First Grade Read Aloud Banquet

Songs for February

Hot Cross Buns



Natural History



Pussy Cat



Warm Hands

The City Mouse and the Garden Mouse

The city mouse lives in a house—

The garden mouse lives in a bower,

He's friendly with the frogs and toads,

And sees the pretty plants in flower.


The city mouse eats bread and cheese—

The garden mouse eats what he can;

We will not grudge him seeds and stalks,

Poor little timid furry man.

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Week 38 The Wonderful Emerald City of Oz from The Wonderful Wizard of Oz by L. Frank Baum Webster and the Poor Woman from Stories of Great Americans for Little Americans by Edward Eggleston Sweet Kittie Clover from Seed-Babies by Margaret Warner Morley The Wee Bannock from Fairy Tales Too Good To Miss—Up the Stairs by Lisa M. Ripperton King of Macedonia from On the Shores of the Great Sea by M. B. Synge The Blessing (Part 1 of 2) from The Mexican Twins by Lucy Fitch Perkins The Cluster of Grapes from the Land of Canaan from Hurlbut's Story of the Bible by Jesse Lyman Hurlbut
When the Sleepy Man Comes by Charles D. G. Roberts 		Teddy Bear by A. A. Milne
Goldenrod, Anonymous 		My Ship and I by Robert Louis Stevenson Lullaby by Christina Georgina Rossetti A Fairy Went A-Marketing by Rose Fyleman Orange 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.