Wednesday, November 13, 2019
Tuesday, November 12, 2019
This was a fun one!
I wanted to do an art project based on icebergs, but I wasn't sure how to do it.
Finally, I hit in the idea of having the kids crumple and tear paper to make their iceberg, and then photocopy the crumpled paper.
The crumples gave a great ice like texture, and the photocopying provided realistic shading, including a shadow behind each berg.
Then the kids drew tiny penguins with pens. Really, you just need the idea of penguins, so these are mostly little lines.
Lastly, they used pastels and/or crayons to indicate water, sky, and even an aurora!
One cool trick is to make a gradient from lighter to darker blue to indicate water depth.
And, of course, most of the iceberg is under water!
For our snack we made snow cones by grinding ice in the blender and pouring a simple sugar syrup over it.
As you can see, Mike really liked this class!
Monday, November 11, 2019
In Flanders Fields
By John McCrae
In Flanders fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses, row on row,
That mark our place; and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below.
We are the Dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved and were loved, and now we lie,
In Flanders fields.
Take up our quarrel with the foe:
To you from failing hands we throw
The torch; be yours to hold it high.
If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies growIn Flanders fields.
HT: Poetry Foundation
Sunday, November 10, 2019
The world is charged with the grandeur of God.
It will flame out, like shining from shook foil;
It gathers to a greatness, like the ooze of oil
Crushed. Why do men then now not reck his rod?
Generations have trod, have trod, have trod;
And all is seared with trade; bleared, smeared with toil;
And wears man's smudge and shares man's smell: the soil
Is bare now, nor can foot feel, being shod.
And for all this, nature is never spent;
There lives the dearest freshness deep down things;
And though the last lights off the black West went
Oh, morning, at the brown brink eastward, springs —
Because the Holy Ghost over the bent
World broods with warm breast and with ah! bright wings.
Wednesday, November 6, 2019
Tuesday, November 5, 2019
My interest in geography actually stems from the fact that my dad traveled the world constantly when I was little.
Actually, he only stopped traveling after Mxyl was born, but when I was little, he brought me things from each of the countries he went to. Often it was dolls, and I still have my collection, somewhat worse for the fact that I loved playing with all the dolls.
Well, most of the dolls. The dolls from Indonesia were these terrifying puppets.
But, hey, that means they survived intact and my kids get to have nightmares about them too!
For both active and art activities, the kids created a puppet show. Most of the puppets were made of paper on popsicle sticks. For our "snack" we had sate chicken for lunch.
For Australia and New Zealand, we did Maori designs on wood, inspired
by this fence.
This was just sharpies on the big tongue depressor style popsicle sticks. We may be detecting a theme.
We actually happen to have real boomerangs, thanks to having friends and family (Bill and Grammy and Pop) travel to Australia when the World Science Fiction convention was held there.
A word of advice if you try this: look up online how to actually throw one, it doesn't work the way you think. Also, have a large empty space. Also, plan to throw it at least ten times before you get it to curve back to you.
Monday, November 4, 2019
We went directly from highs in the low 70s in October to our first frost and a high of 55 on the first of November!
But it was a lovely All Saints. We went to Mass together, and ate lots of candy while listening to fun stories about random saints.
We made it to Mass again, then Choclo and Oob helped the younger Scouts go door to door Scouting for Food.
Then it was off to the cemetery to decorate graves, pray for our dear ones and tell stories about those who have gone before us.
Then Leena and I set up the flowers and candles for our parish's Rite of Remembrance.
This is a lovely Mass for all the people who have been buried from Holy Redeemer in the past year.
The families come and each light a candle and receive a flower. There's an extra candle for those we lost who were buried elsewhere.
The arrangement stays up over the weekend to remind everyone to pray for our departed, then the families get to keep the candle with their loved one's name.
|I HAVE RETURNED!|
We took down all of the Halloween decorations and brought up
THE GLORIOUS TURKEY!!
Sunday, November 3, 2019
Friday, November 1, 2019
He went as St. Luke (known to St. Paul as the Beloved Physician). Leena accompanied him as his guardian angel.
Meanwhile, Choclo handed out candy dressed as The Shark King, much to the delight of every child that came to our door.
He would announce,"I am The Shark King! I am here to give you the greatest treasure of the sea...CANDY!"
My favorite time was when a dad yelled during the dramatic pause: TUNA FISH!? His four year old was appalled, but Choclo reassured the lad with his Shark King voice, that the true treasure was CANDY.
Although now I think it would be hilarious to give out tuna fish.
Saturday night was Scary Movie Night with the Scouts. Zorg, who is becoming a Cub adult leader, went long dressed as this.
Choclo and Oob went dressed in hazmat suits (their patrol is the Biohazards). And I forgot to get a picture...
And I need to stop eating Kitkats now.
Hope you had a happy Halloween!
Thursday, October 31, 2019
We made haunted houses (where you open windows and doors for a scary surprise).
Oob did a haunted castle.
Leena did a coral, haunted by a squid!
And, of course, we carved pumpkins!
Costume pictures tomorrow!