PHONIC JINGLES
| Phonic Drill | ||
| 1. Oh, dear me, Dot, | Dot |
| Is this not | not | |
| A black spot | spot | |
| You have got? | got | |
| Tell me, Dot. | Dot | |
| 2. I love you, Dot. | Dot |
| Do I not, | not | |
| Little tot? | tot | |
| Here’s your cot. | cot | |
| Good-by, Dot. | Dot |
M. S. Willis.
1. Oh, dear me! Dot, Is this not A black
spot you have got? Tell me, Dot, tell me, Dot.
Mother, may we go with Father?
Where is your father going, Frank?
He is going to town, Mother.
May Max and I go with Father?
Yes, you and Max may go.
May Grace and Alice go, Mother?
Yes, they may go with you.
Where is Baby, Mother?
Let Baby go with us, Mother.
Oh no, Frank, I can not let her go.
I will keep Baby here with me.
Where are you going, Frank?
I am going to the barn, Max.
Come and go with me.
We will get the horses for Father.
Father is going to town.
Mother says we may go with him.
Oh, I am glad we are going, Frank.
Are Grace and Alice going with us?
Yes, Mother says they may go, too.
Is Baby going, Frank?
No, Mother will not let Baby go.
She will keep Baby with her.
Now let us run to the barn.
Let us catch the horses for Father.
I catch a horse with an apple.
Max, come look at the red oxen.
Oh, how big the red oxen are!
See how they can pull.
Oxen can pull like horses.
Can the oxen run, Frank?
Yes, Max, oxen can run.
But oxen do not like to run.
They like to walk.
I do not like to drive oxen.
I like to drive horses.
Father will show you how to drive, Max.
He will let you drive the horses.
Did you see the children?
They were going through the woods.
They like the pretty woods.
The boys like to drive the horses.
Frank’s father has big horses.
Did you see the big horses?
Do you know how to drive?
Father lets Frank drive the horses.
He lets Max drive the horses, too.
Father knows how to drive the oxen.
Frank said, “Look at the big, red oxen.
Oxen can pull like horses.
But they can not run like horses.”
| Oxen O | oxen o |
Father said, “Do you hear the birds?
Do you hear them sing, Max?
Look for them, as we drive.
Tell me where you see them.
Tell me what you see them doing.
Tell me how they look.
Look up in the trees, Max.
The birds are over us in the trees.”
“You must know the birds, Max.
You must know how they look.
You must know how they sing.
I hear a bird now, children.
Do you know what bird it is?
Do you hear it, Frank?
It is not singing. What is it doing?”
I see the bird up in an apple tree.
Do you see it?
How pretty it is!
Its head is red.
It taps on the tree.
Do you hear it?
“Tap! tap! tap!”
I see the bird with the red head.
There is sap in the tree.
The bird likes the sap in the tree.
It is getting the sap now.
It taps on the tree.
It does this to get the sap.
How does the bird get the sap?
It makes a little hole in the tree, Max.
M. S. Willis.
Lively.
Ho! Red-cap! Lit-tle chap, Go “Tip-tap” With a rap;
Make a gap, Sip the sap, Fly “flip-flap.”