First Grade Read Aloud Banquet

Songs for May

Jack and Jill



King Arthur



Lavender's Blue



Ye Frog and Ye Crow

All But Blind

All but blind

In his chambered hole

Gropes for worms

The four-clawed Mole.


All but blind

In the evening sky

The hooded Bat

Twirls softly by.


All but blind

In the burning day

The Barn-Owl blunders

On her way.


And blind as are

These three to me,

So blind to someone

I must be.

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Week 40 The Rescue from The Wonderful Wizard of Oz by L. Frank Baum Doctor Kane in the Frozen Sea from Stories of Great Americans for Little Americans by Edward Eggleston Bumble-Bees from Seed-Babies by Margaret Warner Morley Wondering Jack from Fairy Tales Too Good To Miss—Up the Stairs by Lisa M. Ripperton Conquest of India from On the Shores of the Great Sea by M. B. Synge The Party from The Mexican Twins by Lucy Fitch Perkins Saint Francis of Assisi (Part 2 of 2) from In God's Garden by Amy Steedman
Some Little Mice, Anonymous 		In the Fashion by A. A. Milne Swallow, Swallow, Anonymous Autumn Fires by Robert Louis Stevenson To Mother Fairie by Alice Cary Come, Little Leaves by George Cooper Flint by Christina Georgina Rossetti
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The Aesop for Children  by Milo Winter

The Milkmaid and Her Pail

A Milkmaid had been out to milk the cows and was returning from the field with the shining milk pail balanced nicely on her head. As she walked along, her pretty head was busy with plans for the days to come.

"This good, rich milk," she reused, "will give me plenty of cream to churn. The butter I make I will take to market, and with the money I get for it I will buy a lot of eggs for hatching. How nice it will be when they are all hatched and the yard is full of fine young chicks. Then when May day comes I will sell them, and with the money I'll buy a lovely new dress to wear to the fair. All the young men will look at me. They will come and try to make love to me,—but I shall very quickly send them about their business!"

As she thought of how she would settle that matter, she tossed her head scornfully, and down fell the pail of milk to the ground. And all the milk flowed out, and with it vanished butter and eggs and chicks and new dress and all the milkmaid's pride.

Do not count your chickens before they are hatched.


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