Friday, December 11, 2015

Snowflake Bentley, by Jacqueline Briggs Martin

Snowflake Bentley grew up in Vermont, where the average snowfall each year was 10 feet.  He liked snow.  So he would stay out in the snow and try to look at it through a microscope.  He tried to draw the shapes of the snowflakes.  They all melted before he could.  He found a camera in a magazine that had a microscope on it.  He said to his parents, "If I could get this, I'd be able to get pictures of snow."  Finally, when he was 17 his parents spent their savings and bought it for him.  Then he took pictures, and most of them didn't work.  Finally one year he got it to work.  He took lots of pictures of snow.  He showed them to his friends and family and gave them to them for birthdays and stuff.  Some people laughed at Wilson Bentley and some people thought he had a great work.  One year his book was published when he was 66 years old.  Less than a month later, he went on a walk to take some pictures of snow.  On the way home he got sick.  Two weeks later he died of pneumonia.  He left the world knowing about snow and about snowflakes.
I liked how he kept trying even if it didn't work.

Thursday, December 10, 2015

Good King Wenceslas

December 10, 2015

When Wenceslas was 13 his father died.  So he went to live with his grandma.  His grandma taught him to be a Christian.  His mom didn't like what the grandma was teaching him because she was another religion, so she arranged for the grandma to be strangled.  Someone found out about it and she was banished.  When Wenceslas was the king, he brought her back into his castle.  He forgave her.  He was a good king.  He helped people.  He bought slaves and set them free.  One night he saw a poor man gathering wood for his fire.  He asked his squire where the man lived.  The squire said that he lived by a fence and so he said to gather wood and food to bring to the man.  As they were going along the squire's feet got cold and tired.  So Wenceslas said to walk in his footsteps.  They found the man and gave him the food and the wood and went back to the castle.  Wenceslas' brother invited him to a party and people said that he was probably plotting against him, but Wenceslas said no.  When he got to the party his brother hit him with his sword, but he forgave him.  As he was going away a whole bunch of people got him and killed him.  They thought he was too nice to be a king.  He is remembered for his kindness.