First Grade Read Aloud Banquet

Songs for December

I Saw Three Ships



The Mulberry Bush



The North Wind and the Robin



Dance a Baby

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 21 Medicine and Magic from The Story of Doctor Dolittle by Hugh Lofting Clark and His Men from Stories of Great Americans for Little Americans by Edward Eggleston The Lucky Mink from Among the Pond People by Clara Dillingham Pierson The Golden Goose from Fairy Tales Too Good To Miss—Around the Fire by Lisa M. Ripperton The Rise of Carthage from On the Shores of the Great Sea by M. B. Synge Grannie Malone and the Twins from The Irish Twins by Lucy Fitch Perkins From the Prison to the Palace from Hurlbut's Story of the Bible by Jesse Lyman Hurlbut
A Good Boy by Robert Louis Stevenson 		At the Zoo by A. A. Milne
Minnie and Mattie by Christina Georgina Rossetti 		Pirate Story by Robert Louis Stevenson The Shepherd by William Blake Over in the Meadow by Olive A. Wadsworth If All Were Rain by Christina Georgina Rossetti
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The Aesop for Children  by Milo Winter

The Fox and the Grapes

A Fox one day spied a beautiful bunch of ripe grapes hanging from a vine trained along the branches of a tree. The grapes seemed ready to burst with juice, and the Fox's mouth watered as he gazed longingly at them.


[Illustration]

The bunch hung from a high branch, and the Fox had to jump for it, The first time he jumped he missed it by a long way. So he walked off a short distance and took a running leap at it, only to fall short once more. Again and again he tried, but in vain.

Now he sat down and looked at the grapes in disgust.

"What a fool I am," he said. "Here I am wearing myself out to get a bunch of sour grapes that are not worth gaping for."

And off he walked very, very scornfully.

There are many who pretend to despise and belittle that which is beyond their reach.