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T Words Beginning Middle Ending
T Words Beginning Middle Ending
towel feet
turtle beauty get
team better sit
take city right
tall butter not
tired telephone
turkey tortilla
turtle typical
Medial T by syllables
2 3 4 5
Syllable Syllable Syllable Syllable
batter attitude alligator denominator
cheetah excited
educator refrigerator
daughter fairy tale
elevator saltwater taffy
eating forgotten
escalator
guitar hospital
hotter Jupiter
thermometer
kitten photograph
United States
lettuce potato
vegetables
photos Saturday
written visitor
water safety
Final T by syllables
2 3 4
Syllable Syllable Syllable
about accurate accelerate
forget educate
grapefruit hibernate
jacket incomplete
minute laundromat
peanut riverboat
quiet substitute
rabbit thermostat
toilet violet
Initial T Phrases and Sentences
dining table They had dinner at the table.
eighteen years old She was happy when she turned eighteen.
fishing boat They went out on the boat for a day of fishing.
sit down She would sit and wait every day for the bus.
Growing up in Texas can be hot in the summertime. Our family likes to get
milkshakes to cool off. Tonight our family is going to get Texas toast, tacos,
and milkshake's at "Terry's Taco House".My dad came home from work last
night and said he was craving a taco from Terry's. It is the most terrific taco
place in town.
Everyone will get a taco except for my sister Tia, she will probably get a
hamburger. Don't get me wrong, Terry's makes good hamburgers, but their
tacos taste much better in my opinion. Tia just isn't a big taco fan.
Most of the time she would rather find an exit than eat a taco. But when she
wants a taco, she gets really excited about it. She is like my dad. Dad doesn't
want to eat tacos very often. But when he does, move out of his way because
he will run faster than a cheetah to get a taco.
When we go to Terry's tonight, I will find us a table by the window. Terry's
restaurant sits right next to a busy street and I like to watch different things
that happen while we eat our tacos. I've watched people change their car
tires, drive with towels on top of their car, and find a turtle in the grass.
I always look forward to being together with my family and eating at Terry's. It
is fun.
Teaching Dreams
So far my list of things I want to teach about include: Jupiter and planets,
writing fairy tales, growing potatoes and tomatoes, playing tennis, boat safety,
and working in a hospital. Last week our class learned about alligators - this
made me want to teach about animals. Then this week, I have learned about
tools and building and that makes me want to teach about construction.
My mom also asked me if I would like to learn to play the guitar a few days
ago.
"Of course I do. I want to learn everything so I can teach anything," I said. I
tell my parents about how cool teaching is all the time. They won't tell me, but
I think they get tired hearing about all of the different things I want to teach
about.
They tell me I should definitely become a teacher if I love it so much. My plan
is to teach high school classes in six different subject areas. I am starting to
prepare now by learning as much as I can. I read a ton. I do a lot of
interviewing too. Asking people what they do has taught me so much about
things I can teach.
Teacher Trouble
I took her coat and hat at the door and timidly showed her into the dining
room to meet my dad, Tom. He stood up so quickly that he knocked his
calculator and notebook off his lap and onto the carpet. He shook her hand
and said, "Well now aren't you as pretty as a parrot. I'm sure my son is as bad
as two - no ten, tigers in your classroom." And at that, I started choking on the
peanuts I had taken from my pocket and stuffed in my mouth so I wouldn't
have to talk.
I ran to the bathroom as quick as a cheetah and spit the peanuts into the tub.
I was trying to wash them down with water, but I was still choking. There were
tears in my eyes and my tummy started to turn. I turned around and spit the
rest of the peanuts into the toilet. I quickly used some toothpaste to brush up
and a tissue to wipe my face. I returned to the dining room and took my seat.
Then the rest of the disaster happened.
My mom served tortillas filled with turkey, potatoes, lettuce, and butter. My
teacher ate them with her tongue half-way out. I don't think she liked them.
And for dessert we had what my mom calls, fruit tacos - fruit in a hard tortilla
shell topped with tangerine syrup and fried in butter. They were actually pretty
good. But on the last bite, my teacher turned green, swayed a little and fell on
the floor.
We called the hospital and they came and got her. I took her coat and hat and
laid them on top of her as they wheeled her out on a stretcher. I did not want
anything left behind to remember this awful night when we had my teacher
over for dinner.