Sunday, May 12, 2013

Owl Moon

"It was late one winter night, long past my bedtime, when Papa and I went owling. There was no wind. The trees stood still as giant statues. And the moon was so bright the sky seemed to shine. Somewhere behind us a train whistle blew, long and low, like a sad, sad song. "





1.  Full Text
http://www.ltps.org/webpages/mmutinsky/block2.cfm?subpage=1235443


2.  If time...Sentence Study:  Challenges:  Must show results to Mrs. Leighton for extra credit.

http://harcourtschool.com/activity/planting_sentences/index.html

http://www.glencoe.com/sec/writerschoice/gp/mslessons/grade6/lesson1b/exercises.shtml

1 comment:

  1. It was late one winter night, long past my bedtime, when Papa and I went owling. There was no wind. The trees stood still as giant statues. And the moon was so bright the sky seemed to shine. Somewhere behind us a train whistle blew, long and low, like a sad, sad song.

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