First Grade
Worksheets
The Apple Tree
I am a tree. Not just any tree. I am an apple tree.
In the winter, I sleep. I do not feel the cold.
The farmer comes while I sleep. He trims my branches. He does not want me to grow too tall. The farmer wants me to grow strong.
He wants me to grow wide. It will make picking apples easy.
The cold is good. I am in a deep sleep. I do not feel storms. The snow is a blanket for me.
Soon spring comes. The snow melts away. I begin to wake. The sap begins to run. It moves from my roots to my branches.
The buds begin to swell. Soon they open into leaves and flowers.
My flowers are white. They each have five petals. There are so many! They cover me like snow.
