Ten Funny Leprechauns (taken from Swing Into Spring MacMillan Seasonal Activity Packs, 1988, MacMillan Educational Company) "Ten funny leprechauns Danced in a line. One found a shamrock And then there were nine. Nine sleepy leprechauns Stayed out too late. One fell fast asleep And then there were eight. Eight little leprechauns All named Kevin. One said, "I'm Joe!" And then there were seven. Seven helpful leprechauns Picked up some sticks. One grew tired of this And then there were six. Six hot leprechauns All took a dive. One did a belly flop And then there were five. Five jolly leprechauns Ran through the door. One ran back again And then there were four. Four thirsty leprechauns Sat down to tea. One didn't like it And then there were three. Three tiny leprechauns Hid inside a shoe. One fell out again and then there were two. Two laughing leprechauns Went for a run. One ran very fast And then there was one. One lonely leprechaun Wanted to have fun. He joined all the rest And then there were none."
This would be fun to do with a group of ten or more students. Have each act out their part as you(and the rest of the class) read through the poem.
St. Patrick came from Ireland A country trimmed with green It has the shamrocks and the pipes Those leprechauns you've seen Those leprechauns will trip you You'll fall flat on your face They'll tickle your nose and sour the milk Then find a hiding place!
One green shamrock, in the morning dew; Another one sprouted; And then there were two. Two green shamrocks, growing 'neath the tree, Another one sprouted; And then there were three. Three green shamrocks, by the cottage door, Another one sprouted; And then there were four. Four green shamrocks, near a beehive; Another one sprouted; And then there were five. Five little shamrocks, bright and emerald Five little shamrocks, bright and emerald green, Think of all the luck these shamrocks will bring. (http://www.alphabet-soup.net/hol/stpsong.html)
I like this finger play for young children, early childhood to kindergarten. My 2 year old loved it!
Jschawe posts: Jacque Schawe-Poem due September 14
The Leprechaun Tune: The Muffin Man
Oh, have you seen a leprechaun, a leprechaun, a leprechaun, Oh have you seen a leprechaun, Who comes from Ireland?
Among the shamrocks he may hide, he may hide, he may hide. Among the shamrocks he may hide, so catch him if you can. http://www.theteachersroom.com/stpatrick.htmhttp:/
Go On A Leprechaun Hunt Original Author Unknown (an adaptation of the Bear Hunt)
Ask the children to listen closely and follow the directions. Instruct them to clap the rhythm or slap their knees as you tell the story.
Going on a leprechaun hunt. I'm not afraid. Let's go! Oh. look! I see a grassy field. Can't go around it. Can't go under it. Can't go over it. Let's go through it. Let's go! Swish, swish, swish, swish. Oh, look! I see a giant tree. Can't go over it. Can't go under it. Can't go through it. Let's climb it. Let's go! Climb, climb, climb. Oh, look! I see a river. Can't go over it. Can't go around it. Can't go under it. Let's Swim it. Let's go. Swim, swim, swim. Oh, look! I see a dark cave. Can't go around it. Can't go under it. Can't go over it. Let's tiptoe into it. Let's go. Tippy, tippy, toe. It's really dark in here. Better turn on my flashlight. Oh, no. I see something! It's mean! It's green! It's a leprechaun! Let's go! Run! Run! Swim! Swim! Climb! Climb! Swish! Swish! Whew...safe at home again.
Dear March, come in! How glad I am! I looked for you before. Put down your hat- You must have walked- How out of breath you are! Dear March, how are you? And the rest? Did you leave Nature well? Oh, March, come right upstairs with me, I have so much to tell.
by Andrew Cherry There's a dear little plant that grows in Ireland. 'Twas Saint Patrick himself sure that set it. And the sun on his labor with pleasure did smile. And a tear from his eyes oft-times wet it. It grows thro' the bog, thro' the brake, and the mireland, And it's called the dear little Shamrock of Ireland.
That dear little plant still grows in our land, Fresh and fair as the daughters of Erin, Whose smiles can bewitch, and whose eyes can command, In each climate they ever appear in: For they shine thro' the bog, thro' the brake, and the mireland, Just like their own dear little Shamrock of Ireland.
That dear little plant that springs from our soil, When its three little leaves are extended, Denotes from the stalk we together should toil, And ourselves by ourselves be befriended. And still thro' the bog, thro' the brake, and the mireland, From one root should branch, like the Shamrock of Ireland.
Never mind, March, we know When you blow You're not really mad Or angry or bad; You're only blowing the winter away To get the world ready for April and May.
One green shamrock, in the morning dew, Another one sprouted, and then there were two. Two green shamrocks, growing beneath a tree; Another one sprouted, and then there were three. Three green shamrocks, by the cottage door; Another one sprouted, and then there were four. Four green shamrocks, near a beehive Another one sprouted, and then there were five. Five little shamrocks, bright and emerald green, Think of all the luck these shamrocks will bring.
March Wind The wind is blowing softly. March is a windy time. the wind is blowing softly. The trees are keeping time. The wind is blowing harder. The trees are bending down. And now my hat has flown away. I'll chase it through the town.
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Jennifer Stevens
March Poem
Due: Sept. 14
Ten Funny Leprechauns
(taken from Swing Into Spring MacMillan Seasonal Activity Packs, 1988, MacMillan Educational Company)
"Ten funny leprechauns
Danced in a line.
One found a shamrock
And then there were nine.
Nine sleepy leprechauns
Stayed out too late.
One fell fast asleep
And then there were eight.
Eight little leprechauns
All named Kevin.
One said, "I'm Joe!"
And then there were seven.
Seven helpful leprechauns
Picked up some sticks.
One grew tired of this
And then there were six.
Six hot leprechauns
All took a dive.
One did a belly flop
And then there were five.
Five jolly leprechauns
Ran through the door.
One ran back again
And then there were four.
Four thirsty leprechauns
Sat down to tea.
One didn't like it
And then there were three.
Three tiny leprechauns
Hid inside a shoe.
One fell out again
and then there were two.
Two laughing leprechauns
Went for a run.
One ran very fast
And then there was one.
One lonely leprechaun
Wanted to have fun.
He joined all the rest
And then there were none."
This would be fun to do with a group of ten or more students. Have each act out their part as you(and the rest of the class) read through the poem.
St. Patrick's Day
St. Patrick came from Ireland
A country trimmed with green
It has the shamrocks and the pipes
Those leprechauns you've seen
Those leprechauns will trip you
You'll fall flat on your face
They'll tickle your nose and sour the milk
Then find a hiding place!
source:http://www.canteach.ca/elementary/songspoems14.html
Five Little Shamrocks
One green shamrock, in the morning dew;
Another one sprouted;
And then there were two.
Two green shamrocks, growing 'neath the tree,
Another one sprouted;
And then there were three.
Three green shamrocks, by the cottage door,
Another one sprouted;
And then there were four.
Four green shamrocks, near a beehive;
Another one sprouted;
And then there were five.
Five little shamrocks, bright and emerald
Five little shamrocks, bright and emerald green,
Think of all the luck these shamrocks will bring.
(http://www.alphabet-soup.net/hol/stpsong.html)
I like this finger play for young children, early childhood to kindergarten. My 2 year old loved it!
Jschawe posts:
Jacque Schawe-Poem due September 14
The Leprechaun
Tune: The Muffin Man
Oh, have you seen
a leprechaun,
a leprechaun,
a leprechaun,
Oh have you seen a leprechaun,
Who comes from Ireland?
Among the shamrocks
he may hide,
he may hide,
he may hide.
Among the shamrocks
he may hide,
so catch him if you can.
http://www.theteachersroom.com/stpatrick.htmhttp:/
Go On A Leprechaun Hunt
Original Author Unknown
(an adaptation of the Bear Hunt)
Ask the children to listen closely and follow the directions. Instruct
them to clap the rhythm or slap their knees as you tell the story.
Going on a leprechaun hunt. I'm not afraid.
Let's go! Oh. look! I see a grassy field.
Can't go around it. Can't go under it. Can't go over it. Let's go through it.
Let's go! Swish, swish, swish, swish.
Oh, look! I see a giant tree.
Can't go over it. Can't go under it. Can't go through it. Let's climb it.
Let's go! Climb, climb, climb.
Oh, look! I see a river.
Can't go over it. Can't go around it. Can't go under it. Let's Swim it.
Let's go. Swim, swim, swim.
Oh, look! I see a dark cave.
Can't go around it. Can't go under it. Can't go over it. Let's tiptoe into it.
Let's go. Tippy, tippy, toe.
It's really dark in here. Better turn on my flashlight.
Oh, no. I see something!
It's mean! It's green! It's a leprechaun! Let's go!
Run! Run! Swim! Swim! Climb! Climb! Swish! Swish!
Whew...safe at home again.
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Sarah Scott
March Poem
MARCH
by Emily Dickinson
Dear March, come in!
How glad I am!
I looked for you before.
Put down your hat-
You must have walked-
How out of breath you are!
Dear March, how are you?
And the rest?
Did you leave Nature well?
Oh, March, come right upstairs with me,
I have so much to tell.
Source: www.bethanyroberts.com/SpringStoriesandPoems.htm
A PATCH OF OLD SNOW
by Robert Frost
There's a patch of old snow in a corner
That I should have guessed
Was a blow-away paper the rain
Had brought to rest.
It is speckled with grime as if
Small print overspread it,
The news of a day I've forgotten-
If I ever read it.
Good-bye and Hello
by Barbara Anthony
Good-bye, ice skates.
Good-bye, sled.
Good-bye, winter;
Spring's ahead.
Good-bye, leggins.
Good-bye, snow.
Good-bye, winter. Spring, hello!
Hello, crocus.
Hello, kite.
Good-bye, winter
Spring's in sight!
Hello, jumprope.
Hello, swing.
Good-bye winter!
Hello, spring!
The Dear Little Shamrock
by Andrew Cherry
There's a dear little plant that grows in Ireland.
'Twas Saint Patrick himself sure that set it.
And the sun on his labor with pleasure did smile.
And a tear from his eyes oft-times wet it.
It grows thro' the bog, thro' the brake, and the mireland,
And it's called the dear little Shamrock of Ireland.
That dear little plant still grows in our land,
Fresh and fair as the daughters of Erin,
Whose smiles can bewitch, and whose eyes can command,
In each climate they ever appear in:
For they shine thro' the bog, thro' the brake, and the mireland,
Just like their own dear little Shamrock of Ireland.
That dear little plant that springs from our soil,
When its three little leaves are extended,
Denotes from the stalk we together should toil,
And ourselves by ourselves be befriended.
And still thro' the bog, thro' the brake, and the mireland,
From one root should branch, like the Shamrock of Ireland.
(Jessica Gardner)
The Lively Leprechaun
by Betsy Franco
I caught a lively leprechaun
With stubble on his face.
He promised loads of buried gold
And led me to the place.
But when I let him loose to dig,
He leaped and led a chase.
That lively laughing leprechaun
Had left without a trace!
I'll Wear a Shamrock
St. Patrick's Day is with us,
The day when all that's seen
To right and left and everywhere
Is green, green, green!
And Irish tunes they whistle
And Irish songs they sing,
To-day each Irish lad walks out
As proud as any king.
I'll wear a four-leaf shamrock
In my coat, the glad day through,
For my father and mother are Irish
And I am Irish too!
By Mary Carolyn Davies
This would be a good poem to read on St. Patrick's Day and do a craft to go along with this poem like a shamrock pin or sticker!
Never Mind, March
unknown
Never mind, March, we know
When you blow
You're not really mad
Or angry or bad;
You're only blowing the winter away
To get the world ready for April and May.
March
One green shamrock, in the morning dew,
Another one sprouted,
and then there were two.
Two green shamrocks, growing beneath a tree;
Another one sprouted,
and then there were three.
Three green shamrocks, by the cottage door;
Another one sprouted,
and then there were four.
Four green shamrocks, near a beehive
Another one sprouted,
and then there were five.
Five little shamrocks, bright and emerald green,
Think of all the luck
these shamrocks will bring.
Unknown.
Spring
By
Luz Aydee Garcia
(age 9)
I like to play
In the spring
While my sister
Likes to sing.
I accidentally
Lost a ring,
That I forgot
To bring. So I
Looked for it
Through the
SPRING.
Alison Miller
March Wind
The wind is blowing softly.
March is a windy time.
the wind is blowing softly.
The trees are keeping time.
The wind is blowing harder.
The trees are bending down.
And now my hat has flown away.
I'll chase it through the town.
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