Unit 21 – words with the sound of or
1. for _________ _________ _________
2. four _________ _________ _________
3. before _________ _________ _________
4. forest _________ _________ _________
5. born _________ _________ _________
6. corner _________ _________ _________
7. morning _________ _________ _________
8. storm _________ _________ _________
9. porch _________ _________ _________
10.orange _________ _________ _________
11.door _________ _________ _________
12.floor _________ _________ _________
13.more _________ _________ _________
14.store _________ _________ _________
15.wore _________ _________ _________
Les Einsteins de M. Auger
Thursday, March 5, 2020
Dictée #22
Pour lundi
le 3 avril 2020 *Créé un dessin
pour les mots de mathématiques suivants.
1.
une fraction
2. le numérateur :
Dans une fraction, le dénominateur est le nombre en dessous de la barre de
fraction. Le nombre au-dessus s'appelle le numérateur.
3. le dénominateur :
Dans une fraction, le dénominateur est le
nombre en dessous de la barre de fraction. Le nombre au-dessus s'appelle
le numérateur
4.
un entier d’un verre d’eau
5.
un demi d’un pomme
6.
un tiers d’une tarte
7.
un quart d’un barre de chocolat
8.un cinquième
d’une pointe de pizza* Text to speech site: (says the dictée words out loud)
1. write the French word in the text box,
2. change language to French FR
3. click "say it"
English Book Report #1
1. TITLE PAGE – Design a creative,
colourful representation of the novel you have just read. (This should
be done in pencil first and then coloured.)
INFORMATION – On the title page ensure that you have:
a) The title underlined and CAPITALIZED,
b)
The author’s full name and
c) A creative, colourful representation
of the novel.
2. SUMMARY – Write a paragraph telling what happened in the
novel like you would find on the back of a novel (but do not copy from the book). *Remember
to use correct paragraph form. In the summary you should talk about:
a. main
characters (who was in it),
b. story-line (what happened) and
c. setting (where and when it took place) Also, you should give
d. your opinion of the book. (Did you like it? Why or why not? * Proofread your work to
ensure that your sentences make sense then get someone else to proofread it with you. If you are not
sure of how to spell a word, look it up in a dictionary or ask someone.
EXCELLENT
WELL DONE COMPLETE
INCOMPLETE
Title
page- creative, colour
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Author
and information
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Summary
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Paragraph
Structure
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Spelling/Grammar/Punct.
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Friday, September 13, 2019
Sunday, September 8, 2019
Dictée # 21
Les mots << age, acle >> pour lundi le 24 février 2020
pour le 16 mars 2020
Écris une définition
pour les mots de sciences qui ont un Astérix
(*) -Les premiers 6 mots en gras sont pour les 3e années et tous les mots
sont pour les 4e années!
1.
*ombre*
2.
lumière
3.
couleur
4.
*transparent*
5.
*translucide*
6.
*opaque*
7.
noir
8.
*illusion*
(d’optique)
9.
prisme
10. *refléter*
1. write the French word in the text box,
2. change language to French FR
3. click "say it"
Wednesday, September 4, 2019
The Cremation of Sam McGee
The Cremation of Sam McGee
1. There are strange things done in the midnight sun
By the men who moil for gold;
The Arctic trails have their secret tales
That would make your blood run cold;
The Northern Lights have seen queer sights,
But the queerest they ever did see
Was that night on the marge of Lake Lebarge
I cremated Sam McGee.
By the men who moil for gold;
The Arctic trails have their secret tales
That would make your blood run cold;
The Northern Lights have seen queer sights,
But the queerest they ever did see
Was that night on the marge of Lake Lebarge
I cremated Sam McGee.
2. Now Sam McGee was from Tennessee
Why he left his home in the South to roam ‘round the Pole, God only knows.
He was always cold, but the land of gold seemed to hold him like a spell;
Though he’d often say in his homely way that “he’d sooner live in hell.”
Why he left his home in the South to roam ‘round the Pole, God only knows.
He was always cold, but the land of gold seemed to hold him like a spell;
Though he’d often say in his homely way that “he’d sooner live in hell.”
3. On a Christmas Day we were mushing our way over the Dawson
Talk of your cold! through the parka’s fold it stabbed like a driven nail.
If our eyes we’d close, then the lashes froze till sometimes we couldn’t see;
It wasn’t much fun, but the only one to whimper was Sam McGee.
Talk of your cold! through the parka’s fold it stabbed like a driven nail.
If our eyes we’d close, then the lashes froze till sometimes we couldn’t see;
It wasn’t much fun, but the only one to whimper was Sam McGee.
4. And that very night, as we lay packed tight in our robes beneath the
snow,
And the dogs were fed, and the stars o’erhead were dancing heel and toe,
He turned to me, and “Cap,” says he, “I’ll cash in this trip, I guess;
And if I do, I’m asking that you won’t refuse my last request.”
And the dogs were fed, and the stars o’erhead were dancing heel and toe,
He turned to me, and “Cap,” says he, “I’ll cash in this trip, I guess;
And if I do, I’m asking that you won’t refuse my last request.”
5. Well, he seemed so low that I couldn’t say no; then he says with a sort
of moan:
“It’s the cursed cold, and it’s got right hold till I’m chilled clean through to the bone.
Yet ‘taint being dead—it’s my awful dread of the icy grave that pains;
So I want you to swear that, foul or fair, you’ll cremate my last remains.”
“It’s the cursed cold, and it’s got right hold till I’m chilled clean through to the bone.
Yet ‘taint being dead—it’s my awful dread of the icy grave that pains;
So I want you to swear that, foul or fair, you’ll cremate my last remains.”
6. A pal’s last need is a thing to heed, so I swore I would not fail;
And we started on at the streak of dawn; but God! he looked ghastly pale.
He crouched on the sleigh, and he raved all day of his home inTennessee
And before nightfall a corpse was all that was left of Sam McGee.
And we started on at the streak of dawn; but God! he looked ghastly pale.
He crouched on the sleigh, and he raved all day of his home in
And before nightfall a corpse was all that was left of Sam McGee.
7. There wasn’t a breath in that land of death, and I hurried,
horror-driven,
With a corpse half hid that I couldn’t get rid, because of a promise given;
It was lashed to the sleigh, and it seemed to say: “You may tax your brawn and brains,
But you promised true, and it’s up to you to cremate those last remains.”
With a corpse half hid that I couldn’t get rid, because of a promise given;
It was lashed to the sleigh, and it seemed to say: “You may tax your brawn and brains,
But you promised true, and it’s up to you to cremate those last remains.”
8. Now a promise made is a debt unpaid, and the trail has its own stern
code.
In the days to come, though my lips were dumb, in my heart how I cursed that load.
In the long, long night, by the lone firelight, while the huskies, round in a ring,
Howled out their woes to the homeless snows—O God! how I loathed the thing.
In the days to come, though my lips were dumb, in my heart how I cursed that load.
In the long, long night, by the lone firelight, while the huskies, round in a ring,
Howled out their woes to the homeless snows—O God! how I loathed the thing.
9. And every day that quiet clay seemed to heavy and heavier grow;
And on I went, though the dogs were spent and the grub was getting low;
The trail was bad, and I felt half mad, but I swore I would not give in;
And I’d often sing to the hateful thing, and it hearkened with a grin.
And on I went, though the dogs were spent and the grub was getting low;
The trail was bad, and I felt half mad, but I swore I would not give in;
And I’d often sing to the hateful thing, and it hearkened with a grin.
10.Till I came to the marge of Lake
Lebarge , and a derelict there lay;
It was jammed in the ice, but I saw in a trice it was called the “Alice
And I looked at it, and I thought a bit, and I looked at my frozen chum;
Then “Here,” said I, with a sudden cry, “is my cre-ma-tor-eum.”
It was jammed in the ice, but I saw in a trice it was called the “
And I looked at it, and I thought a bit, and I looked at my frozen chum;
Then “Here,” said I, with a sudden cry, “is my cre-ma-tor-eum.”
11. Some planks I tore from the cabin floor, and I lit the boiler fire;
Some coal I found that was lying around, and I heaped the fuel higher;
The flames just soared and the furnace roared—such a blaze you seldom see;
Some coal I found that was lying around, and I heaped the fuel higher;
The flames just soared and the furnace roared—such a blaze you seldom see;
Then I
burrowed a hole in the glowing coal, and I stuffed in Sam McGee.
12. Then I made a hike, for I didn’t like to hear him sizzle so;
And the heavens scowled, and the huskies howled, and the wind began to blow.
It was icy cold, but the hot sweat rolled down my cheeks, and I don’t know why;
And the greasy smoke in an inky cloak went streaking down the sky.
And the heavens scowled, and the huskies howled, and the wind began to blow.
It was icy cold, but the hot sweat rolled down my cheeks, and I don’t know why;
And the greasy smoke in an inky cloak went streaking down the sky.
13. I do not know how long in the snow I wrestled with grisly fear;
But the stars came out and they danced about ere again I ventured near;
I was sick with dread, but I bravely said: “I’ll just take a peep inside.
I guess he’s cooked, and it’s time I looked;” . . . then the door I opened wide.
But the stars came out and they danced about ere again I ventured near;
I was sick with dread, but I bravely said: “I’ll just take a peep inside.
I guess he’s cooked, and it’s time I looked;” . . . then the door I opened wide.
14. And there sat Sam, looking cool and calm, in the heart of the furnace
roar;
And he wore a smile you could see a mile, and he said: “Please close that door.
It’s fine in here, but I greatly fear you’ll let in the cold and storm—
Since I left Plumtree, down in Tennessee, it’s the first time I’ve been warm.”
And he wore a smile you could see a mile, and he said: “Please close that door.
It’s fine in here, but I greatly fear you’ll let in the cold and storm—
Since I left Plumtree, down in Tennessee, it’s the first time I’ve been warm.”
15.
There are strange things
done in the midnight sun
By the men who moil for gold;
The Arctic trails have their secret tales
That would make your blood run cold;
The Northern Lights have seen queer sights,
But the queerest they ever did see
Was that night on the marge of Lake Lebarge
I cremated Sam McGee.
by
Robert W. Service
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