Green Apple's Blush: Physics Readings for Younger Students....

Sunday, July 10, 2011

Physics Readings for Younger Students....

Following are some books that we used for physics study in fourth grade. Some of these are simpler and can be read alone easily by even younger kids. Some would be better as read alouds (such as the Asimov books, perhaps).

Year 4 Physics Books:

Astrophysics:

Stephen Hawking, Harry Henderson
Light, Gallimard Jeunesse, et al
Fires in the Sky: The Birth and Death of Stars, Roy Gallant

Biophysics:

Big Bang, Heather Comper, et al

Gravitation:

The Science Book of Gravity, Neil Ardley
Motion and Gravity, Jeanne Bendick
Gravity is a Mystery, Franklyn Branley
Which Way is Up? Gail Haines

Force and Energy:

Energy and Forces, Neil Ardley
Making Things Move, Neil Ardley
Force and Machines, Terry Jennings
The Forces With You, Tom Johnson
The Science of a Spring, John Stringer

Nuclear Energy:

How Did We Find Out About Nuclear Power? Isaac Asimov
Inside the Atom, Isaac Asimov
Atomic Energy, Irving Adler
Quarks and Sparks: The Story of Nuclear Power, J.S. Kidd

Geophysics:

Earth: Origin and Evolution, Anna Alessandrello

Magnetism:

What Magnets Can Do, Allan Fowler
Electricity and Magnetism, Maria Gordon
Magnetism: What it is and how Man has used it From Ancient Times to the Present, Raymond Holden
Magnets and Generators, Peter Lafferty

Quantum Theory: Relativity:

The Ideas of Einstein, David Fisher
Albert Einstein and Relativity, Steve Parker
Relativity: From Einstein to Black Holes, Gerald Tauber
It’s All Relative, Necia Aptel

Matter:

Solids and Liquids and Gases: From Super-conductors to the Ozone Layer, Melvin Berger
Atoms and Elements, David Bradley
What is the World Made Of? All About Solids, Liquids and Gases, Kathleen Zoehfeld
Changing Things, Robin Kerrod

Motion:

Why Doesn’t the Earth Fall Up? And Other not Such Dumb Questions About Motion, Vicki Cobb

Acoustics:

The Science Book of Sound, Neil Ardley
Sound Waves to Music, Neil Ardley
The Science of Music, Melvin Berger

Mechanics:

Push and Pull, Jack Challoner
Windmills, Bridges and Old Machines: Discovering our Industrial Past, David Weitzman
Ancient Machines: From Wedges to Waterwheels, Michael Woods
It Works Like This: A Collection of Machines From Nature and Science Magazine, Thomas Aylesworth, ed.

Heat:

Hot and Cold, Irving Adler
Heat and Drought, Lionel Bender

Light:

The Science of a Light Bulb, Neville Evans
The Light Bulb, Joseph Wallace
The Story of Light, Irving Adler
Light and Sound, Jonathan Allday
Light and Color, L.W. Anderson
Light, Neil Ardley
Day Light, Night Light: Where Light Comes From, Franklyn Branley
Prisms and Lenses, Jerome Meyer
Rainbows and Lasers, Kathryn Whyman

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The Planting of the Apple Tree, William Cullen Bryant

Come, let us plant the apple-tree.
Cleave the tough greensward with the spade;
Wide let its hollow bed be made;
There gently lay the roots, and there
Sift the dark mould with kindly care,
And press it o'er them tenderly,
As, round the sleeping infant's feet,
We softly fold the cradle-sheet;
So plant we the apple-tree.

What plant we in this apple-tree?
Buds, which the breath of summer days
Shall lengthen into leafy sprays;
Boughs where the thrush, with crimson breast,
Shall haunt and sing and hide her nest;
We plant, upon the sunny lea,
A shadow for the noontide hour,
A shelter from the summer shower,
When we plant the apple-tree.

What plant we in this apple-tree?
Sweets for a hundred flowery springs
To load the May-wind's restless wings,
When, from the orchard-row, he pours
Its fragrance through our open doors;
A world of blossoms for the bee,
Flowers for the sick girl's silent room,
For the glad infant sprigs of bloom,
We plant with the apple-tree.

What plant we in this apple-tree?
Fruits that shall swell in sunny June,
And redden in the August noon,
And drop, when gentle airs come by,
That fan the blue September sky,
While children come, with cries of glee,
And seek them where the fragrant grass
Betrays their bed to those who pass,
At the foot of the apple-tree.

And when, above this apple-tree,
The winter stars are quivering bright,
And winds go howling through the night,
Girls, whose young eyes o'erflow with mirth,
Shall peel its fruit by cottage-hearth,
And guests in prouder homes shall see,
Heaped with the grape of Cintra's vine
And golden orange of the line,
The fruit of the apple-tree.

The fruitage of this apple-tree
Winds and our flag of stripe and star
Shall bear to coasts that lie afar,
Where men shall wonder at the view,
And ask in what fair groves they grew;
And sojourners beyond the sea
Shall think of childhood's careless day,
And long, long hours of summer play,
In the shade of the apple-tree.

Each year shall give this apple-tree
A broader flush of roseate bloom,
A deeper maze of verdurous gloom,
And loosen, when the frost-clouds lower,
The crisp brown leaves in thicker shower.
The years shall come and pass, but we
Shall hear no longer, where we lie,
The summer's songs, the autumn's sigh,
In the boughs of the apple-tree.

And time shall waste this apple-tree.
Oh, when its aged branches throw
Thin shadows on the ground below,
Shall fraud and force and iron will
Oppress the weak and helpless still?
What shall the tasks of mercy be,
Amid the toils, the strifes, the tears
Of those who live when length of years
Is wasting this little apple-tree?

"Who planted this old apple-tree?"
The children of that distant day
Thus to some aged man shall say;
And, gazing on its mossy stem,
The gray-haired man shall answer them:
"A poet of the land was he,
Born in the rude but good old times;
'Tis said he made some quaint old rhymes,
On planting the apple-tree."