Tuesday, 23 June 2015

Winter Circle Time Collection

{ Winter Circle Time }

Opening (Action Song)
Good morning to the sun up in the sky,
Good morning to the birds as they fly on by.
Good mrning to the tree so straight and tall,
Good morning to the nest where the possum rests
Good morning everyone.

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Now Winter Begins (Fingerplay)
by Jean Warren

Into their hives the busy bees crawl.

Into the ant hills, go ants one and all.
Caterpillars too, have hidden their heads,
Safely spun in their snug little beds.

The possums have all climbed to their holes in the trees.
The bird nests are empty, no chicks can we see.
The leaves have all blown away on the wind
Announcing to all – Now winter begins!

Fires are built in the hearths of homes.
Hats are knitted and coats are sewn.
Harsh winds blow all through the night.
Lights all flicker, what a sight!

Everyone waits for the first sight of snow,
Then down it comes, soft and slow.
The world is quiet, the world is white
Winter is here, a beautiful sight!

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Winter (Standing Action Rhyme)
The day is cloudy and the wind is bold.
Dress up warmly, you mustn't get cold! 

Put on your coat and zip it up tight, put on your left boot, put on your right. 

Put on your scarf and put on your hat, put on your mittens and clap-clap-clap! 

Go outside and play and play.
Come in again, and then we'll say- 

Take off your coat that was zipped up tight, take off your left boot, take off your right. 

Take off your scarf, take off your hat, take off your mittens, and then take a nap!

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Wood Chopping (Standing Action Rhyme)
We are working, working hard!
Chopping firewood in the yard.
(Stomping feet moving around in a circle)

Hold the axe, grip it tight,
(Hold clenched hands togehter in front as if holding an axe)
Lift it up with all your might…
(lift “axe” above head)

Chopping, chopping, chop, chop, chop!
(Bring clenched hands down on each “chop”)
Merrily the pieces drop
(Clench both fists and roly-poly them round each other)

Now a bundle we shall tie
and put it in the shed to dry.

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King Winter (Verse)
(from Wynstones Press "Winter” book) 

King Winter now is in the land,
he reigns with cold and freezing hand.
He makes Jack Frost touch nose and toes,
and gives our cheeks a shining glow.

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Jack Frost (Verse)
Where did you get that little red nose?
Jack Frost kissed it I suppose.
He kissed it once.
He kissed it twice.
Poor little nose it's as cold as ice!

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The North Wind (Poem, Adapted)
(By Alfred S. Gatty)

When the Winter Wind whistles and blows,
Cherry red is brother's nose,
Very cold are sister's toes,
When the Winter Wind's blowing,
When the Winter Wind's blowing.

Logs upon the fire we'll throw,
For, as everybody must know,
We will have a fall of snow,
When the Winter Wind's blowing,
When the Winter Wind's blowing.

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The North Wind Doth Blow (Traditional Song, Adapted)

The Winter Wind doth blow
And we shall have snow
And what will the robin do then, poor thing
He'll sit in the barn
And keep himself warm
And hide his head under his wing, poor thing

The Winter Wind doth blow
And we shall have snow
And what will the swallow do then, poor thing
Oh did you not know
He's gone long ago
To a country much warmer than ours

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Cross path, draw the latch
(crossing one arm over the other)

Sit by the fire and spin
(left hand and arm spin, right thumb and point finger feeds the wool, right foot pedals)

Take a cup and drink it up
(left palm up, take cup with right hand)

Invite your neighbors in.

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Candle (Verse)
A candle's but a simple thing,
it starts with just a bit of string,
But dipped or rolled with patient hand,
it gathers wax upon the strand.

Until complete and snowy white,
it gives at last a lovely light.
Life seems so like that bit of string,
each deed we do a simple thing.

Yet day by day on life's strand,
we work with patient heart and hand.
It gathers joy, makes dark days bright,
and gives at last a lovely light.

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Up The Tall White Candlestick 


Up the tall white candlestick 

(Make left arm into candlestick)

Crept little Mousey Brown

(Two fingers of fight hand run up the candlestick)

Right up to the top but he couldn't get down!
(Fingers wiggle at top)

So he called to his Grandma

(Call through cupped hands)

Grandma! Grandma!

But Grandma was in town

So he curled himself into a ball

(curl right hand into a fist)
And rolled himself right down

(Clench both fists and roly-poly them around each other)

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Pygmy Possum (Fingerplay)
Here is a tree-hole.
(Bend fingers on one hand)
Inside is a Possum.
(Put thumb inside fingers.)
See she comes out
(Pop out thumb)
When Banksia blossoms.

She stays out all summer
In sunshine and heat.
She hunts in the bush
(Mimic picking and eating berries)
For berries to eat.

When snow starts to fall.
(fingers fluttering moving side to side)
She hurries inside
(Bend fingers of one hand)
her warm little home
And there she will hide.
(Put thumb inside fingers.)

Snow covers the ground
(Place one hand over the other.)
Like a fluffy white rug.
Inside Possum sleeps
(pretend to be sleeping)
All cozy and snug.

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Closing Verse
Softly, softly, through the darkness
Snow is falling.

Meekly, meekly in the meadows
Lambs are calling.

Coldly, coldly all around me
Winds are blowing.

Brightly, brightly up above me
Stars are glowing.

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