First Grade Read Aloud Banquet

Songs for September

Dickory Dock



London Bridge



Puss at Court



Ye Frog's Wooing

The Land of Counterpane

When I was sick and lay a-bed,

I had two pillows at my head,

And all my toys beside me lay,

To keep me happy all the day.


And sometimes for an hour or so

I watched my leaden soldiers go,

With different uniforms and drills,

Among the bed-clothes, through the hills;


And sometimes sent my ships in fleets

All up and down among the sheets;

Or brought my trees and houses out,

And planted cities all about.


I was the giant great and still

That sits upon the pillow-hill,

And sees before him, dale and plain,

The pleasant land of counterpane.

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Week 29 The Council with the Munchkins from The Wonderful Wizard of Oz by L. Frank Baum The First Steamboat from Stories of Great Americans for Little Americans by Edward Eggleston The Wonderful Shiny Egg from Among the Farmyard People by Clara Dillingham Pierson The Hare and the Hedgehog from Fairy Tales Too Good To Miss—Around the Fire by Lisa M. Ripperton Some Greek Colonies from On the Shores of the Great Sea by M. B. Synge School from The Irish Twins by Lucy Fitch Perkins Saint Christopher (Part 1 of 2) from In God's Garden by Amy Steedman
The Clucking Hen, Anonymous 		The Dormouse and the Doctor by A. A. Milne
Over in the Meadow by Olive A. Wadsworth 		Looking-Glass River by Robert Louis Stevenson Cradle Song by Thomas Bailey Aldrich Nonsense Alphabet by Edward Lear Hopping Frog 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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