First Grade Read Aloud Banquet

Songs for October

Girls and Boys



Looby Light



St. Paul's Steeple



Ye Jolly Miller

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 22 Red Sails and Blue Wings from The Story of Doctor Dolittle by Hugh Lofting
The Rats' Warning from The Story of Doctor Dolittle by Hugh Lofting 		Daniel Boone and His Grapevine Swing from Stories of Great Americans for Little Americans by Edward Eggleston The Playful Muskrats from Among the Pond People by Clara Dillingham Pierson The Sausage from Fairy Tales Too Good To Miss—Around the Fire by Lisa M. Ripperton Hanno's Adventures from On the Shores of the Great Sea by M. B. Synge The Tea-Party from The Irish Twins by Lucy Fitch Perkins How Joseph's Dream Came True from Hurlbut's Story of the Bible by Jesse Lyman Hurlbut
There Was a Little Robin by Wilhelmina Seegmuller 		Rice Pudding by A. A. Milne
Dame Duck's First Lecture on Education, Anonymous 		The Cow by Robert Louis Stevenson Bed in Summer by Robert Louis Stevenson Evening Hymn by Reginald Heber Daisies by Christina Georgina Rossetti
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The Aesop for Children  by Milo Winter

The Two Goats

Two Goats, frisking gayly on the rocky steeps of a mountain valley, chanced to meet, one on each side of a deep chasm through which poured a mighty mountain torrent. The trunk of a fallen tree formed the only means of crossing the chasm, and on this not even two squirrels could have passed each other in safety. The narrow path would have made the bravest tremble. Not so our Goats. Their pride would not permit either to stand aside for the other.

One set her foot on the log. The other did likewise. In the middle they met horn to horn. Neither would give way, and so they both fell, to be swept away by the roaring torrent below.

It is better to yield than to come to misfortune through stubbornness.


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