Apples
*An apple is a fruit.
*An apple grows on a tree.
*Apples have five parts: seed, core, meat, skin, and stem.
*Apples can be green, yellow, or red.
*Apples are called the"king of the fruits"
*An apple seed can grow into a tree.
*Apples can make apple butter, applesauce, apple jelly, apple vinegar, apple juice, apple pie, and apple cider.
*Words to describe an apple: juicy, crunchy, sweet, small, hard, delicious, round, red, green
Ask the children to complete the following sentences using their senses:
* Apples feel ____________.
* Apples look like _________.
* Apples smell _____________.
* Appples sounds like ________.
* Apples taste ____________.
Ask each child to bring an apple to school.
Sequence apples from largest to smallest.
Weight several apples.
Count the apples.
Sort the apples according to size, color, etc.
Graph the students' favorite type of apple.
Read several stories about apples over the course of the unit. Help the students to start and write a story of their own as a class. Write the story on chart paper (or on an overhead projector) so that all of the student can see. Allow the students to have a turn to add to the story. Encourage all of the students to participate and value all ideas that they give.
When the class gets restless, take a break by singing one of the apple songs.(at the bottom of the page)
Write a predictable sentence about apples. ("Apples are..") Let the children each complete the sentence with a descriptive word (red, delicious, round, etc.).
Once upon a time there was a little boy who was tired of all his toys and tired of all his picture books and tired of all his play. "What shall I do?" he asked his mother, and his mother who always knew beautiful things for little boys to do said, "You shall go on a journey and find a little red house with no doors adn with a star inside."
Then the little boy's eyes grew big with wonder. "Which way shall I go," he asked, "to find a little red house with no doors and a star inside?"
"Down the lane and past the farmer's house and over the hill," said his mother. "Come back as soon as you can and tell me all about your journey." So the little boy started out. He had not walked very far down the lane when he came to a merry little girl dancing along in the sunshine. "do you know where I shall find a little red house with no doors, and a star inside?" the little boy asked her.
The little girl laughed. "Ask my father, the farmer," she said. So the little boy went where the farmer himself stood in the doorway looking out over the pastures and grainfields.
"So you know where I shall find a little red house with no doors, and a star inside?" asked the boy of the farmer.
The farmer laughed too. "I've lived a great many years and I never saw one," he chucked, "but ask Granny who lives at the foot of the hill. She knows how to make popcorn balls and red mittens. Perhaps she can direct you to it."
So the little boy went on farther still until he came to the place where Granny was sitting and knitting. "Please, Granny, do you know where I can find a little red house with no doors, and a star inside?
Granny laughed a little and then said, "I should like to find that little house myself. It would be warm when the frosty nights come and the starlight would be prettier than a candle. But ask the wind who blows about so much and listens at all the shimneys. Perhaps the wind can direct you to the little house."
So the little boy took off up the hill. He called to the wind and finally the wind pushed him down to the end of a trail, into a beautiful garden. At the end of the garden was a lovely tree. The boy looked down and saw several large red apples.
(Tell the story. Then cut the apple that has been placed near the story area. To reveal the star, cut the apple into top and bottom halves by cutting across the apple at a point about midway between its top and bottom.)
Songs to use with this unit
"Apples Off My Tree"(to the tune of "Skip to My Lou")
Pick some apples off my tree,
Pick some apples off my tree,
Pick some apples off my tree,
Pick them all for you and me.
"My Apple Tree" (to the tune of "The Muffin Man")
Did you ever see my apple tree,
Did you ever see my apple tree,
Did you ever see my apple tree,
Full of apples red?
Apple (to the tune of "Bingo")
I know a fruit that grows on trees,
And apple is its name, oh!
A P P L E
A P P L E
A P P L E
And apple is its name, oh!
Apple Poem by Helen H. Moore
Apples, apples, what a treat,
Sweet and tart and good to eat.
Apples green and apples red,
Hang from branches overhead.
And when they ripen, down they drop,
So we can taste our apple crop.
