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I have to work every minute, for I must copy three pages by noon.

I write on papyrus.

I have to be careful and never write on but

one side of the papyrus. For my teacher will whip me if I am not careful.

He says, "A boy's ears are on his back. If you beat a boy on his back he will hear."

But it is not so hard to be beat as it is to be bound to the block.

Another boy was bound to the block yesterday.

My school lasts only until noon. But in the afternoon I work in the departments. For I am going to be a scribe.

At noon I have three rolls of bread and two glasses of milk.

My mother brings them to me.

When I die my body will be made into a mummy.

I am a happy boy. And surely there was never so happy a home as mine, in sight of the river Nile.

Desk-work. Answer questions:

What is papyrus?

What more can you learn about the river Nile?

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While this boy, and other children, were living in far away Egypt, the children in America were not at all like the children who live here to-day.

For this was so long ago that it was before the Indians, as we know them, were here.

Our little American boy has his story to tell. Do you want to hear it?

My home is among the cliffs and caverns of the mountains. These mountains are high and rocky.

I have no house, nor yet a wigwam, nor even a tent. I live in a cave in the rock.

My father hunts some and fights more.

My mother plants corn and does what work there is done.

Although this is a place where there is little water, some of the corn grows, because the corn roots can find water deep down in the earth.

There are many lizards in this dry, hot place, and many wild animals; but none of them are noisy.

My people are all quiet.

The sun shines still and hot, and the forest is as quiet as our home.

Pine trees grow in the high country, and great yuccas grow near our cave.

It is from the fiber of the yucca that we make our sandals.

My dress is a short slip made of cedar bark, which my mother weaves.

My father has a blanket made of rabbit fur and cloth woven from the yucca plant. He wears many strings of beads around his neck.

I gather the stiff grass, which my mother weaves into baskets. And they are nice baskets. She will teach me to weave, too, some time.

We dig in the ground with sharp stones. This sandy soil is not hard to dig.

My father has arrow heads and stone spears. When I am grown I can hunt wild animals for food.

I am a very happy little boy, you can see, although I am a little savage.

Expression at desk. Answer questions:
How long ago did this little boy live?
What did he eat?

What did he wear?

Where was his home?

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STARS.

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The stars shine forth from the blue sky; How great and wondrous is God's might. Shine, stars, through all eternity,

His witness in the night.

O Lord, thy tired children keep;

Keep us who know and feel thy might. Turn thine eye on us as we sleep, And give us all good-night.

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If we lived in the far north we would wear

skins of animals for clothing. But we could not wear as warm clothes

here, could we?

If we lived in Africa we would need but few clothes, because the air is always warm in that hot country.

We get the material to make our clothes from many sources.

Mary has a warm dress, that is made of wool.

A sheep grew the wool for her dress. The sheep was glad enough to have his coat cut off last spring, when the days grew hot; but he did not know that it would make Mary a dress and Harry a coat for this cold winter weather.

How was the wool made into cloth?

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