First Grade Read Aloud Banquet



Songs for December

I Saw Three Ships



The Mulberry Bush



The North Wind and the Robin



Dance a Baby




The Moon's the North Wind's Cooky

The Moon's the North Wind's cooky.

He bites it, day by day,

Until there's but a rim of scraps

That crumble all away.


The South Wind is a baker.

He kneads clouds in his den,

And bakes a crisp new moon that . . . greedy

North . . . Wind . . . eats . . . again! 


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Week 10 My Father Finds the Dragon from My Father's Dragon by Ruth Stiles Gannett Franklin and the Kite from Stories of Great Americans for Little Americans by Edward Eggleston The Stickleback Father from Among the Pond People by Clara Dillingham Pierson The Lad Who Went to the North Wind from Fairy Tales Too Good To Miss—Around the Fire by Lisa M. Ripperton Conquerors of the Sea from On the Shores of the Great Sea by M. B. Synge The Pass (Part 3 of 3) from The Swiss Twins by Lucy Fitch Perkins The Angel by the Well from Hurlbut's Story of the Bible by Jesse Lyman Hurlbut
Time To Rise by Robert Louis Stevenson
Independence by A. A. Milne
How the Little Kite Learned to Fly, Anonymous
The Dumb Soldier by Robert Louis Stevenson The Weather, Anonymous The Wind by Robert Louis Stevenson A Chill by Christina Georgina Rossetti
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The Aesop for Children  by Milo Winter

The North Wind and the Sun

The North Wind and the Sun had a quarrel about which of them was the stronger. While they were disputing with much heat and bluster, a Traveler passed along the road wrapped in a cloak.

"Let us agree," said the Sun, "that he is the stronger who can strip that Traveler of his cloak."

"Very well," growled the North Wind, and at once sent a cold, howling blast against the Traveler.


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With the first gust of wind the ends of the cloak whipped about the Traveler's body. But he immediately wrapped it closely around him, and the harder the Wind blew, the tighter he held it to him. The North Wind tore angrily at the cloak, but all his efforts were in vain.

Then the Sun began to shine. At first his beams were gentle, and in the pleasant warmth after the bitter cold of the North Wind, the Traveler unfastened his cloak and let it hang loosely from his shoulders. The Sun's rays grew warmer and warmer. The man took off his cap and mopped his brow. At last he became so heated that he pulled off his cloak, and, to escape the blazing sunshine, threw himself down in the welcome shade of a tree by the roadside.

Gentleness and kind persuasion win where force and bluster fail.


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