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Question
Listen to the songs of birds. Say the words boy and bee. Listen to the b sound in -
| big | bubbles | bin | bag | blue | blow | black |
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Solution
Students speak the above words themselves.
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The Village Child My home is a house Near a wood I'd live in a street If I could! I do wish someone Lived near. There's no one to play with At all. The trees are so high And so tall: And I should be lonely For hours, Were it not for the birds And the flowers. |
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