Day 4 of my advent calendar of simple #H5P examples, in. Glow Blogs. A wee game for primary school pupils every day till Christmas.
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Advent in Glow Blogs⤴
from John @ news – Glow Blog Help
A couple of example sites both have a different primary age activities published every day.
Advent – Some H5P games and fun for Christmas
This site provides some simple examples of H5P content in Glow Blogs.
A little bit of fun every day in December for primary classes and examples of using H5P activities.
Another Glow Blogs Advent Calendar this one with a variety of activities & links. This one uses the Draw Attention plugin to make the calendar.
Both sites have descriptions of how they were made.
Of course you can use the same approach to ‘release’ activities and information on any schedule.
More information, instructions and examples for H5P on the H5P examples site and the draw attention plugin site
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Another Advent⤴
from Christine McIntosh @ blethers
Another Advent
For Andy, who suggested the possibility.
From the darkness that returns
each year we sing our plaintive songand ask that God will come again
and fill our lives with what we know
and hardly know is all we need.
The fire burns low, the night is long,
and yet we feel in some way held
within the circle of this flame
that still we tend with anxious care
in some place hidden from the eyes
that mock and laugh and turn away
with restless ease towards their end.
The world too turns, and we await
the power that fills our life with light
and let our alleluias ring
within the darkness of the earth.
C.M.M. 12/17
Waiting for the dawn⤴
from Christine McIntosh @ blethers
The longest night is very close now. The dark comes before we know it, and lasts so long. On these western fringes our fires burn small – pinpricks of light in the wide darkness. The warmth of summer, the plenty of autumn – these are memories. Food is hoarded against the midwinter feasting, and after that we will hunger a little.
If we look to the north, we see only the night. Further west there is the wide restless sea – and nothing. In the southern sky, there is a bright star with a lesser in attendance. But it is to the east that we look, the eastern sky where the rim of light will grow, the distant lands where, long ago already, something wonderful happened. More wonderful still: it happens again and again, coming to assuage our darkness at the year’s turning, bringing light to the hidden places of our hearts, promising us that we have not been forgotten.
It is dark now, but it will be light. The child will bring it. Come, Lord Jesus.
Taking Advent seriously⤴
from Christine McIntosh @ blethers
ADVENT PROSE REVISITED
Rend the heavens, come quickly down –
Can we mean it? In the dark
to ask the God to come like this
would have us tremble at the presence
sought that Sunday as we sang.
Behold, thou wast angry and we sinned –
dear God, we try, we know our sin,
we see too clearly where we are.
The veiled women weep, the bomb
explodes on distant soil:
we worry lest our own are there,
care less about the ruined lives
among the debris of our wars.
All our deeds are like a polluted garment -
hung about us in the cold
as if we fear our nakedness,
would do anything to hide.
The child dies at the hands of those
whose task is care and love
while we, appalled, avert our eyes
from innocence betrayed.
We all fade like a leaf
and our iniquities, like the wind, take us away –
light little things in the face of creation
and yet, and yet …
Lord, we continue. You have never
swept us from the face of earth.
We love and beget and children
lovely children, innocent and clean
come naked into the world
in your eternal promise of what can be.
Your Son will come, again, again
and we have hope, another chance
to use your world in precious ways
to hold your people to your face.
As tiny fingers clasp round ours
we reach into the dark and feel
the strength of love enfolding us.
The heavens are rent as if a cloud
were parted at the end of rain
and light will come too bright to tell –
we sing again. Come, Lord, and soon.
©C.M.M
I wrote this some time ago at this point in the year. Sadly, the world that I linked to the words of the Advent Prose has, if anything, become a sadder place - and one very much in need of the promises of hope.