Industrial Arts for Elementary SchoolsMacmillan, 1923 - 491 σελίδες This book begins with an exposition of principles for the organization and teaching of industrial arts in elementary schools, and continues with examples of how these principles are applied, with lesson suggestions and objectives. Some activities are constructive, some are investigative, and some are appreciative, but all involve participation. All exercises are a means of awakening intellectual inquiry, giving meaning and values, cultivating appreciations, and leading to further interests. Aided by observation, experimentation, and reading, children should not only acquire useful information, but develop their ability to see projects to a successful conclusion, while seeing tangible results for their efforts. Designed for teachers, the lessons are adaptable to many types of school settings. |
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Industrial Arts for Elementary Schools Frederick Gordon Bonser,Lois Coffey Mossman Πλήρης προβολή - 1923 |
Industrial Arts for Elementary Schools Frederick Gordon Bonser,Lois Coffey Mossman Πλήρης προβολή - 1923 |
Industrial Arts for Elementary Schools Frederick Gordon Bonser,Lois Coffey Mossman Προβολή αποσπασμάτων - 1935 |
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Σελίδα 393 - I AM THE PRINTING PRESS Written by ROBERT H. DAVIS for R. Hoe & Co. I AM the printing press, born of the mother earth. My heart is of steel, my limbs are of iron, and my fingers are of brass. I sing the songs of the world, the oratorios of history, the symphonies of all time.
Σελίδα 393 - I make the human heart beat with passion or tenderness. I stir the pulse of nations, and make brave men do braver deeds and soldiers die. I inspire the midnight toiler, weary at his loom, to lift his head again and gaze, with fearlessness, into the vast beyond, seeking the consolation of a hope eternal. When I speak a myriad people listen to my voice. The Saxon, the Latin, the Celt, the Hun, the Slav, the Hindu, all comprehend me. I am the tireless clarion of the news. I cry your joys and sorrows...
Σελίδα 177 - Have you forgotten the left-breast knock When you bagged the bee in the hollyhock; And the angry burr of an ancient clock, All ready to strike, came out of the mill, Where, covered with meal, the rogue was still, Till it made your thumb and finger thrill ? It is one, two, three — the roll is caught ; 'Tis a backward step and the thread is taut ; A hurry of wheel and the roll is wrought ! 'Tis one, two, three, and the yarn runs on, And the spindle shapes like a white-pine cone, As even and still...
Σελίδα 393 - I am the tireless clarion of the news. I cry your joys and sorrows every hour. I fill the dullard's mind with thoughts uplifting. I am light, knowledge and power. I epitomize the conquests of mind over matter. I am the record of all things mankind has achieved. My offspring comes to you in the candle's glow, amid the dim lamps of poverty, the splendor of riches; at sunrise, at high noon, and in the waning evening. I am the laughter and tears of the world, and I shall never die until all things return...
Σελίδα 393 - I am the printing press, born of the mother earth. My heart is of steel, my limbs are of iron, and my fingers are of brass. I sing the songs of the world, the oratorios of history, the symphonies of all time. I am the voice of today, the herald of tomorrow. I weave into the warp of the past the woof of the future. I tell the stories of peace and war alike. I make the human heart beat with passion or tenderness. I stir the pulse of nations, and make brave men do brave deeds and soldiers die.
Σελίδα 45 - I see by little and little more of what is to be done, and how it is to be done, should I ever be able to do it. On my soul, there should be some reward for that continual agonie ennuyeuse.
Σελίδα 5 - As a subject for educative purposes, industrial arts is a study of the changes made by man in the forms of materials to increase their values and of the problems of life related to these changes.
Σελίδα 386 - And there, among the shadows, bent Above one ponderous folio, With whose miraculous text were blent Seraphic faces : Angels, crowned With rings of melting amethyst; Mute, patient Martyrs, cruelly bound To blazing fagots ; here and there, Some bold, serene Evangelist, Or Mary in her sunny hair; And here and there from out the words A brilliant tropic bird took flight; And through the margins many a vine Went wandering — roses, red and white, Tulip, wind-flower, and columbine Blossomed.
Σελίδα 6 - The materials, processes, conditions of "production, and the purchase and use of the products of the more important industries may be studied for the values which such study affords in one's everyday life, regardless of his occupation. Such a study of industrial arts, we describe as ' general.' To realize its purposes, we make no attempt to develop any considerable degree of skill in any of the several industries studied. Productive skill is not included in its purposes as it is in vocational education....
Σελίδα 315 - The other with never slackening speed Turning his swift wheel round. Silent we stood beside him there, Watching the restless knee, Till my friend said low, in pitying voice, . ""How tired his foot must be...