First Grade Read Aloud Banquet

Songs for December

I Saw Three Ships



The Mulberry Bush



The North Wind and the Robin



Dance a Baby

Some One

Some one came knocking

At my wee, small door;

Some one came knocking,

I'm sure—sure—sure;

I listened, I opened,

I looked to left and right,

But naught there was a-stirring

In the still dark night;

Only the busy beetle

Tap-tapping in the wall,

Only from the forest

The screech-owl's call,

Only the cricket whistling

While the dewdrops fall,

So I know not who came knocking,

At all, at all, at all.

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Week 36 The Queen of the Field Mice from The Wonderful Wizard of Oz by L. Frank Baum Some Boys Who Became Authors from Stories of Great Americans for Little Americans by Edward Eggleston Cradles from Seed-Babies by Margaret Warner Morley The Five Remarkable Brothers from Fairy Tales Too Good To Miss—Around the Fire by Lisa M. Ripperton Coriolanus from On the Shores of the Great Sea by M. B. Synge Twenty Years After from The Irish Twins by Lucy Fitch Perkins What Strong Drink Brought to Aaron's Sons from Hurlbut's Story of the Bible by Jesse Lyman Hurlbut
Bow-Wow-Wow, Anonymous 		The Invaders by A. A. Milne
Elf and Dormouse by Oliver Herford 		Keepsake Mill by Robert Louis Stevenson Thank You, Pretty Cow by Jane Taylor Holding Hands by Lenore M. Link Fly Away 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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