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Nina, mami de

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Anina_n spune:

23.05.2002--- Bianca Maria --- cori
24.05.2002--- Liviu Adrian --- LUCIA MIRELA

Bianca Maria
Sa cresti sanatoasa si voioasa !
Felicitari, cori !
Sa va traiasca si sa va incante mereu sufeltele, zana voastra !

Liviu Adrian
Sa cresti sanatos si voios, alaturi de parintii tai care te iubesc mult de tot !
Petrecere frumoasa si daruri pe masura !
Felicitari, Lucia !
Sa va traiasca si sa va umple mereu sufletele de bucurie, printisorul vostru !

Nina, mami de

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light spune:

Multumesc mult Anina!Casa ni s-a umplut deja de masini noi pe care le-a primit la tzara, duminica si a mai primit si azi una de la o vecina. In timp ce se juca cu ea, suna la telefon mamaia sa il felicite. Eu ii soptesc sa zica "multumesc" si el ce credeti ca zice: "Multumesc mamaie ca am o masina pe care mi-a cumpart-o Ionela"mama Lucia si Liviu minunea (24.05.2002) www.desprecopii.com/forum/topic.asp?TOPIC_ID=41618" target="_blank">Povestea-nasterii Micul meu Picasso - mai 2005

Raluca spune:

La multi ani, Liviu !!!! Sa ai parte de o viata cat mai frumoasa!

Raluca mama Ilincai de 3 ani

Gabbriela spune:

1. Wibbly, Woobly, Woo
Wibbly, Woobly, Wee, do you have a big smile for me? (toti zambesc pt invatatoare)
Wibbly, Woobly, Woo, I have a big smile for you (si ei zambesc toti)
Wibbly, Woobly, Wulian, I have a big smile for Julian (aici fiecare copil trebuie sa isi auda numele, prima data prima litera din nume se inlocuieste cu W si dupaia se pronunta numele correct “toti zambesc pt Julian”)
… … …
Wibbly, Woobly, Woo I have a big smile for ALL of you! (si toti isi zambesc unu la altul)

2. Open Shut them, Open Shut them
Open Shut them, Open Shut them (inched si deschid pumni)
Give a little clap (ei bat din palme)
Open Shut them, Open Shut them (inched si deschid pumni)
Lay them in your lap (le ajeaza frumos in poala)
Creep them, creep them, creep them, creep them (urca cu degetele in sus … pana la nas)
Right up to your nose,
Creep them, creep them, creep them, creep them (coboara cu degetele in jos … pan ala degete la picioare)
Right down to your toes
Creep them, creep them, creep them, creep them (urca cu degetele in sus … pana la obraji)
Right up to your cheeks
Open up your little eyes (isi acopera ochii cu mainile … dupaia striga Peek – A – Boo si ii descopera ochii)
And give a litlle Peek-A-Boo!

3. Wheels on the Bus
1.The wheels on the bus go round and round,
round and round, round and round. (invart mainile ca si cum ar fi “morisca”)
The wheels on the bus go round and round,
all through the town. (unesc palmele una langa alta si inainteaza formand mici curbe)

2.The wipers on the bus go Swish, swish, swish;
Swish, swish, swish; Swish, swish, swish. (tin mainile ca doua “stergatoare” si le misca spre stanga si dreapta)
The wipers on the bus go Swish, swish, swish,
all through the town. (unesc palmele una langa alta si inainteaza formand mici curbe)

3.The horn on the bus goes Beep, beep, beep;
Beep, beep, beep; Beep, beep, beep. (tin un pum inchis si cu mana cealalta dau in el ca si cum ar clanxona)
The horn on the bus goes Beep, beep, beep,
all through the town.. (unesc palmele una langa alta si inainteaza formand mici curbe)

4.The money on the bus goes, Clink, clink, clink;
Clink, clink, clink; Clink, clink, clink. (misca o mana ca sicum ar avea un saculet uc banuti care suna)
The money on the bus goes, Clink, clink, clink,
all through the town. (unesc palmele una langa alta si inainteaza formand mici curbe)

5.The Driver on the bus says "Move on back,
move on back, move on back;" (inched pumnul, ridica degetul mare sus, duce mana din fata spre spate)
The Driver on the bus says "Move on back",
all through the town. (unesc palmele una langa alta si inainteaza formand mici curbe)

6.The baby on the bus says "Wah, wah, wah;
Wah, wah, wah; Wah, wah, wah". (imita un bebe cum plange punand mainile la ochii)
The baby on the bus says "Wah, wah, wah",
all through the town. (unesc palmele una langa alta si inainteaza formand mici curbe)

7.The mommy on the bus says "Shush, shush, shush;
Shush, shush, shush; Shush, shush, shush." (pune un degete la gura “shush”)
The mommy on the bus says "Shush, shush, shush"
all through the town. (unesc palmele una langa alta si inainteaza formand mici curbe)

Substitute these also:
The doors on the bus go open and shut. (imita cum deshid si inched o usa)
The bell on the bus goes ding-ding-ding. (cum suna un clopotel)
The lady on the bus says, "Get off my feet"... (arata cu mana sa se dea jos de pe piciorul ei)
The people on the bus say, "We had a nice ride"... (semnul de OK cu mana)
"Your name" on the bus says Let Me Off! (semnul de a cobora )

Note:
La fiecare vers se pot gasi gesture care sa imite cuvintele din vers…

4. Five Little Ducks
1.Five little ducks
Went out one day
Over the hill and far away
Mother duck said
"Quack, quack, quack, quack."
But only four little ducks came back.

2.Four little ducks
Went out one day
Over the hill and far away
Mother duck said
"Quack, quack, quack, quack."
But only three little ducks came back.

3.Three little ducks
Went out one day
Over the hill and far away
Mother duck said
"Quack, quack, quack, quack."
But only two little ducks came back.

4.Two little ducks
Went out one day
Over the hill and far away
Mother duck said
"Quack, quack, quack, quack."
But only one little duck came back.

5.One little duck
Went out one day
Over the hill and far away
Mother duck said
"Quack, quack, quack, quack."
But none of the five little ducks came back.

6.Sad mother duck
Went out one day
Over the hill and far away
The sad mother duck said
"Quack, quack, quack."
And all of the five little ducks came back.

Note:
Pe o manusa sunt 5 boboci de rata, o mam arata. Se imita cu mana semen cum merge peste dealuri, departe, cum mama zice quack quack, si dupaia se numara cate rate au venit inapoie, defiecare data dispare o ratusca. La ultima storfa apare tata cel viteaz si striga el quack si apar toate 5 ratuste inapoie …

5. Itsy Bitsy Spider
The Itsy Bitsy Spider went up in the water sport (arata cu degetele cum se urca paianjenul in sus)
Down came the rain and washed the spider out. (arata cum vine ploaia din cer si petrecand mainile una peste alta cum “spala” paianjenul)
Out came the sun, and dried up all the rain (arata cum se ridica soarele sus pe cer)
And the itsy bitsy Spider went up the sport again. (arata cu degetele cum se urca paianjenul in sus)

6. Bee Hive:
Here is the bee hive? (se tine pumnul inchis si cu un deget se arata spre el)
Where are the bees? (pumnul este incontinuare inchis si cealata mana are palma intinsa “ca si cum ar intreba prin gesturi”)
Hiding inside where nobody sees (se tine pumnul inchis si cu un deget se arata spre el)
Let’s can them out from inside the hive (cu un degete se face semnul de “hai aici”)
One, two, three, four, five! (se numara albinele)

7. Way up High:
1.Way up high in the apple tree (se incepe cu o intrebare “Unde cresc merele?” Si dupaia se canta versul si cu mainile intinse in sus se arata “sus in copac”)
Two red apples smiled down at me
I shook the tree just as hard as I could (se imita cum se scutura un copac)
And down came the apples, mmmm they were good (se misca o mana circular pe burtica, ca si cum merele au fost buneee)

2.two yellow bananas
3.two round oranges ….

Note:
Se inlocuieste pomul de mar cu babanier, cu pom de portocal, si fructele dealtfel.. aceleas miscari, aceleasi gesture.

Gabbriela & www.babiesonline.com/babies/j/julianleonardo/" target="_blank">Julian
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Gabbriela spune:

Buna ziua mamici si pitici,

24.05.2002--- Liviu Adrian --- LUCIA MIRELA

La Multi Ani Liviu, sa cresti mare, sanatos si sa ai o viata plina de bucuri si impliniri.
Lucia sa iti traiasca mandretea de baiat si sa va aduca multe bucuri si impliniri

Am facut ordine la cantecele si am explicat la fiecare cum se desfasoara "activitatile" asa ca am repostat o parte din ele car enu avea explicatie si am pus cateva noi. Sper sa va placa si astea.

La gradinita ieri a fost super, au cantat, dansat, jucat, au facut o oita, vedeti in albumul cu "opere de arte" de la semnatura, la sfarsit lea dat diploma la toti pt ca au terminat cursul cu mine.
Opera de arta Oita:
- o foaie pe care sunt desenate fata si urechile oiti
- o farfurie de carton
- vata sau lat material cara arata ca lana
- lipici, foarfeca, creioane colorade daca vor sa coloreze fata la oita

Se decupeaza fata de pe foaie si urechile si se lipesc pe adancitura farfuriei, pe margini se decoreaza cu vata sa dea imprsie de lana.
Eu am decupat, Julian a lipit fata, irechile si "lana".. am vrut sa il las sa taie si el dar era s aisi taie un degetel, tipa AUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU si continua sa apse cu foarfeca , abea l-am dezlipit de foarfeca asa incantat era de ea... aveti grija cu foarfecele si copii.

Va mai vedem luna viitoare in 6 sa va spunem cum a fost l agradinita, avem vacanta pana atunci....
PS: O sa mai intru sa va mai sc o data pe saptama poezi si cantecele... aaa povesti in eng doriti?

Pupici si multa sanatate la toata lumea

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sinzi_ana spune:

tocmai ce am venit de la timisoara si uite ce am patit...in seara asta david si-a spart capul in calorifer...am fost la urgenta sa ne coasa...a fost o experienta ingrozitoare, nu atat cazatura, cat reparatia...niste dr care nu dau 2 bani, a aruncat un ochi plictisit la copil si a lasat-o pe asistenta sa coasa...nu i-au facut anestezie si l-au cusut pe viu, pana sa imi dau eu seama si sa fac scandal deja era intepat si asistenta lega ata...cica e mai dureroasa injectia de anestezie decat intepatura...in fine...imi venea sa ii sparg fata...apoi i-a facut si antitetanosul si m-a trimis cu el sangerand la radiografie, care naiba stia pe unde e...am umblat ca bezmetica cu copilul pe hol cautand radiografia...alta spaima...era saracul David terorizat, in primul rand de asistentele si dr care nu il bagau in seama si nu ii explicau nimic si il chinuiau care mai de care si de ambambureala aia pe holuri...apoi a trebuit sa il asteptam vreo 30 de min pe maria sa neurochirurgul...care a spus ceva de genul "daca mai am inca 2 ca tine ies la pensie!!!" si eu de abia il calmasem pe david ca mergem sa vedem camila si dr i-a spus "camila pe dracu, unde camila la ora asta? pleci cand iti spun eu!!!" cum naiba sa nu urle copilul daca toata lumea cum il prindea cum il chinuia si nu se oboseau sa ii adreseze 2 cuvinte calme si dragute? I-am spus si eu cateva dr neurochirurg (usurele sa nu ma bage la nebuni) si s-a scuzat ca intentia lui era sa "enerveze" copilul sa vada daca are reactii normale...va vine sa credeti????
Doamne ce adunatura!!!!!
Bine ca acum e bine, sta linistit in patut, sa adoarma, comportamentul e normal, nu mai trage de pansament...

". A man should treat all creatures in the world as he himself would like to be treated.
Janism"

Sinzi si David
Poze de la intalneala mamicilor de Constanta si a bebeilor

light spune:

Sanzi chiar ca nu imi vine sa cred ce citesc. Fereasca Domnul sa ajungi sa ai nevoie de medici si de medicamente (care mai nou nu prea se mai gasesc)!mama Lucia si Liviu minunea (24.05.2002) www.desprecopii.com/forum/topic.asp?TOPIC_ID=41618" target="_blank">Povestea-nasterii Micul meu Picasso - mai 2005

gabi.i spune:

Sanzi ingrozitor, bine ca a-ti scapat si ca David este bine in rest eu cred ca oameni ca cei pe care i-ai intanlit la spital nu au ce cauta acolo dar suntem in Ro si asta este.
Gabbriela multumesc ,tot cam asa i-am explicat si eu Rebecai sper sa fi inteles.Si mai multumim o data pt.poieziile cu explicatii si daca nu este prea solicitant pt tine ne poti pune si povesti .Eu am salvat tot ce ai pus pana acum desi engleza mea este cam subtire .

Gabica mamica alaturi de Rebeca(11.12.2002) si Iustin(04.02.2005)
POZE

crig72 spune:

Va salutam si noi dupa ceva timp.Am fost plecate intr-o minivacanta de cateva zile la Timisoara la rude unde ne-am simtit foarte bine.Am calatorit cu Sanziana si David si timpul a trecut altfel.Singura nu as fi indraznit sa plec la un drum asa de lung.M-a intristat mult ce s-a intamplat cu David in seara asta dar e bine Sinzi ca s-a linistit.
La multi ani,sanatate si mult noroc pentru sarbatoriti!
Pupici de la noi si pe maine!
P.S abia astept sa citesc ce ati mai scris zilele astea.

Cristina si Mariuca
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Gabbriela spune:

Snow-White and Rose-Red

By: Jane Carruth

Illustrated by: Mary Dinsdale

Once upon a time there was a poor window that had a little cottage at the edge of a forest. Her greatest joy was tow rose trees, one white and the other red, which grew in a small patch of garden. She named her tow daughters after the rose trees, Snow-White and Rose-Red. Snow-White was quiet and gentle and helped a great deal in the house while Rose-Red was always gay and liked nothing better than to chase through the forest on sunny days.

But although the sisters were different, as sisters so often are, they were very close friends and were nearly always together. They had explored the forest so often that they were never afraid to go there on their own and sometimes the little rabbits would come and eat out of their hands.

In the summer, the girls would fill their basket with berries and talk to the shy little forest creatures. But in the winter, when the snow was on the ground, their mother would bolt the door and call them over to sit by the fire. Then, out would come her spectacles and Snow-White would give her the big book of stories and legend that they all loved. As they settled on a rug at their mother’s feet, their pet deer would lie down beside them just as if he, too, wanted to hear a story.

One night, as they sat together around the fire, there was a loud knock at the door. “Go quickly, Rose – Red,” said the mother, looking up from her book. “Some poor traveler must have lost his way in the snow.”

When Rose – Red opened the door, there was a huge black bear, who thrust his head forward and said, “Will you let me come in? I won’t do you any harm and I am nearly frozen to death.”

Rose – Red screamed in fright and tried to shut the door, but her mother called out, “Let the poor bear come in, Rose – Red. You heard what he said. We cannot turn away any living thing on a night like this.”

So Rose – Red opened the door wide and the bear stepped into the cottage. He stood on the mat, looking quite enormous in the tiny room. “Will one of you kindly brush the snow from my back?” he said. And, half-ashamed that she should have been so frightened, rose – Red did as he asked.

The Snow – White made a place for him beside the fire, and her mother said, “You may stay here as long as you want to. You are welcome to come as often as you wish during these hard cold months of winter.”

There was no more reading from the book of stories that night for although the bear said vary little, he allowed the girls to tug at his fu and pretend to roll him on his back. And, soon, even the timid deer was joining in the fun.

When it was time for bed, the widow said, “Stay here by the hearth where you will be nice and warm,” and the bear nodded in a friendly way before stretching himself out on the rug.

In the morning, when Rose – Red ran into kitchen, he was gone, but he returned the next evening and once again they spent a happy time together.

All through the cold winter, the bear never missed a night and the girls grew to look forward to the evening and to hearing his knock. But when spring came and the little birds welcomed Snow – White and Rose – Red into the forest with their songs, the bear said, “I must leave you now until winter comes again.”

“Where will you go?” Snow – White asked sadly, scarcely able to hide her tears. “We shall miss you so much.”

“Deep in the forest,” the bear told her. “My treasure lies hidden there and I must guard it. In the winter the ground is hard and the wicked dwarfs who would steal in cannot dig it up. But in the spring and summer the earth is soft and the dwarfs dig deep burrows and steal all they can lay their hands on.”

How sad Snow- White and Red – Rose were to see the bear go and as they watched him tort away, Snow – White said, “It won’t be the same now that he has gone.”

Some day later, their mother asked them to go into the forest and gather some wood. “You will enjoy the sunshine,” she said, “and perhaps it will help you to forget the bear.”

As the two girls wandered along the paths, searching for sticks, they were suddenly surprised to see an odd little man whose long white beard was caught in the branches of a tree.

“Look!” whispered Rose – Red, “the tree must have fallen and trapped that funny little man by his beard.”

The little man, his face all lined and wrinkled like a crab apple, was struggling desperately to free him self and when he caught sight of the girls, he screamed, “Fools! Idiots! Don’t stand gasping! Help me, can’t you?”

At this, the sisters bent down, took hold of the Dwarf’s tunic and began to pull. But no matter how they tugged and pulled they could not free him. At last Snow – White took a pair of small scissors out of her pocked. “It won’t hurt,” she said, and snip, snip, she cut off the end of his beard. “There!” she said, “Now you are free.”

If you thinking that the Dwarf was grateful, you couldn’t be more wrong. “Ruined! Ruined!” he screeched, hopping up and down holding his beard. “You’ve ruined my handsome white beard.” And with a fierce scowl, he ran to a sack, which was filled with gold, threw it over his shoulders and stumped off into the bushes.

“Well!” said Rose – Red. “What a horrid little man! I wish we had left him alone.”

“We had to help him,” said Snow – White. “But I think he might have thanked us. Let’s forget him and collect some wood.”

But the girls were to see the Dwarf again much sooner than they expected. The very next day they went down to the stream to feed the wild ducks, and there was again.

“It’s the Dwarf!” Snow – White whispered, taking her sister’s arm. “And he’s in trouble again.”

“So I see,” said Rose – Red, although she didn’t sound very sorry. “It looks as if he has been fishing and his beard has got tangled up in his line. Well, I don’t care. This time I refuse to help.”

But gentle Snow – White murmured, “I think we should try to get him free or else that huge fish at the end of his line is going to pull him right into the water.”

“Then he’ll get a soaking, that’s all,” said Rose – Red, rather heartlessly. The little man was in great danger of being pulled into the water, as she spoke, and he was now clinging desperately to some tall reeds. When he glanced up and saw the girls, the screamed, “Help! Help! Help me you – you idiots! Don’t stand there like stupid sheep. Do something”

Snow – White and Red – Rose did as he said. They ran to him, and Snow – White took hold of his tunic and pulled. What a tug of war it was for the big fish was pulling too, to get free! But no matter how hard she tugged and pulled she could not free the little man. His beautiful white beard was so tangled up with the fishing rod that nothing, it seemed, could move it.

“You know what you’re going to have to do,” said Rose-Red, as Snow-White, all out of breath sank to the ground. “You’re going to have to use your scissors again.”

“I suppose I must,” Snow-White said. And scrambling to her feet, she took out her scissors. Snip, snip, snip! Off came some more of the little man’s beard.

The Dwarf was almost speechless with rage when he saw part of his precious beard lying on the grass. “You’re spoiled my beard again!” he spluttered. “You did it on purpose!”

“We did not,” cried Rose-Red. But the little man, his face all red and wrinkled with hate, glared at her so hard that she stopped, feeling suddenly frightened. Then, without another word, he went to a big stone and picked up a sack that lay behind it. As he heaved it up to his shoulder, a handful of gleaming pearls fell out of it. Then he disappeared into the bushes.

Snow-White and Rose-Red said nothing of the unpleasant little Dwarf to their mother because they were afraid she might say they couldn’t go into the forest.

“It isn’t as if he could do us any real harm,” said Rose-Red as they talked about him. “He is just horrid and ungrateful.”

“I thinks he is wicked,” said Snow-White, with a shiver. “And what is he doing with the gold and pearls? I don’t believe they belong to him.”

They were still talking about the Dwarf when their mother came into the kitchen the next day and asked them to go down to the village to buy some needles and thread.

Pleased at the chance of doing something for her and going outdoors, Snow-White and Rose-Red ran off through the forest, for that was the shortest way to the village. While they were still among the trees, they notice a huge eagle soaring above their heads. Suddenly it swooped downwards and Rose-Red cried, “Oh dear, it must have seen something to eat. I hope it isn’t after one of our little rabbit friends.”

Then a familiar cry reached their ears: “Help! Help! Help me!”

“It’s the Dwarf!” Snow-White cried, and she began to run. “The eagle must be after little man.”

The girls rushed into a clearing in the forest just as the big bird dropped down on the Dwarf and was preparing to carry him off. With a cry of horror, Rose-Red grabbed the little man’s feet while her sister took hold of his beard. The eagle had no intention of giving up its prey to easily and the dwarf screamed in pain and terror as he was lifted off the ground. But the sisters hung on with all their strength until the bird gave up the struggle and flew away.

No sooner had the Dwarf recovered from his fright than he shook his fist angrily at Snow-White and Rose-Red. “Fools! Idiots!’ he shouted at them. “You have torn my coat. My head aches with the way you pulled at my beard. Couldn’t you take more care?” And he ran off, picking up a sack that lay half-hidden in the long grass.

“I don’t care,” said Snow-White. “I’m glad we saved him. Just imagine being carried off by an eagle!”

On their way back from the village, the sisters were surprised to come upon the little man again. Rose-Red pulled her sister behind a tree and they watched as he emptied one of his sacks on a flat stone. The precious stones shone like tiny stars in the bright sunlight and Snow-White let out a gasp of amazement.

The Dwarf whirled around immediately and saw them. “Spies! Robbers!” he shouted in sudden fury. “Be off with you!”

“We are nor spies and we don’t want anything from you,” said Rose-Red stepping out from behind the tree and facing the angry Dwarf. “So please don’t shout at us.”

“We have saved your life three times,” said Snow-White, joining her sister. “And you haven’t even thanked us.”

Her words sent the little man into such a rage that he began hopping up and down, shaking his fist, and shouting at them to leave him alone. No wonder he failed to see the huge back bear had come padding up behind him in his broad paw. When he found himself a prisoner, the Dwarf’s angry shouting changed to a pathetic whine.

“Spare me, Lord Bear,” he whimpered. “I meant no harm. Take these precious stones – they are worth a fortune. And take those stupid girls there. They’ll make you a much tastier meal than me.”

Snow-White and Rose-Red clung to each other in terror for they did not recognize the big black bear as their friend and playmate of the long winter evening.

Still holding the Dwarf in his paw, the bear turned to them, saying, “I am your friend. Don’t you know me?” As he spoke, he dropped his captive to the ground, killing him with a single blow from his great paw. Instantly, something strange and wonderful happened. In place of the bear stood a handsome young man, clothed in a suit of gold.

Snow-White and Rose-Red stared in amazement until the young man said, “The death of that wicked Dwarf has set me free from the spell he cast upon me. Out of greed he condemned me to wander through this forest in shape of bear so that he might rob me of my treasure. Now I am free and able to return to my father’s palace.”

“Will – will you not return first to our cottage?” said Snow-White shyly. “Our mother would love to see you.”

“Most certainly,” said the young Prince, “for there is something very important that I must ask her.”

Can you guess what it was? The Prince had long ago fallen in love with the gentle Snow-White and wished to ask her mother for permission to make her his wife. Of course this was gladly given. And after they were happily married, Snow-White told her sister and mother that she wanted them to live with her in the splendid palace. This they gladly consented to do, and great was the mother’s joy when the Prince himself planted two rose trees in the royal gardens, one white and the other red, just like the ones that had once bloomed in her tiny cottage garden.

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