First Grade Read Aloud Banquet

Songs for November

Aiken Drum



King Cole



The Old Man in Leather



Ye Fairy Ship

The Land of Nod

From breakfast on through all the day

At home among my friends I stay,

But every night I go abroad

Afar into the land of Nod.


All by myself I have to go,

With none to tell me what to do—

All alone beside the streams

And up the mountain-sides of dreams.


The strangest things are there for me,

Both things to eat and things to see,

And many frightening sights abroad

Till morning in the land of Nod.


Try as I like to find the way,

I never can get back by day,

Nor can remember plain and clear

The curious music that I hear.

  Monday Tuesday Wednesday Thursday Friday Saturday Sunday
Week 5 My Father Meets Some Tigers from My Father's Dragon by Ruth Stiles Gannett One Little Bag of Rice from Stories of Great Americans for Little Americans by Edward Eggleston The Goose Who Wanted Her Own Way from Among the Farmyard People by Clara Dillingham Pierson How Brother Rabbit Fooled the Whale and Elephant from Fairy Tales Too Good To Miss—Around the Fire by Lisa M. Ripperton The Story of the Nile Flood from On the Shores of the Great Sea by M. B. Synge A Mountain Storm (Part 2 of 2) from The Swiss Twins by Lucy Fitch Perkins The First Baby in the World and His Brother from Hurlbut's Story of the Bible by Jesse Lyman Hurlbut
Bobby Shafto, Anonymous Puppy and I by A. A. Milne
An Old Rat's Tale by Laura E. Richards 		Auntie's Skirts by Robert Louis Stevenson Winter by Philip H Savage My Bed Is a Boat by Robert Louis Stevenson Bread and Milk for Breakfast by Christina Georgina Rossetti
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The Aesop for Children  by Milo Winter

The Two Goats

Two Goats, frisking gayly on the rocky steeps of a mountain valley, chanced to meet, one on each side of a deep chasm through which poured a mighty mountain torrent. The trunk of a fallen tree formed the only means of crossing the chasm, and on this not even two squirrels could have passed each other in safety. The narrow path would have made the bravest tremble. Not so our Goats. Their pride would not permit either to stand aside for the other.

One set her foot on the log. The other did likewise. In the middle they met horn to horn. Neither would give way, and so they both fell, to be swept away by the roaring torrent below.

It is better to yield than to come to misfortune through stubbornness.


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