First Grade Read Aloud Banquet

Songs for January

I Saw Three Ships



The Mulberry Bush



The North Wind and the Robin



Dance a Baby

Animal Crackers

Animal crackers and cocoa to drink,

That is the finest of suppers I think;

When I'm grown up and can have what I please

I think I shall always insist upon these.

What do you  choose when you're offered a treat?

When Mother says, "What would you like best to eat?"

Is it waffles and syrup, or cinnamon toast?

It's cocoa and animals that I love most!


The kitchen's the cosiest place that I know;

The kettle is singing, the stove is aglow,

And there in the twilight, how jolly to see

The cocoa and animals waiting for me.


Daddy and Mother dine later in state,

With Mary to cook for them, Susan to wait;

But they don't have nearly as much fun as I

Who eat in the kitchen with Nurse standing by;

And Daddy once said, he would like to be me

Having cocoa and animals once more for tea.

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Week 25 Smells from The Story of Doctor Dolittle by Hugh Lofting Stories about Jefferson from Stories of Great Americans for Little Americans by Edward Eggleston Peanuts from Seed-Babies by Margaret Warner Morley The Hut in the Forest from Fairy Tales Too Good To Miss—Around the Fire by Lisa M. Ripperton The Battle of Marathon from On the Shores of the Great Sea by M. B. Synge The Twins Get Home from The Irish Twins by Lucy Fitch Perkins The Beautiful Baby Who Was Found in a River from Hurlbut's Story of the Bible by Jesse Lyman Hurlbut
White Sheep, Anonymous 		Hoppity by A. A. Milne
Who Stole the Bird's Nest? by Lydia Maria Child 		My Shadow by Robert Louis Stevenson Summer by Christina Georgina Rossetti The House That Jack Built, Anonymous King and Queen 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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