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 23 The Barbary Dragon from The Story of Doctor Dolittle by Hugh Lofting Daniel Boone's Daughter and Her Friends from Stories of Great Americans for Little Americans by Edward Eggleston Beans from Seed-Babies by Margaret Warner Morley Fundevogel from Fairy Tales Too Good To Miss—Around the Fire by Lisa M. Ripperton Some More about Greece from On the Shores of the Great Sea by M. B. Synge The Tale of the Leprechaun from The Irish Twins by Lucy Fitch Perkins A Lost Brother Found from Hurlbut's Story of the Bible by Jesse Lyman Hurlbut
Rosy Posy by Laura E. Richards 		Missing by A. A. Milne
A Pretty Game, Anonymous 		The Flowers by Robert Louis Stevenson I Love Little Pussy by Jane Taylor Good Night! by Victor Hugo The Days Are Clear 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.