Fall Circle 2009

Fall Circle 2009

About our circle:

We have 3 very high energy boys (9, 6 and 2 1/2) along with a baby girl (4 months), and a papa (husband) that works night/sleeps days. We tried to do the standard ‘waldorf circle time’, but it didn’t work for our family (and just wasn’t practical with papa sleeping in the next room). What does work is doing our songs/verses on our morning walk. I am also constantly making up songs to go along with our daily activities. This year I plan to weave in more action rhymes, finger plays, & jump roping into our breaks.

We change songs/ verses each season, adding in special verses here & there for upcoming festivals.

“The More We Get Together”, unknown
(in english, then in spanish)

The more we get together, together, together,
The more we get together the happier we'll be.
Your friends are my friends,
and my friends are your friends.
The more we get together the happier we'll be.

Lo más que nos reunimos, reunimos, reunimos,
Lo más que nos reunimos seremos felices.
Tus amigos son mis amigos,
Y mis amigos son tus amigos.
Lo más que nos reunimos sermos felices.

"The Sun has Come" (exact title & author, unknown)

The sun has come, and the moon has gone
We greet the day with this morning song
We are thankful for another day,
We are thankful for another day

(repeat)

“Tall Trees”, Eileen Mathias

With their feet in the earth
And their heads in the sky
The tall trees watch
The clouds go by

When the dusk sends quickly
The birds to rest
The tall trees shelter them
Safe in a nest

And then in the night
With the Tall Trees peeping,
The moon shines down
On a world that’s sleeping

“Blow Bellows Blow” (exact title & author, unknown)

focus poem: use large staff and thump on the alliterative first letter of each line, add 1 new verse in/week.

*week 1*

Blow bellows blow
Set the sparks aglow
For Sindri of swarheim
The shaper of swords
Is molding and making
Gifts for the gods

*week 2*

Blow bellows blow
Set the sparks aglow
A ring of red god
For the master of men
A board with bright bristles
For Frey and his friends
But Thunder Thor
Needs weapons of war

*week 3*

Blow bellows blow
Set the sparks aglow
Fierce and fiery
Molten metals gleam like gold
Clash and clang of hefty hammers
In the hands of sweltering smiths

“The Sun with Loving Light” (exact title & author, unknown)

The sun with loving light
Makes bright for me each day

The soul with spirit power
Gives strength unto my limbs

In sunlight shining clear
I reverence, O God

The strength of human kind
Which though so graciously

Has planted in my soul
That I with all my might

May love to work and learn
From thee come light and strength
To thee rise love and thanks

“Up to the Ceiling”, (exact title & author, unknown)

Up to the ceiling (raise both arms up towards ceiling)
Down to the floor (reach both arms down towards floor)
Left to the window (reach arms, bending body as well, towards left)
Right to the door (reach arms, bending body as well, towards right)

This is my right hand (wave right hand)
Raise it up high (raise right hand up high)
This is my left hand (wave left hand)
Reach for the sky (raise left hand up high)

Right hand (life right hand), left hand (lift left hand)
Twirl them all around (wave/twirl both hands around)
Left hand (lift left hand), right hand (lift right hand)
Pound, pound, pound (make fist with hands and pound together)

“January Brings the Snow” (exact title & author, unknown)
January brings the snow,
Makes our feet and fingers glow.

February brings the rain,
Thaws the frozen lake again.

March brings breezes sharp and shrill,
Shakes the dancing daffodil.

April brings the primrose sweet,
Scatters daisies at our feet.

May brings flocks of pretty lambs,
Skipping by their fleecy dams.

June brings tulips, lilies, roses,
Fills the children's hands with posies.

Hot July brings cooling showers,
Apricots and gillyflowers.

August brings the sheaves of corn,
Then the harvest home is borne.

Warm September brings the fruit,
Sportsmen then begin to shoot.

Fresh October brings the pheasant,
Then to gather nuts is pleasant.

Grey November brings the blast,
Then the leaves go whirling past.

Chill December brings the sleet,
Roaring fire and Christmas treat.


“Warm Our Hearts” (exact title & author, unknown)
Warm our hearts, o sun, and give
Light that we may daily live
Growing as we ought to be
True and good and strong and free