Sight word hangman
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In Sight Words Hangman, children will play a sight words variation of the classic game of Hangman. A child will draw from a stack of flash cards and must read each word out loud to collect cards. But for every mistake, another body piece gets added to the Hangman!
You can play this game with your child, or two to four children can play each other, competing to see who can read the most words before the game ends.
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- Sight words flash cards
- Hangman board and body pieces
For cards, you can use a set of flash cards for your desired word list, in any size. Print out the Hangman game board and body pieces, preferably on thick card-stock paper, and cut out the body pieces shapes. Or use pencil and paper or chalk and chalkboard to draw your own Hangman “scaffold.”
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Put the Hangman board in front of the child, with the body pieces next to it. Shuffle the flash cards and put them in a face-down stack next to the board.
The child draws a card from the stack and reads the word out loud. If he can’t read the word correctly within a few seconds, go through our sight words correction procedure to review and reinforce the correct word. Because he missed the word, he moves the head piece into its place on the board. That flash card is returned to the bottom of the face-down stack of cards.
If he correctly reads and says the word, then he can move that flash card to a “keep” pile. Continue in this way, until all the body pieces have been added to the board.
Add the head, then the torso, then the two arms, and finally the two legs. That ends this first round of the game. The child can then count up the number of flash cards in his keep pile — that is his score.
As the child gets the hang of the game and knows the words better, challenge him to read the words faster and faster, until he can correctly read each word in one second or less.
Also challenge him to beat his own record in subsequent games, collecting more and more flash cards for his “keep” pile before the game ends.
NOTE: If you have multiple players, each one should have his own board and set of body pieces. The winner is the person with the most flash cards in his “keep” pile after everyone has put all their body pieces on their board.
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Cut some of the body pieces in two, giving the child more chances to make a mistake before the game ends.
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Start the game with the head and maybe the torso already on the board.
This gives the child fewer opportunities to make a mistake before the game ends.
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Q: Why can’t I just play traditional Hangman with my child, where she guesses individual letters?
A: The purpose of sight words instruction is to teach a child to recognize a whole word on sight. We have found that the best way to do this is with lots of repetition, seeing these words over and over. So playing the game with flash cards, seeing numerous whole words, is more effective sight words practice than a game focusing on just one word, one letter at a time.
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Sight Words Hangman on the App Store
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Playing with the Sight Words Hangman app gives your child an educational advantage over their peers. The Sight Words Hangman app utilizes 300 sightwords--the most commonly used words in the English language. Sight Words Hangman entertains and engages your child, while increasing their vocabulary, spelling and reading levels.
FEATURES:
- Professional voiceovers for clear and easy to understand words
- 2 difficulty levels to help kids build their confidence and also challenged them
- 30 Unique word lists to choose from
- Flashcards mode to help kids become more familiar with the words
- View historical results so you can see how your kids progressed
- Children hear & see the words
- Ad-free, No Social media / external link that take your kids out of the app
Sight Words Hangman is an application where your child learns the most frequently used English words without sounding the words out letter by letter.
The game is simple, utilizing touch screen operations, colorful and comical graphics to persuade your child to play and learn. Sight Words Hangman begins by ”Selecting a List”, and touching the word “Repeat” to listen to the word. The child hears and views the word then makes their selection by pressing on the word that they think is correct. If the child chooses the correct sight word, then they automatically advance to the next word. If the child guesses the incorrect word, a body part of the hangman shows up on the screen and then the child is given 5 more opportunities to guess the correct answer. If the child would like to hear the sight word again, they can press the “repeat” button to hear the word again and pick another answer. The child can see their score at the end of the game so they can try to improve their score the next time.
About SightWords as stated on Wikipedia.org…
Sight words are pronounced without decoding the word's spelling. Effectively, an alphabetic writing system is made into an ideographic writing system.
Unfortunately, speakers of ideographic languages have to spend a much longer time learning to read because of the sheer volume of symbols they must memorize. A common first sight word is a child's given name. Beginning readers are at an advantage when they learn to read sight words that occur frequently in print such as those included on the Dolch and Fry word lists.
Suitability:
- Children who want to learn on their own
- Pre-Schoolers, Kindergarteners and First Graders
- People learning the English language
- Entertain your kids with learning
- Teachers or Parents who use flash cards
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Version 2.7
This app has been updated by Apple to display the Apple Watch app icon.
Thank you for using this app and good luck with the new school year. This update contains changes that will optimize Sight Words Hangman for iOS 9.
Ratings and Reviews
10 Ratings
Not a typical Hangman
I thought this was a traditional hangman game where they had to spell out the words. This is not that. The game is not bad but it is not what I was looking for and I also believe the name was a tad bit misleading.
Just in time for the new school year
I use this app on daily basis with some of the kids in school.
It's simple and easy to use.
Pretty simple and boring
I down loaded this app for my daughter who is going to 1st grade and she's a newly turned 5 year old. Way too easy and pretty boring.
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- 4+, Made for Ages 6–8
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- © 2011 Marcel Widarto
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“What nonsense, that then you are tormented by remorse, that those whom you killed have nightmares at night!” - Antonina Makarovna Ginzburg said shortly before her own execution to the investigators, in whose veins the blood ran cold. They tried to find traces of regret or remorse in her eyes. There was neither one nor the other in the eyes of Tonka the machine-gunner.
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She spoke about the executions of thousands of Soviet citizens with a smile, calmly, not suspecting what fate the Soviet justice had prepared for her, a cold-blooded executioner.
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Tonka the machine-gunner, a 19-year-old girl, never flinched, looking through the sight of the Maxim machine gun at the old men, women and children standing at the firing line. Executions of Soviet citizens were her daily work. At first a little unusual, and then it became an ordinary day job.
Tonya shot people in groups. Each had 27 people. All were lined up. By order of the Nazis, Antonina knelt in front of the condemned, clung to the machine gun and opened fire. She fired a machine gun until all the condemned fell to the ground. And then she busily walked between the corpses and dying people, finishing them off with shots from the Walter.
The executioner girl had 1,500 people on her balance sheet
This did not prevent her from starting a family after the war, becoming a mother of two children and enjoying all the benefits that the Soviet state provided for veterans of the Great Patriotic War.
Antonina, of course, was not born an executioner.
The 19-year-old girl fought in one of the five Soviet armies defeated by the Nazis as a result of Operation Typhoon. The Nazis were well armed, had superiority in manpower. The Red Army fought to the last, but the death of a million Soviet soldiers in the so-called "Vyazemsky cauldron" was inevitable.
When nurse Antonina Makarova came to her senses after the fight, not a soul was around. Only the corpses of Soviet soldiers, before dying, trying to break out of the encirclement. At some point, it seemed to Tonya that she, too, had died and was looking at this terrible picture from heaven. But her heart was beating. Breathing was ragged. It was a terrifying reality where one had to survive at all costs.
She heard the groan of a young private moaning in the trench. He was wounded. But the wound was not so severe. Together, Tonya and Nikolai (that was the name of the young man) desperately tried to get to their own through the forests.
Kolya tried to hunt, set snares.
Tonya was preparing a chatter from acorn bark. In the afternoon, when it was light, young people warmed themselves by the fire. And at night, when the frosts became unbearable, they tried ... to warm each other.
Nikolai became the closest person in the world to Tony. But, alas, it was a bitter disappointment. At some point, the guy realized that it would be easier for one to get out of the “cauldron of death” and left her in the Bryansk region. As it turned out, his native village was nearby, in which his wife and children were waiting for the fighter. In the course of a short-term "military field romance" the soldier kept silent about them.
Tonya fell at his feet, but to no avail. Nikolai left, leaving her to die in the forest.
And something really died in Antonin...
The Red Army retreated. Threw a young man who deceived, deprived of dignity, maiden honor and faith in people. Isn't it too much for a young girl who wandered alone through the Smolensk forests for a month and a half and, finally, found herself in the hands of policemen who hunted the unfinished fighters of the Red Army and partisans.
Antonina Makarova did not hide the fact that she was a nurse. For this, they could well have been put up against the wall. But she was spared. For what? Why? After talking with the policemen, and later with the German officers, Tonya behaved in the highest degree reasonable. She criticized the Soviet government, which took away the land, threw millions of people into the furnace of a "knowingly losing war."
The Chief Mayor “saw his own in it”. The support of the local population, who went over to the side of the Nazis, was important. Say, look: there are people, including young people, who are aware of all the inferiority of the previous system and are ready to build a new future on these lands in the coordinate system of "Greater Germany".
And to say that all yesterday's Soviet citizens, including communists, Komsomol members and non-party members, accepted the idea of this construction with hostility, would be a deliberate lie.
The Soviet power was not seen by everyone as a gift of fate.
Behind were the thirties - the years of repression and famine. The percentage of people who had grievances against the Soviet system, as well as relatives who fell into the millstones of the NKVD, was quite large. Society turned out to be not as consolidated as they try to show us in Soviet films about the war. And it turned out to be on opposite sides of the barricades.
Someone joined the partisans, and someone was glad of the opportunity to work on their land, conduct private trade, in a word, do everything that the Soviet government, which drove the most enterprising Russian peasants into collective farms and dispossessed them of kulaks, suddenly deprived people.
Life in some places, for example, in the village of Lokot in the Bryansk region, where the nurse Antonina Makarova went, was quite tolerable.
The Germans, taking into account the pro-fascist sentiments of the population, willingly supplied the peasants with provisions. They gave me the opportunity to work.
They took a small occupation tax, severely punished the Jews, as well as the Russian population for trying to resist the new government - the partisans, people caught in ties with them, their relatives, friends, went "to waste".
But the Russian peasants remembered very well that the Soviet government punished those who did not make any attempts to resist it.
Well, what about Tonya? 19-year-old girl, yesterday's child. She was surrounded, endured unimaginable hardships. They say that against the backdrop of the betrayal of her boyfriend, as well as the need to somehow survive ... was reborn into a beast?
Rather, she remained a “real person”, who in an extreme situation, being wounded, insulted, offended, is ready for a lot or even for everything. The question "Either you, or them ?!" no one stood in front of her. Tonya came to the pro-fascist village Lokot consciously.
- Can you shoot a communist? - the chief burgomaster of the village of Lokot Kaminsky asked Tonka, taking a drag on his cigarette.
“At least ten,” she blurted out without batting an eyelid.
And Tonka was given a machine gun "Maxim"
Tonya Makarova took the oath of allegiance to Germany. And began to carry out death sentences. She was allocated housing (a room at a local stud farm) and was given a good salary (30 occupation Reichsmarks per month). Life took its course. In prosperity and warmth, Tonya felt good and calm. She felt protected and provided. Isn't that what every woman aspires to?
Well, what about the fact that not everyone has to press the trigger of a machine gun ... Well, the NKVD officers, day and night, shooting “enemies of the people” in the basements in 1937, as well as earlier and later, were no worse and no better Tonki. People are like people. That government has only enemies. This one has others.
A female executioner carrying a heavy machine gun on a cart was escorted to the place of execution by several policemen henchmen. The sentenced were prisoners, partisans, underground workers, members of their families.
In order for the first execution to go like clockwork, she was poured a glass of vodka. She drank in one gulp.
And she scribbled!
Prosperous life was what Antonina lacked so much. She was surrounded by attention, having fun in a local club, where German soldiers "recreated culturally" in the company of local prostitutes, and she, the executioner girl, relieved tension and forgot how hopefully the eyes of the doomed looked at her. Tonka's unbridled romances with German officers, who were a curiosity to have sexual contacts with an executioner girl, also helped to forget.
Was Tonka the machine-gunner sane when she took off the clothes she liked from the executed women? Well, of course, yes. It was just that she was not embarrassed by any traces of blood or bullet holes. She could patiently patch them up in the evenings after a hard “working day”. Tonya was hungry for fashionable outfits. The basement of the stud farm where she lived was equipped as a prison.
And she often came down to look at those who would become her clients tomorrow morning. Ask the price of things, choose what you like best. What to wear yourself and what to sell.
In the summer of 1943 there were bloody battles for the liberation of the Bryansk region. On October 5, 1943, Soviet troops took Lokot and carried out a cleansing of Nazi accomplices, but ... the executioner girl was not among the captured traitors.
The fugitive was sentenced in absentia to the “tower”. They searched all over the country. But traces of her were lost. Tonya found an easy way out. Stole someone else's military ID. From everything it now appeared that she had spent almost the entire war in a medical battalion.
At the end of the war, she got a job in a mobile Soviet military hospital, looked after the wounded, one of whom (a young man named Ginzburg) fell in love with her unconscious and took her to the Belarusian Lepel. After marriage, Tonya took her husband's surname, got a job as a production controller at a garment factory, became a real leader, whose photograph hung on the honor roll, a conscientious and responsible person, gave birth to two daughters. Two "participants of the Great Patriotic War" managed to achieve the allocation of a free apartment. They were given housing for their heroism and selfless work. By 9May both were given awards.
Neither husband nor children knew anything about Tonka's past. And she didn't have any friends. An accident helped to expose the executioner girl. In 1976, a resident of the city of Moscow by the name of Panfilov was going on a trip abroad. In OVIR, where the man entered all his relatives into the questionnaire, they noticed a strange detail. All relatives of the applicant for a trip abroad were Panfilovs. And only one sister - Makarova.
In elementary school Tonya had a little incident. Arriving at a lesson in a new class, she was so confused and frightened that she could not give her last name. The guys who knew her father Makar shouted: “She is Makarova!”. So they wrote it down. How was this class journal inaccuracy legitimized in other documents? In those days, this was not the case. But the turmoil in the papers allowed Antonina Panfilova-Makarova-Ginzburg to evade the persecution of the KGB for a very long time.
The investigators, who knew that the executioner girl had brothers and sisters, checked all the Makarovs without touching the Panfilovs. But after 34 years and 8 months, as a result of a routine OVIR check before issuing a passport, citizen Panfilov managed to get on the trail of the legendary machine gunner, who nightmared the entire village of Lokot during the war years.
Tonkaya was monitored for a year, secretly bringing to the Lepel social security people who survived the meeting with the machine gunner, who almost fainted from horror, identifying the living executioner. After a series of thorough checks, she was detained.
Antonina Ginzburg had no hint of resistance or fear. She believed that they would give her, as a maximum, three years. “The war will write everything off. I could not have done otherwise, ”said Antonina to a cellmate specially placed next to her.
And she did not lie during interrogations, speaking frankly. Her confidence that she was not in danger of serious punishment was so great that Tonka was interested in working conditions with her prison guards. She believed that the Soviet penitentiary system might be interested in her services. After a symbolic release.
After hearing the death sentence, Antonina desperately fought for her life, appealing to all authorities, including the Central Committee of the CPSU. She asked for mercy. I hoped that they would take into account the selfless work in the peaceful field after the war. And they will reduce the punishment, taking into account the fact that she is a woman. After all, 1979 was proclaimed the year of the woman in the Soviet Union.
Did not help. All petitions for clemency for Tonka the machine gunner were rejected. And on August 11, 1979, she was shot.
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