Morning Exercises for All the Year: A Day Book for TeachersThis book aims at a systematic and orderly presentation of the morning or opening exercise in the elementary school. The teaching of morals can usually be accomplished more effectively through an indirect method, rather than by set lessons or formal teaching. Character is largely a matter of habit, with a daily emphasis on right attitude and right conduct. When the birthdays of famous poets, statesmen, national heroes, or national events occur, the memory of their virtues naturally determines the topic of a lesson. Through concrete examples presented in story and verse, children learn to appreciate nobility of character and deed, thus arousing their admiration and aspiration. It is better to allow children to make their own inferences than to force the moral upon them. |
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Page 100 - Ring out, wild bells, to the wild sky, The flying cloud, the frosty light: The year is dying in the night; Ring out, wild bells, and let him die. Ring out the old, ring in the new, Ring, happy bells, across the snow: The year is going, let him go; Ring out the false, ring in the true.
Page 111 - THE snow had begun in the gloaming, And busily all the night Had been heaping field and highway With a silence deep and white. Every pine and fir and hemlock Wore ermine too dear for an earl, And the poorest twig on the elm-tree Was ridged inch deep with pearl.
Page 137 - For you bouquets and ribbon'd wreaths— for you the shores a-crowding, For you they call, the swaying mass, their eager faces turning; Here Captain! dear father! This arm beneath your head! It is some dream that on the deck, You've fallen cold and dead.
Page 98 - Beneath whose awful hand we hold Dominion over palm and pine — Lord God of Hosts, be with us yet, Lest we forget — lest we forget! The tumult and the shouting dies; The captains and the kings depart: Still stands Thine ancient sacrifice, An humble and a contrite heart. Lord God of Hosts, be with us yet, Lest we forget — lest we forget!
Page 88 - Past, But the hopes of youth fall thick in the blast, And the days are dark and dreary. Be still, sad heart ! and cease repining ; Behind the clouds is the sun still shining ; Thy fate is the common fate of all, Into each life some rain must fall, Some days must be dark and dreary.
Page 217 - I regret that I have but one life to give for my country!
Page 65 - This advice, thus beat into my head, has frequently been of use to me; and I often think of it, when I see pride mortified, and misfortunes brought upon people by their carrying their heads too high.
Page 234 - And what is so rare as a day in June? Then, if ever, come perfect days; Then Heaven tries earth if it be in tune, And over it softly her warm ear lays: Whether we look, or whether we listen, We hear life murmur, or see it glisten ; Every clod feels a stir of might, An instinct within it that reaches and towers, And, groping blindly above it for light, Climbs to a soul in grass and flowers...
Page 85 - And from thence can soar as soon To the corners of the moon. Mortals, that would follow me, Love Virtue ; she alone is free. She can teach ye how to climb Higher than the sphery chime; Or, if Virtue feeble were, Heaven itself would stoop to her.
Page 82 - LITTLE drops of water, Little grains of sand, Make the mighty ocean And the pleasant land.
Bibliographic information
| Title | Morning Exercises for All the Year: A Day Book for Teachers |
| Author | Joseph Charles Sindelar |
| Publisher | Beckley-Cardy Company, 1914 |
| Original from | Harvard University |
| Digitized | 10 May 2007 |
| Length | 251 pages |
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