“Adonis! Adonis!” she cried.
No answer came. The only trace she could find of Adonis was some drops of blood on the green grass.
Venus was very sorry, for she loved the boy Adonis very much. From a silver cup which she carried with her, she sprinkled a few drops of blood over the grass. In a little while, tiny flower buds peeped out from the spot where each drop of blood had fallen.
A gentle wind came up and blew the little buds open and before night it had blown them all away. People called the little flowers wind-flowers, or anemones. Their delicate pink coloring was believed to have come from the heart of Adonis. Have you seen the dainty little anemones, the wind-flowers?—Adapted
Tell the story to the children.
Tuesday
Have the children tell back to you the story of the anemones.
Wednesday
Write the story of the anemones.