First Grade Read Aloud Banquet

Songs for June

Tom, the Piper's Son



The Fly and the Humble Bee



Oranges and Lemons



Three Blind Mice

Bed in Summer

In winter I get up at night

And dress by yellow candle-light.

In summer, quite the other way,

I have to go to bed by day.


I have to go to bed and see

The birds still hopping on the tree,

Or hear the grown-up people's feet

Still going past me in the street.


And does it not seem hard to you,

When all the sky is clear and blue,

And I should like so much to play,

To have to go to bed by day?

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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 Goose and the Golden Egg

There was once a Countryman who possessed the most wonderful Goose you can imagine, for every day when he visited the nest, the Goose had laid a beautiful, glittering, golden egg.


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The Goose and the Golden Egg

The Countryman took the eggs to market and soon began to get rich. But it was not long before he grew impatient with the Goose because she gave him only a single golden egg a day. He was not getting rich fast enough.

Then one day, after he had finished counting his money, the idea came to him that he could get all the golden eggs at once by killing the Goose and cutting it open. But when the deed was done, not a single golden egg did he find, and his precious Goose was dead.

Those who have plenty want more and so lose all they have.