We are excited for another full and joyful week in third grade as we continue learning, practicing good habits, and preparing for upcoming events.
Grandparents Day – Tuesday
We look forward to welcoming grandparents and special guests on Tuesday. Our students are eager to share a glimpse of their daily life at school and the work they’ve been doing this quarter.
Narnia Celebration Approaching
Preparations continue for our Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe Celebration on Thursday, December 11th. We are enjoying the story deeply in class and look forward to bringing Narnia to life for our scholars.
We still have open spots on our signup for celebration supplies!
https://www.signupgenius.com/go/9040445A4A829A4F85-59710980-narnia#/
New Poem: “Friends, Romans, Countrymen” by William Shakespeare
We will begin practicing our new poem this week. Students will work on memorization and expression in class. The poem will be due on December 18th.
Friends, Romans, countrymen, lend me your ears;
I come to bury Caesar, not to praise him.
The evil that men do lives after them;
The good is oft interred with their bones;
So let it be with Caesar. The noble Brutus
Hath told you Caesar was ambitious:
If it were so, it was a grievous fault,
And grievously hath Caesar answer’d it.
Here, under leave of Brutus and the rest—
For Brutus is an honourable man;
So are they all, all honourable men—
Come I to speak in Caesar’s funeral.
He was my friend, faithful and just to me:
But Brutus says he was ambitious;
And Brutus is an honourable man.
He hath brought many captives home to Rome,
Whose ransoms did the general coffers fill:
Did this in Caesar seem ambitious?
When that the poor have cried, Caesar hath wept:
Ambition should be made of sterner stuff:
Yet Brutus says he was ambitious;
And Brutus is an honourable man.
You all did see that on the Lupercal
I thrice presented him a kingly crown,
Which he did thrice refuse: was this ambition?
Yet Brutus says he was ambitious;
And sure he is an honourable man.
I speak not to disprove what Brutus spoke,
But here I am to speak what I do know.
You all did love him once, not without cause:
What cause withholds you then to mourn for him?
O judgment! thou art fled to brutish beasts,
And men have lost their reason. Bear with me;
My heart is in the coffin there with Caesar,
And I must pause till it come back to me.
We look forward to another productive and joyful week together.
