First Grade Read Aloud Banquet

Songs for January

I Saw Three Ships

The Mulberry Bush

The North Wind and the Robin

Dance a Baby

How Doth the Little Crocodile

How doth the little crocodile

Improve his shining tail,

And pour the waters of the Nile

On every golden scale!

How cheerfully he seems to grin,

How neatly spreads his claws,

And welcomes little fishes in

With gently smiling jaws!

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Week 47 The Lion Becomes the King of Beasts from The Wonderful Wizard of Oz by L. Frank Baum
The Country of the Quadlings from The Wonderful Wizard of Oz by L. Frank Baum
A Wonderful Woman from Stories of Great Americans for Little Americans by Edward Eggleston The Discontented Guinea Hen from Among the Farmyard People by Clara Dillingham Pierson The Little Jackals and the Lion from Fairy Tales Too Good To Miss—Up the Stairs by Lisa M. Ripperton The End of Carthage from On the Shores of the Great Sea by M. B. Synge The Secret Meeting (Part 1 of 2) from The Mexican Twins by Lucy Fitch Perkins The Story of Job from Hurlbut's Story of the Bible by Jesse Lyman Hurlbut
Moon, So Round and Yellow by Matthias Barr
Jonathan Jo by A. A. Milne
Thanksgiving Day by Lydia Maria Child
The Rain by Robert Louis Stevenson
Little Things, Anonymous Calico Pie by Edward Lear Mix a Pancake by Christina Georgina Rossetti
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The Aesop for Children  by Milo Winter

The Fox and the Crow

One bright morning as the Fox was following his sharp nose through the wood in search of a bite to eat, he saw a Crow on the limb of a tree overhead. This was by no means the first Crow the Fox had ever seen. What caught his attention this time and made him stop for a second look, was that the lucky Crow held a bit of cheese in her beak.

"No need to search any farther," thought sly Master Fox. "Here is a dainty bite for my breakfast."

Up he trotted to the foot of the tree in which the Crow was sitting, and looking up admiringly, he cried, "Good-morning, beautiful creature!"


The Crow, her head cocked on one side, watched the Fox suspiciously. But she kept her beak tightly closed on the cheese and did not return his greeting.

"What a charming creature she is!" said the Fox. "How her feathers shine! What a beautiful form and what splendid wings! Such a wonderful Bird should have a very lovely voice, since everything else about her is so perfect. Could she sing just one song, I know I should hail her Queen of Birds."

Listening to these flattering words, the Crow forgot all her suspicion, and also her breakfast. She wanted very much to be called Queen of Birds.

So she opened her beak wide to utter her loudest caw, and down fell the cheese straight into the Fox's open mouth.

"Thank you," said Master Fox sweetly, as he walked off. "Though it is cracked, you have a voice sure enough. But where are your wits?"

The flatterer lives at the expense of those who will listen to him.