First Grade Read Aloud Banquet

Songs for February

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Natural History



Pussy Cat



Warm Hands

Tired Tim

Poor Tired Tim! It's sad for him.

He lags the long bright morning through,

Ever so tired of nothing to do;

He moons and mopes the livelong day,

Nothing to think about, nothing to say;

Up to bed with his candle to creep,

Too tired to yawn, too tired to sleep:

Poor Tired Tim! It's sad for him.

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Week 4 My Father Finds the River from My Father's Dragon by Ruth Stiles Gannett William Penn and the Indians from Stories of Great Americans for Little Americans by Edward Eggleston The Chicken Who Wouldn't Eat Gravel from Among the Farmyard People by Clara Dillingham Pierson Spindle, Shuttle, and Needle from Fairy Tales Too Good To Miss—Up the Stairs by Lisa M. Ripperton Joseph in Egypt from On the Shores of the Great Sea by M. B. Synge A Mountain Storm (Part 1 of 2) from The Swiss Twins by Lucy Fitch Perkins Saint Bridget from Our Island Saints by Amy Steedman
London Bridge, Anonymous 		The Christening by A. A. Milne
The Snow Bird by F. C. Woodworth 		Picture-Books in Winter by Robert Louis Stevenson A Chill by Christina Georgina Rossetti Little Things by Julia Fletcher Carney Hope by Christina Georgina Rossetti
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The Aesop for Children  by Milo Winter

The Goose and the Golden Egg

There was once a Countryman who possessed the most wonderful Goose you can imagine, for every day when he visited the nest, the Goose had laid a beautiful, glittering, golden egg.


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The Goose and the Golden Egg

The Countryman took the eggs to market and soon began to get rich. But it was not long before he grew impatient with the Goose because she gave him only a single golden egg a day. He was not getting rich fast enough.

Then one day, after he had finished counting his money, the idea came to him that he could get all the golden eggs at once by killing the Goose and cutting it open. But when the deed was done, not a single golden egg did he find, and his precious Goose was dead.

Those who have plenty want more and so lose all they have.