First Grade Read Aloud Banquet

Songs for September

Dickory Dock



London Bridge



Puss at Court



Ye Frog's Wooing

Where Go the Boats?

Dark brown is the river,

Golden is the sand.

It flows along for ever,

With trees on either hand.


Green leaves a-floating,

Castles of the foam,

Boats of mine a-boating—

Where will all come home?


On goes the river

And out past the mill,

Away down the valley,

Away down the hill.


Away down the river,

A hundred miles or more,

Other little children

Shall bring my boats ashore.

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Week 24 Too-Too, the Listener from The Story of Doctor Dolittle by Hugh Lofting
The Ocean Gossips from The Story of Doctor Dolittle by Hugh Lofting 		Decatur and the Pirates from Stories of Great Americans for Little Americans by Edward Eggleston Sweet Peas from Seed-Babies by Margaret Warner Morley Hans Clodhopper from Fairy Tales Too Good To Miss—Up the Stairs by Lisa M. Ripperton A Cloud in the East from On the Shores of the Great Sea by M. B. Synge The Tinkers from The Irish Twins by Lucy Fitch Perkins From the Land of Famine to the Land of Plenty from Hurlbut's Story of the Bible by Jesse Lyman Hurlbut
My Maid Mary, Anonymous 		The King's Breakfast by A. A. Milne
Our Flag by Mary Howliston 		The Hayloft by Robert Louis Stevenson Ariel's Song by William Shakespeare Nonsense Alphabet by Edward Lear Is the Moon Tired? by Christina Georgina Rossetti
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The Aesop for Children  by Milo Winter

The Crow and the Pitcher

In a spell of dry weather, when the Birds could find very little to drink, a thirsty Crow found a pitcher with a little water in it. But the pitcher was high and had a narrow neck, and no matter how he tried, the Crow could not reach the water. The poor thing felt as if he must die of thirst.

Then an idea came to him. Picking up some small pebbles, he dropped them into the pitcher one by one. With each pebble the water rose a little higher until at last it was near enough so he could drink.

In a pinch a good use of our wits may help us out.


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