New Circle Songs for Spring

Oh... Pussy Willow dear ...
Do you Know that Spring is Near
and the Cold March Winds are Blowing.

Wrapped in Fur from your head to your Toes
You Don't Care How the MARCH winds Blow...

we sing two times)


know little pussy her coat is pearly gray,
She lives down in the meadow not very far away
She'll Always be Pussy.
She'll Never Be CAT;  
For she's Pussy WILLOW;
What do you think of that...

(here we are moving our fingers like in the itsy, bitsy, spider)      

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Ms. Terri's School's Soup

Note to Everyone.... I don't measure the ingredients; I just add, smell and taste.

Oh and to get kids to eat it, at first I go light on the onion, garlic and ginger even the types of veggies to build trust and confidence for a bit...Also as I serve them I fill their bowl with the soup first, then I add the cooked rice noodles on top.

* Add Olive Oil into the pan just covering the bottom of the pan.

* Zig or chop finely:
1 or 1/2 onion
1 or 2 garlic cloves  
1 Tbs or more of fresh peeled ginger (almost the most important ingredient)

* Put into the OLIVE OIL sauté

* Add 3 Tbs of Tamari (Wheat-free) (rounds out ALL flavors somehow)

**********That is your base. This is the YUMMY beginning.***************

Let it simmer (I do ALL this before the children arrive). Turn off stove until veggies are ready to add

The Children and I "chop, chop and cut, cut..." ANY AND ALL combinations of Vegetables. Whatever is in the house, the garden...etc. Potatoes, Sweet Potatoes (a hit), parsnips, carrots of every color, turnips, etc...

*   Add veggies to the soup and sauté with all the YUMMY beginning


*   Now add some water (2 cups to start)

*   2 Tbs Organic Better than Bouillon

*   Then, we pinch and I chop FRESH Kale, spinach, etc...

Meanwhile, another POT of boiling water. ADD

Tinkyada Pasta Joy: Brown Rice PASTA. (COOK AL DENTE' serve separate from SOUP AND ADD into each CHILD'S BOWL OF SOUP.  ENJOY.... ENJOY....

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A snippet from Deb:

Houses, castles, neighbors, kittens, pirates, boat captains, firefighters, chefs, mothers, fathers, babies, and most of all, good friends...

These are the worlds I enter when I spend the morning in Terri's Morning Garden; behind the ironing board, quietly ironing, watching and helping; tying silk capes and pirate hats, readjusting "the boat" made out of wooden trestles, modeling a calming, warming activity that children rarely see anymore while I observe happy, free children being completely themselves in a world so perfectly suited to them.

This is Terri's Morning Garden; where children romp in beautiful, sunlit woods looking for tracks and treasures and signs of magic...and, of course, sticks!  In the woods, they balance on logs, walk and run on uneven ground that changes with the seasons above and below them, climb on rocks and go on explorations, finding labyrinths and ponds where beavers nibble all the trees; where children roll and hop and move their whole body in complete joy; caring for chickens and bunnies and each other.

This is Terri's morning Garden; where children put on comfy slippers before slipping into a myriad of imaginative roles, all suited to the individuals and their developmental levels; where children don aprons to bake biscuits and cut carrots for soup;  where everyone happily helps to clean up and participates wholeheartedly in songs and movement and finger plays; where all sit with wide eyes as Terri tells a story, using no pictures except those in each child's imagination...

This is Terri's Morning Garden; a truly magical place; where all the children are learning to be a part of the social world while, at the same time, building their bodies and minds with physical activity, imaginative play and wholesome, nutritious food.  Every aspect of the Waldorf day is planned with the children's needs in mind; everything is done for a reason.
The children will carry these beautiful experiences and memories with them always.

In Gratitude to what a Waldorf Morning Garden gave to my daughter many years ago...and to your children.

Deb Hartshorn  M.S. Ed.

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