Welcome, 6th grade researchers! Use this page to help you with your research on topics featured in Sharon Creech's heartwarming novel, Walk Two Moons.
Video created by Leslie Hermann.
Use the resources on this page to find information about the topic you are researching. See your teachers with questions about the assignment. If you need help finding information, please come to the library or email your librarian, Ms. Persyn.
More information will be posted here as I get it from your teachers.
Encyclopedias are a good starting point for most research that you will conduct at the Junior School. These reliable sources will offer you a concise overview of your topic, and direct you to other trustworthy resources for additional information. Click the links below to explore your topic. After reading the article be sure to click on the tabs that direct you to additional information. Try searching them both and comparing what they have to offer. Let me know your favorite by voting in the poll below (after you explore them).
Sometimes the information you need cannot be found in an encyclopedia. Below you will find links to websites that might be helpful. Remember to think critically and evaluate websites when gathering information. You want to make sure that the information is published by a reliable source, updated with current information, and is accurate and unbiased.
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The Tide Rises, the Tide Falls Henry Wadsworth Longfellow The tide rises, the tide falls,
The twilight darkens, the curlew calls;
Along the sea-sands damp and brown
The traveller hastens toward the town,
And the tide rises, the tide falls.
Darkness settles on roofs and walls,
But the sea, the sea in the darkness calls;
The little waves, with their soft, white hands,
Efface the footprints in the sands,
And the tide rises, the tide falls.
The morning breaks; the steeds in their stalls
Stamp and neigh, as the hostler calls;
The day returns, but nevermore
Returns the traveller to the shore,
And the tide rises, the tide falls.
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