Wednesday, January 5, 2011
Thursday, December 16, 2010
Ice Day
Well, class, it looks as though we will not get to see each other until next year. This weather system has sure given us some problems this week!
Wishing you warmth, joy, and peace this holiday season. We can't wait to see you on January 3, 2011. If you have a moment, let us know what you are up to, just remember to use only initials!
Love,
Mrs. Forseth and Ms. Angermeier
Wishing you warmth, joy, and peace this holiday season. We can't wait to see you on January 3, 2011. If you have a moment, let us know what you are up to, just remember to use only initials!
Love,
Mrs. Forseth and Ms. Angermeier
Tuesday, October 12, 2010
Why the sigh, Mr. Frost?
There is some controversy about the meaning of this poem. Some believe that Frost chose the grassy road, the one less traveled. Others think that Frost wished he had taken the grassy road, but actually took the other road and that is why he gave a sigh.
Read Frost's poem carefully. Then, respond to this post and tell me what you think Frost really meant. Use examples from the poem to support your opinion.
The Road Not Taken
by Robert Frost
(1874-1963)
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;
Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,
And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood,
and I—I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.
Read Frost's poem carefully. Then, respond to this post and tell me what you think Frost really meant. Use examples from the poem to support your opinion.
The Road Not Taken
by Robert Frost
(1874-1963)
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;
Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,
And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood,
and I—I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.
Thursday, September 30, 2010
Don't forget to have a poem in your pocket
Bring your poem to school and if you do not have a pocket put it in your shoe also do not be scard to share your poem.Have fun!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Friday, September 3, 2010
Composting
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