First Grade Read Aloud Banquet

Songs for September

Dickory Dock



London Bridge



Puss at Court



Ye Frog's Wooing

Spring

Sound the flute!

Now it's mute.

Birds delight,

Day and night.

Nightingale,

In the dale,

Lark in sky—

Merrily,

Merrily, merrily to welcome in the year.


Little boy,

Full of joy;

Little girl,

Sweet and small;

Cock does crow,

So do you;

Merry voice,

Infant noise;

Merrily, merrily to welcome in the year.


Little lamb,

Here I am;

Come and lick

My white neck;

Let me pull

Your soft wool;

Let me kiss

Your soft face;

Merrily, merrily we welcome in the year.

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Week 26 The Rock from The Story of Doctor Dolittle by Hugh Lofting A Long Journey from Stories of Great Americans for Little Americans by Edward Eggleston Melons and Their Cousins from Seed-Babies by Margaret Warner Morley Hafiz, the Stone-Cutter from Fairy Tales Too Good To Miss—Around the Fire by Lisa M. Ripperton King Ahasuerus from On the Shores of the Great Sea by M. B. Synge How They Went to the Bog from The Irish Twins by Lucy Fitch Perkins
The Bog from The Irish Twins by Lucy Fitch Perkins 		The Voice from the Burning Bush from Hurlbut's Story of the Bible by Jesse Lyman Hurlbut
God's Care, Anonymous 		At Home by A. A. Milne
Who Likes the Rain? by Clara Doty Bates 		Singing Time by Robert Louis Stevenson Up in the Morning Early, Anonymous The Golden Rule, Anonymous Lady of All Beauty by Christina Georgina Rossetti
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The Aesop for Children  by Milo Winter

The Ants and the Grasshopper

One bright day in late autumn a family of Ants were bustling about in the warm sunshine, drying out the grain they had stored up during the summer, when a starving Grasshopper, his fiddle under his arm, came up and humbly begged for a bite to eat.

"What!" cried the Ants in surprise, "haven't you stored anything away for the winter? What in the world were you doing all last summer?"

"I didn't have time to store up any food," whined the Grasshopper; "I was so busy making music that before I knew it the summer was gone."


[Illustration]

The Ants shrugged their shoulders in disgust.

"Making music, were you?" they cried. "Very well; now dance!" And they turned their backs on the Grasshopper and went on with their work.

There's a time for work and a time for play.