Try this
Story: "The Little Pine
Tree"
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As you may know, I love stories for teaching children. They engage them, give context to the concepts of a class, and give them a springboard for creativity. This is a new one for me, and frankly I haven't used it yet; but I'm sharing it here anyway, along with my ideas for using it! It's a folktale that may be found in several versions. This telling of it is my own. |
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The Little Pine Tree (as told by Monica Dale) Once upon a time, a little pine tree lived in the woods. It didn’t have any leaves; instead, it had needles. One day, the little pine tree wished it had leaves like the other trees. "I don’t like needles,” cried the little pine tree. “All the other trees in the woods have pretty leaves, and I want leaves, too. I want leaves even better than theirs --I want gold leaves!" That night, when it became dark, the little tree went to sleep. A fairy came dancing by, did her magic, and gave the little pine tree gold leaves! The next morning, when the sun came up, the little tree woke up, rustled its branches, and discovered its new leaves of gold. It was so happy! “I am so pretty now!” exclaimed the tree. “There’s no other tree with gold leaves like mine!” A man came by with a bag, and saw the gold leaves. Thinking the leaves could make him rich, he plucked them all off of the tree, put them into his bag, and took them away. Then the little tree had no leaves at all. The poor little tree cried, "I don’t want gold leaves again. I wish I could have glass leaves instead." That night, when it became dark, the little tree went to sleep. The fairy came dancing by again, did her magic, and gave the little pine tree glass leaves! The next morning, when the sun came up, the little tree woke up, shook out its branches, and discovered its new leaves of glass! It was so happy! “I am so pretty now!” exclaimed the tree. “My glass leaves sparkle in the sunshine! And there’s no other tree with glass leaves like mine!” Just then, a strong wind came up. It blew and blew mightily. The glass leaves all fell from the tree and shattered on the ground. Again the little tree had no leaves. It felt very sad, and cried, "I don’t want gold leaves, and I don’t want glass leaves. I want green leaves, just like the other trees have. That night, when it became dark, the little tree went to sleep. The fairy came dancing by again, did her magic, and gave the little pine tree green leaves! The next morning, when the sun came up, the little tree woke up, swished its branches, and discovered its new green leaves! It was so happy! “I have glossy green leaves!” exclaimed the tree. “Now I'm just as beautiful as all the other trees!” A goat came by. The goat saw the green leaves on the little tree, and feeling hungry, ate up all the leaves. Again the little tree had no leaves. Then the little tree cried, "I don’t want any leaves. I don’t want gold leaves, glass leaves, or green leaves. I want my needles back again!” That night, when it became dark, the little tree went to sleep. The fairy came dancing by again, did her magic, and gave the little pine tree back its needles. The next morning, when the sun came up, the little tree woke up, stretched out its branches, and discovered it had its needles again. Then the little pine tree was very happy, and never again wished for leaves. |
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Separate Ideas
These suggest differentiation of sound
and movement qualities -- perhaps the glory of the new leaves is the
same each time, but different instruments, movements, and/or piano
improvisation could convey contrasts between the rude theft of the gold
leaves, the shrill shattering of the glass leaves, and the goat munching
the green leaves.
Music Concepts |
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