First Grade Read Aloud Banquet

Songs for March

Baa! Baa! Black Sheep



Cock Robin and Jenny Wren



Warm Hands



Polly Put the Kettle On

The Land of Story-Books

At evening when the lamp is lit,

Around the fire my parents sit;

They sit at home and talk and sing,

And do not play at anything.


Now, with my little gun, I crawl

All in the dark along the wall,

And follow round the forest track

Away behind the sofa back.


There, in the night, where none can spy,

All in my hunter's camp I lie,

And play at books that I have read

Till it is time to go to bed.


These are the hills, these are the woods,

These are my starry solitudes;

And there the river by whose brink

The roaring lions come to drink.


I see the others far away

As if in firelit camp they lay,

And I, like to an Indian scout,

Around their party prowled about.


So when my nurse comes in for me,

Home I return across the sea,

And go to bed with backward looks

At my dear land of Story-Books.

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Week 46 The Dainty China Country from The Wonderful Wizard of Oz by L. Frank Baum Horace Greeley Learning To Print from Stories of Great Americans for Little Americans by Edward Eggleston The Bragging Peacock from Among the Farmyard People by Clara Dillingham Pierson The Table, the Ass, and the Stick from Fairy Tales Too Good To Miss—Up the Stairs by Lisa M. Ripperton The Adventures of Hannibal from On the Shores of the Great Sea by M. B. Synge While They Were Gone from The Mexican Twins by Lucy Fitch Perkins Saint Margaret of Scotland (Part 2 of 2) from Our Island Saints by Amy Steedman
Three Little Maidens, Anonymous 		Puppy and I by A. A. Milne
Windy Nights by Robert Louis Stevenson 		The Land of Story-Books by Robert Louis Stevenson Gaelic Lullaby, Anonymous The Horseman by Walter de la Mare If Hope Grew on a Bush by Christina Georgina Rossetti
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The Aesop for Children  by Milo Winter

The Hare and the Tortoise

A Hare was making fun of the Tortoise one day for being so slow.

"Do you ever get anywhere?" he asked with a mocking laugh.

"Yes," replied the Tortoise, "and I get there sooner than you think. I'll run you a race and prove it."

The Hare was much amused at the idea of running a race with the Tortoise, but for the fun of the thing he agreed. So the Fox, who had consented to act as judge, marked the distance and started the runners off.

The Hare was soon far out of sight, and to make the Tortoise feel very deeply how ridiculous it was for him to try a race with a Hare, he lay down beside the course to take a nap until the Tortoise should catch up.

The Tortoise meanwhile kept going slowly but steadily, and, after a time, passed the place where the Hare was sleeping. But the Hare slept on very peacefully; and when at last he did wake up, the Tortoise was near the goal. The Hare now ran his swiftest, but he could not overtake the Tortoise in time.

The race is not always to the swift.


[Illustration]

The Hare and the Tortoise