First Grade Read Aloud Banquet

Songs for January

I Saw Three Ships



The Mulberry Bush



The North Wind and the Robin



Dance a Baby

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 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 Crow and the Pitcher

In a spell of dry weather, when the Birds could find very little to drink, a thirsty Crow found a pitcher with a little water in it. But the pitcher was high and had a narrow neck, and no matter how he tried, the Crow could not reach the water. The poor thing felt as if he must die of thirst.

Then an idea came to him. Picking up some small pebbles, he dropped them into the pitcher one by one. With each pebble the water rose a little higher until at last it was near enough so he could drink.

In a pinch a good use of our wits may help us out.


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