My students are sweet, but they aren't always focused on what we, as a class, are doing at present. Friday we talked about how there is a time for everything - a time to listen, a time to clean up, etc.
I came up with a little poem that I'm going to teach the class this coming week. I actually got the idea from a wise man who wrote a different poem many years ago; I'll post his words at the end of this blog. I've called my poem, "What Time is It"?
What Time Is It?
A time to listen
And a time to speak
A time to work
And a time to eat
A time to rest
And a time to play
A time to give thanks
For a wonderful day
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Now for the poem from Ecclesiastes (3:1-8, NASB):
There is an appointed time for everything. And there is a time for every event under heaven--
A time to give birth and a time to die; A time to plant and a time to uproot what is planted.
A time to kill and a time to heal; A time to tear down and a time to build up.
A time to weep and a time to laugh; A time to mourn and a time to dance.
A time to throw stones and a time to gather stones; A time to embrace and a time to shun embracing.
A time to search and a time to give up as lost; A time to keep and a time to throw away.
A time to tear apart and a time to sew together; A time to be silent and a time to speak.
A time to love and a time to hate; A time for war and a time for peace.
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Do you have any classroom management techniques you would like to share?
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