun and twinkling stars
The wind and the snow and the showers
Colour and beauty from far and near
Weaving a garland to crown the year

July brings the snow
But hark, the root begin to grow

August brings flowers of light
Petals three of snowdrops white

September’s blossoms- purple, gold
Six petals to the sun unfold

October’s here, gold trumpets sound
And star of white bedeck the ground

November is the month of pink and white
Apple, may, and Parsley light

December brings flowers of rainbow hue
Crimson, gold and heavenly blue

Flowers gay we still may see
Though dark the green on January’s tree

Yellow turn the field of grain
In February sun and February rain

March’s fruit grow good to see
On pear and plum and apple tree

April’s leaves come fluttering down
In shades of gold and red and brown

May’s gift is rich and rare
The beauty of the branches bare

June’s joy in each heart glows
For then we trim the beautiful rose (variation here for SH)

Colour and beauty from far and near
Weaving a garland to crown the year

Opening Verse:
We are truthful and helpful, And loving in trust.
For our heart's inner sun, Glows brightly in us.
We will open our hearts, To the sunbeams so bright,
And we'll fill all the world, With our heart's inner light.

Seasonal Verse:
In the Springtime by Clifford Monks
In the springtime bunny rabbits go hop hop
In the sunshine little birdies go chirp chirp
Daisies nod to daffodils
Little children run up hills
and fall down in the springtime

Little Brown Seeds-
Little brown seeds so small and round,
Are sleeping quietly under ground.
Down come the raindrops
sprinkle, sprinkle, sprinkle.
Out comes the rainbow,
twinkle, twinkle, twinkle.
Little brown seeds way down below,
Up through the earth they grow, grow, grow.
Little green leaves come one by one.
They hold up their heads and look at the sun.

Wee garden plot-
This is my wee garden plot.
I'll rake it with care and it will grow a lot!
Peas and carrots and salad from seeds.
I'll plant and water and pull out the weeds.
The sun will shine and bathe my garden in light,
all the plants will be happy and taste just right.
Here, try some, have a bite!

Wake little leaves-
Wake, little leaves,
For the Springtime is calling you;
Soft blow the breezes
And warm is the sun;
Wake, little leaves,
For the Springtime has come at last;
Wake, little leaves,
For the Springtime has come!

Seasonal Songs:
Little Maiden-
I am coming, little maiden,
With the pleasant sunshine laden;
With the honey for the bee,
With the blossom for the tree,
With the flower and with the leaf;
Till I come the time is brief.

I am coming, I am coming,
Hark! The little bee is humming;
See, the lark is soaring high
In the bright and sunny sky;
And the gnats are on the wing;
Little maiden, now is spring.

Little Bird-
I can see a mama bird flying to her nest
Feeding all her little ones then they take a rest
She spreads her wings to keep them warm,
And to guard them from all harm
Wings to shelter from the sun
Even the wriggly littlest one!
Wings to dry them from the rain
Yes, little birds. it's Spring again

Spring is Coming-
Spring is coming, Spring is coming,
Birdies build your nests.
Weave together twig and feather,
Each on doing their best.

Spring is coming, Spring is coming,
Flowers are waking too,
Daisies, lilies, daffodillies,
Now are coming through.

Spring is coming, Spring is coming,
All around is fair,
Shimmer, glimmer on the meadow,
Joy is everywhere.


Action Verses/Songs:
A house for Robin-
This is a house for a robin
(make a nest with hands)
This is a hive for a bee
(two fists together to make a hive)
This is a hole for a bunny
(thumbs and pointers on both hands to make hole)
And this is a house for me!
(Arms and hands form roof overhead)

Here is a Bunny-
Here is a bunny with ears so funny (hold one hand face up and with other hand have fingers hop up and down)
Here is his hole in the ground (join thumb and index finger to make O)
At the first sound he hears
He pricks up his ears (hold up index finger and middle finger to make V)
And jumps to his hole in the ground. (V jumps into O)

Little Chickadees-
(use fingers for each chick)
Five little chicadees,
Peeping at the door;
One flew away,
And then there were four.
Chickadee, Chickadee, happy and gay,
Chickadee, Chickadee, fly away!

Four little chickadees,
Sittting on a tree;
One flew away,
And then there were three.
Chickadee, Chickadee, happy and gay,
Chickadee, Chickadee, fly away!
Three little chickadees,
Looking at you;
One flew away,
And then there were two.
Chickadee, Chickadee, happy and gay,
Chickadee, Chickadee, fly away!

Two little chickadees,
Sitting in the sun;
One flew away,
And then there was one.
Chickadee, Chickadee, happy and gay,
Chickadee, Chickadee, fly away!

One little chickadee,
Left all alone;
He flew away,
And then there were none.
Chickadee, Chickadee, happy and gay,
Chickadee, Chickadee, fly away!

Hymns:
Use our home Hymn Book for selections this season

Poetry:
Spring Rain - M. T. Schunemann from Sing a Song of Seasons
Pitter patter, pitter patter, listen to the rain
Knocking on the window sill and on the window pane
Slowly creeping snail, the grass the flowers the grain
The birds up in the treetops
The frogs upon his lilly pad
Gree-dip gree-dip, gree-dip
And the children love the rain
Splashing in puddles
Splashy, splashy, wet
Splashing in the puddles
How wet can we get
All the earth loves the rain
Pitter patter, pitter patter
Listen to the rain
Pitter patter, pitter patter
Pitter patter, pitter patter
The sun comes out again

Twitter Twitter-
Now we know that winter’s done,
For a troop of swallows come,
Twitter, twitter, in the air,
Twitter, twitter, everywhere.

Oh, they are sweet pretty things!
Flying round with rapid wings,
Twitter, twitter, in the air,
Twitter, twitter, everywhere.
The swallow knows no other tune,
But always sings to May and June,

Twitter, twitter, in the air,
Twitter, twitter, everywhere.
In the barn she builds her nest,
In the corner she likes best,
Twitter, twitter, in the air,
Twitter, twitter, everywhere.

See! She took a hair just now,
From the back of Moolly cow.
Twitter, twitter, in the air,
Twitter, twitter, everywhere.

If the sheep should drop some wool,
She will give it many a pull;
Twitter, twitter, in the air,
Twitter, twitter, everywhere.

From the hen she gets a feather,
And she weaves the whole together;
Twitter, twitter, in the air,
Twitter, twitter, everywhere.

But when her little ones can fly,
They bid us all a kind good-bye;
Twitter, twitter, in the air,
Twitter, twitter, everywhere,

Swallows come with the first spring day,
And with summer they go away;
Twitter, twitter, in the air,
Twitter, twitter, everywhere.

Poor little swallows have to go;
They do not like the frost and snow;
They could not twitter in the air,
Twitter, twitter, everywhere.

But when spring comes with sun and rain,
The swallows will come back again;
Twitter, twitter, in the air,
Twitter, twitter, everywhere.

The Sun is shining-
The sun is shining brightly;
The birds begin to sing;
And everything is ready
For the coming of the Spring.

The trees’ brown buds are swelling;
They soon will burst their sheath,
In tender green excelling
Even the grass beneath.

The sky is blue, and birdies
Fly swiftly to and fro;
The farmer, in his cornfields,
Begins his seed to sow.

And then the flowers say softly,
“Wake up! We shall be late!
The cows are in the pasture,
And Baby’s at the gate.

For Baby’s rosy fingers
Do love the flowers so!
Dear Earth, you must not keep us,
For it is time to blow.”

Scripture Verse:
The Weekly 24 Family Ways Verse (repeated from Breakfast)
Daily readings from iBrievary

Catechism:
My Big Book of Catholic Bible Stories – one chapter
For Heavens Sake 
Treasure and Tradition- The Ultimate Guide to the Latin Mass (Lisa Bergman)
Stepping Stones to bigger faith for little Children

Stories/Books:
Enchanters End Game
Big-Stamp Two-Toes the Barefoot Giant (Spring Tales of Tiptoes Lightly)
Any seasonal or liturgical stories that may fit in with the day- as in the Spring Basket books or Liturgical month book lists

Closing Verse:
Our time for now has ended
And we have done our best
What we have learned will rest
Wisdom, love, and freedom will grow
And we will bless all those we know
Help us to do the things we should,
To be to others kind and good;
In all we do, in work or play,
To grow more loving every day.--

Game:
'Ticka Tacky
Nicky Nacky Nu
Dear little sultana where are you?'

Quiet Time (or bedtime)Verse:
Now the sun has gone to bed,
The stars are shining overhead.
In their nests the birds all sleep,
Into their homes the snails will creep.
Children now no more will roam,
It’s rest time now and we’re safe in our home.
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Come to bed my little lamb,
The time for play is gone,
The Sleep Night Queen beckons us to bed
So put your jammies on I can hear her gentle voice,
Come on now sleepy-head,
I've some happy dreams for you,
When you're safe in bed
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(Child’s Name) A star for you to wish on,
A sun so warm and bright,
A moon for you to sleep on,
Happy dreams, A kiss goodnight.
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The lady moon up yonder
Is like a silver boat
Upon the dark blue ocean
All silently afloat
And when the fairies waken
They climb the moonbeams white
And far across the heavens go
Sailing in the night

When I go to sleep at night
An angel watches over me
And fills me with a golden light
And takes me to the stars so bright
And blesses me each morning

Four corners to my bead
Four angels around my head
One to watch and two to pray
And one to keep all fear away
                 -Jenny Den
Blessings to you and your homes,
 

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