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MY TREE

My tree has little seeds,
big and small leaves,
some are yellow,

And some are green,
and some are in between. My

Tree has a canopy of
shade, made for me

To see and be happy in.
My tree’s bark,
is worse than its bite!

St. Matthew’s feast day is September 21.  He is the patron of bankers, accountants, tax-gatherers and security guards.

Matthew was a tax collector, apostle, and an evangelist.  He was the son of    Alphaeus and lived in Capharnaum on Lake Genesareth.  The first Gospel was written by Matthew in which he speaks of his call to be an apostle.  Sitting at his desk one day, he saw Christ come to him.  When the Lord said to him, “Follow Me,” he at once left his work and followed the Master.  The people were surprised to see a Roman tax collector become one of the special friends and disciple of the Master.

Matthew also tells us of the banquet he gave that Christ attended.  It was a public farewell to his former friends.  Many publicans and sinners came and sat down with Jesus and his disciples.  Jesus said, “I have come not to call the just, but sinners.”  Matthew wrote his Gospel to convince the Jews that the Messiah had come in the person of Jesus Christ.

Matthew’s symbol is a young man because he begins his Gospel with Christ’s earthly ancestry and stresses His human character.

Matthew preached the Gospel among the Hebrews for fifteen years. He is also called the Apostle of Ethiopia.  His shrine is at Salerno in Southern Italy.  He died a martyr for Jesus in Ethiopia.

CHRISTMAS IS…

A time of giving and loving
A time of getting a tree
A season of white snow and clear ice
A time to sing carols

A time of feasting
A time to be jolly
A time to hang lights on your house
A time for stockings on the mantle
A time to be thankful
A time we remember Jesus Christ’s birth

Glorious Garden

I like gardening outside when the birds
Are singing and it’s partly sunny
I can pull most weeds but have a hard time with prickers
I have a garden down by some huge trees
I dislike weeds that keep coming back again, again and again
I always hope to enjoy gardening
I never want to harm nature
I should weed more often than I do
I want to have a very good, pretty and well maintained garden
I wish that I could make my garden one mile long and wide
I fear that the weeds may take over

Recipe for a Good Year

Ingredients

5 TBS Remembering to say yes instead of yup or ya
24 oz. Can of listening
3 TBS Neatness
½ c. Organization
2 ½ c. Intelligence
4 c. Homework
1 c. Time

In a small bowl put in fun and intelligence, they go good together because intelligence is fun to have. Add a little of yes instead of yup or ya and stir. Repeat until it is all stirred in smooth. Let sit for seven hours. Carefully blend in listening; it is vital to this recipe. Chill for 45 min.  Quickly whip in neatness.  Set in sunny window for a few min. Pour in the organization. Blend. Last sprinkle in homework and time.  Tip; always add a little extra time in the recipe; it will help your year.

It was spring, long ago.  Little Crow lived in a wigwam with his family in an Indian village.  One day he walked through the valley.  As it was spring, there were lots of flowers to pick. He gathered several flowers for his mom and for himself.
He took them home and gave some to his mother.
He kept some for himself.  When he went to sleep, he dreamed.  In his dream he picked a flower with rainbow colored petals.
When he woke up, there was a flower in his hand.  It had the same rainbow colored petals from his dream.  He thought it was real special.  He put it in his pocket.
His stomach rumbled with hunger.  He wished his mom would make acorn mush.  “Poof!”  His mom began to make some!  While eating breakfast he showed his mom the flower, but one petal was gone.  When he checked, the petal wasn’t in his pocket.  Only three petals were left.
He finished breakfast and went outside to play with Black Wing, his friend. Outside the wigwam, they played a game.  You roll deer bones to get points.  The first person to get twenty-five points without going over wins.  Going over twenty-five meant you had to start over again.  Little Crow laid the flower beside him and they began to play.
Black Wing went first.  He got ten points.  Little Crow went next.  He only got five points.  Then Black Wing played again.  He got another ten points; now he had twenty points.  Little Crow went.  He needed twenty points more to win.
“I wish I could get twenty points,’’ he thought.  ‘‘Poof!’’ He rolled, and he got twenty points.  He won!  ‘‘I won!’’ he shouted.  Then he noticed another petal had fallen off the flower.
‘‘Little Crow, come home now!’’ mom called.
‘‘I wish my mom would be quiet,’’ he thought again.  ‘‘Poof!’’ There went another petal!  Two petals now lay on the ground.  He went home.
When he got home, he began to make a bow.  He laid the flower down beside him.  He picked up a branch he had found.  He peeled the bark off of it.  Then he made two notches on the bow for the bowstring.
He needed some sinew next.  “I wish I had some deer sinew,” he thought.
“Poof!”  There next to him was some sinew.  “Wow,
How did that happen?’’ he wondered.  Then he noticed the flower.  There were no petals left on it.  ‘‘Maybe it was a magic flower.  When you wish, it makes a petal fall off.”
‘‘Mom, I’ve got a magic flower!  Look, what do you think?” he asked.
She got some birch bark and wrote, ‘‘I can’t talk for some reason.’’
‘‘Oh no, I wished for you to be quiet!’’ he said.
She wrote, ‘‘How did your wish come true?”
‘‘I got a flower in a dream.  It must be magic.’’
She wrote, ‘‘ Then please wish that I might speak again.’’
He replied, ‘‘Okay.  I wish my mom could speak again.’’ It didn’t work.
So he went to the medicine man and asked for help.  He explained everything.  The medicine man said, ‘‘I will give you a magic flower with two petals left.  Choose wisely, Little Crow.”
So he went home and wished for his mother to talk again.  ‘‘Poof!’’  A petal fell off and she could speak!  Then with his last wish, he wished to often see all of the colors of the flower.  “Poof.”   A rainbow appeared.

    The North West Indians lived from Alaska to California. In that area they had thick forests that rose sharply from the beaches. There are giant pine, redwood, and Douglas fir trees. There are also are berry bushes, good natural resources and a mild humid climate.
Their food consisted of whale, salmon, seals sea otters, and sea lions.  They used sixty feet long cedar dugout canoes, which held up to sixty men. They would spear the animals out at sea and tow the animals back with the rope that was attached to the spear. They also hunted bear, caribou, deer, elk, and moose on land for food.  They gathered things like nuts and berries also.
Their houses were built of large post for a frame and then covered with planked sides and roof. Several families lived in one house.
They made their clothes from skins and bark, woven together with dog or goat hair.
One of the special things the Northwest Indians had was a potlatch. During potlatch, the host would give away or destroy valued things to show how rich they are. Some of the things he would give away would be canoes, blankets, boxes, masks, slaves and more. The most valued thing was a copper sheet hammered into a shield. If he wanted a rival to try and outdo them in a potlatch he would destroy his shield. The totem pole was also special to them, it was common to show pictures or faces painted or carved on.
Orangutan means “person of the forest” or “wild man”. They are very intelligent, in fact scientists believe that they are the smartest land animal. In the forest they use sticks to get at their food and eat with, so they can also use a fork and a spoon .If they wear clothes they can learn to wash them. If they want something they can learn to use sign language. In zoos they are know as “escape artists” with using clever ways to get out.
They eat 300 different kinds of food, so here are a few, nuts, berries, young shots of Mangosteen, bananas, jackfruit, grapes, climbing bamboo, carrots, Rambutan, peas, potatoes, and breadfruit. With all that food whenever they’re awake, they’re eating.
The Borneo orangutans are heavy-set with coarse orange-red hair and gray skin. Their hair is more than a foot long hair on their shoulders and back. They have huge cheek flaps, and as they get older they get pebbly skin on their chest. This makes them look like a big, old, boxer.
The Sumatra orangutans are narrower faced, taller and lighter colored. The males often have long flowing mustaches and beards. Which make them look like an old wise man.
They both types mate once a year and nurses for four years.
Orangutans live in the islands of Indonesia, Sumatra, and Borneo. They make a bed in the trees by pulling branches together. They live for about forty years in the wild, but with medical help they have lived for fifty-five years.  Less than 4500 are alive today. Scientists believe they are slowly dying out because their forests are getting smaller.