First Grade Read Aloud Banquet

Songs for February

Hot Cross Buns



Natural History



Pussy Cat



Warm Hands

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 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 Hare and the Tortoise

A Hare was making fun of the Tortoise one day for being so slow.

"Do you ever get anywhere?" he asked with a mocking laugh.

"Yes," replied the Tortoise, "and I get there sooner than you think. I'll run you a race and prove it."

The Hare was much amused at the idea of running a race with the Tortoise, but for the fun of the thing he agreed. So the Fox, who had consented to act as judge, marked the distance and started the runners off.

The Hare was soon far out of sight, and to make the Tortoise feel very deeply how ridiculous it was for him to try a race with a Hare, he lay down beside the course to take a nap until the Tortoise should catch up.

The Tortoise meanwhile kept going slowly but steadily, and, after a time, passed the place where the Hare was sleeping. But the Hare slept on very peacefully; and when at last he did wake up, the Tortoise was near the goal. The Hare now ran his swiftest, but he could not overtake the Tortoise in time.

The race is not always to the swift.


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The Hare and the Tortoise