Kindergarten Read Aloud Banquet



Nursery Songs for March

Baa! Baa! Black Sheep



Cock Robin and Jenny Wren



Warm Hands



Polly Put the Kettle On




A Child's Garden of Verses

Farewell to the Farm

The coach is at the door at last;

The eager children, mounting fast

And kissing hands, in chorus sing:

Good-bye, good-bye, to everything!


To house and garden, field and lawn,

The meadow-gates we swang upon,

To pump and stable, tree and swing,

Good-bye, good-bye, to everything!


And fare you well for evermore,

O ladder at the hayloft door,

O hayloft where the cobwebs cling,

Good-bye, good-bye, to everything!


Crack goes the whip, and off we go;

The trees and houses smaller grow;

Last, round the woody turn we swing:

Good-bye, good-bye, to everything!


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Three Children on the Ice Cock-a-Doodle-Do! Cross Patch Goosie, Goosie Gander The Old Woman under a Hill The Clever Hen Tweedle-Dum and Tweedle-Dee
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Old Old Tales Retold  by Frederick Richardson
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dropcap image NE DAY as the Little Red Hen was scratching in a field, she found a grain of wheat.

"This wheat should be planted," she said. "Who will plant this grain of wheat?"

        "Not I," said the Duck.

        "Not I," said the Cat.

        "Not I," said the Dog.

"Then I will," said the Little Red Hen. And she did.


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Soon the wheat grew to be tall and yellow.


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"The wheat is ripe," said the Little Red Hen. "Who will cut the wheat?"

        "Not I," said the Duck.

        "Not I," said the Cat.

        "Not I," said the Dog.

"Then I will," said the Little Red Hen. And she did.


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When the wheat was cut, the Little Red Hen said, "Who will thresh this wheat?"

        "Not I," said the Duck.

        "Not I," said the Cat.

        "Not I," said the Dog.

"Then I will," said the Little Red Hen. And she did.



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When the wheat was all threshed, the Little Red Hen said, "Who'll take this wheat to the mill?"

        "Not I," said the Duck.

        "Not I," said the Cat.

        "Not I," said the Dog.

"Then I will," said the Little Red Hen. And she did.


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She took the wheat to the mill and had it ground into flour. Then she said, "Who will make this flour into bread?"

        "Not I," said the Duck.

        "Not I," said the Cat.

        "Not I," said the Dog.

"Then I will," said the Little Red Hen. And she did.


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She made and baked the bread. Then she said, "Who will eat this bread?"

        "Oh! I will," said the Duck.

        "And I will," said the Cat.

        "And I will," said the Dog.

"No, no!" said the Little Red Hen. "I will do that." And she did.


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