First Grade Read Aloud Banquet

Songs for April

If All the World Were Paper



The Little Cock Sparrow



Ye Song of Sixpence



My Lady's Garden

The Moon's the North Wind's Cooky

The Moon's the North Wind's cooky.

He bites it, day by day,

Until there's but a rim of scraps

That crumble all away.


The South Wind is a baker.

He kneads clouds in his den,

And bakes a crisp new moon that . . . greedy

North . . . Wind . . . eats . . . again! 

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Week 22 Red Sails and Blue Wings from The Story of Doctor Dolittle by Hugh Lofting
The Rats' Warning from The Story of Doctor Dolittle by Hugh Lofting 		Daniel Boone and His Grapevine Swing from Stories of Great Americans for Little Americans by Edward Eggleston The Playful Muskrats from Among the Pond People by Clara Dillingham Pierson The Sausage from Fairy Tales Too Good To Miss—Around the Fire by Lisa M. Ripperton Hanno's Adventures from On the Shores of the Great Sea by M. B. Synge The Tea-Party from The Irish Twins by Lucy Fitch Perkins How Joseph's Dream Came True from Hurlbut's Story of the Bible by Jesse Lyman Hurlbut
There Was a Little Robin by Wilhelmina Seegmuller 		Rice Pudding by A. A. Milne
Dame Duck's First Lecture on Education, Anonymous 		The Cow by Robert Louis Stevenson Bed in Summer by Robert Louis Stevenson Evening Hymn by Reginald Heber Daisies by Christina Georgina Rossetti
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The Aesop for Children  by Milo Winter

The North Wind and the Sun

The North Wind and the Sun had a quarrel about which of them was the stronger. While they were disputing with much heat and bluster, a Traveler passed along the road wrapped in a cloak.

"Let us agree," said the Sun, "that he is the stronger who can strip that Traveler of his cloak."

"Very well," growled the North Wind, and at once sent a cold, howling blast against the Traveler.


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With the first gust of wind the ends of the cloak whipped about the Traveler's body. But he immediately wrapped it closely around him, and the harder the Wind blew, the tighter he held it to him. The North Wind tore angrily at the cloak, but all his efforts were in vain.

Then the Sun began to shine. At first his beams were gentle, and in the pleasant warmth after the bitter cold of the North Wind, the Traveler unfastened his cloak and let it hang loosely from his shoulders. The Sun's rays grew warmer and warmer. The man took off his cap and mopped his brow. At last he became so heated that he pulled off his cloak, and, to escape the blazing sunshine, threw himself down in the welcome shade of a tree by the roadside.

Gentleness and kind persuasion win where force and bluster fail.


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