First Grade Read Aloud Banquet

Songs for December

I Saw Three Ships



The Mulberry Bush



The North Wind and the Robin



Dance a Baby

The Moon's the North Wind's Cooky

The Moon's the North Wind's cooky.

He bites it, day by day,

Until there's but a rim of scraps

That crumble all away.


The South Wind is a baker.

He kneads clouds in his den,

And bakes a crisp new moon that . . . greedy

North . . . Wind . . . eats . . . again! 

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Week 3 My Father Finds the Island from My Father's Dragon by Ruth Stiles Gannett Indian Pictures from Stories of Great Americans for Little Americans by Edward Eggleston The Kitten Who Lost Herself from Among the Farmyard People by Clara Dillingham Pierson Jack and the Beanstalk from Fairy Tales Too Good To Miss—Around the Fire by Lisa M. Ripperton An Old Trade-Route from On the Shores of the Great Sea by M. B. Synge The Twins Learn a New Trade (Part 2 of 2) from The Swiss Twins by Lucy Fitch Perkins The Story of a Beautiful Garden from Hurlbut's Story of the Bible by Jesse Lyman Hurlbut
Whisky Frisky, Anonymous Happiness by A. A. Milne
Mr. Nobody, Anonymous 		Armies in the Fire by Robert Louis Stevenson A Hint by Anna M Pratt Gaelic Lullaby, Anonymous An Emerald Is as Green as Grass by Christina Georgina Rossetti
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The Aesop for Children  by Milo Winter

The Hare and the Tortoise

A Hare was making fun of the Tortoise one day for being so slow.

"Do you ever get anywhere?" he asked with a mocking laugh.

"Yes," replied the Tortoise, "and I get there sooner than you think. I'll run you a race and prove it."

The Hare was much amused at the idea of running a race with the Tortoise, but for the fun of the thing he agreed. So the Fox, who had consented to act as judge, marked the distance and started the runners off.

The Hare was soon far out of sight, and to make the Tortoise feel very deeply how ridiculous it was for him to try a race with a Hare, he lay down beside the course to take a nap until the Tortoise should catch up.

The Tortoise meanwhile kept going slowly but steadily, and, after a time, passed the place where the Hare was sleeping. But the Hare slept on very peacefully; and when at last he did wake up, the Tortoise was near the goal. The Hare now ran his swiftest, but he could not overtake the Tortoise in time.

The race is not always to the swift.


[Illustration]

The Hare and the Tortoise