First Grade Read Aloud Banquet

Songs for July

Over the Hills and Far Away



Bo-Peep



Buy a Broom



Lucy Locket

Alone

A very old woman

Lives in yon house.

The squeak of the cricket,

The stir of the mouse,

Are all she knows

Of the earth and us.


Once she was young,

Would dance and play,

Like many another

Young popinjay;

And run to her mother

At dusk of day.


And colours bright

She delighted in;

The fiddle to hear,

And to lift her chin,

And sing as small

As a twittering wren.


But age apace

Comes at last to all;

And a lone house filled

With the cricket's call;

And the scampering mouse

In the hollow wall.

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Week 15 The Great Journey from The Story of Doctor Dolittle by Hugh Lofting Washington and His Hatchet from Stories of Great Americans for Little Americans by Edward Eggleston The Dragon-Fly Children and the Snapping Turtle from Among the Pond People by Clara Dillingham Pierson
The Snappy Snapping Turtle from Among the Pond People by Clara Dillingham Pierson 		Little One Eye, Little Two Eyes, Little Three Eyes from Fairy Tales Too Good To Miss—Around the Fire by Lisa M. Ripperton Out of the Shadowland from On the Shores of the Great Sea by M. B. Synge Dingo and the Little Brown Hen from The Filipino Twins by Lucy Fitch Perkins Saint George from In God's Garden by Amy Steedman
The Rabbits, Anonymous 		Disobedience by A. A. Milne
April, Anonymous 		Historical Associations by Robert Louis Stevenson Verses from The Song of Solomon, Bible
The Rain by Robert Louis Stevenson 		Early Birds by Christina Georgina Rossetti
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The Aesop for Children  by Milo Winter

The Crow and the Pitcher

In a spell of dry weather, when the Birds could find very little to drink, a thirsty Crow found a pitcher with a little water in it. But the pitcher was high and had a narrow neck, and no matter how he tried, the Crow could not reach the water. The poor thing felt as if he must die of thirst.

Then an idea came to him. Picking up some small pebbles, he dropped them into the pitcher one by one. With each pebble the water rose a little higher until at last it was near enough so he could drink.

In a pinch a good use of our wits may help us out.


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