First Grade Read Aloud Banquet

Songs for February

Hot Cross Buns

Natural History

Pussy Cat

Warm Hands

The Months

January brings the snow,

Makes our feet and fingers glow.

February brings the rain,

Thaws the frozen lake again.

March brings breezes loud and shrill,

Tp stir the dancing daffodil.

April brings the primrose sweet,

Scatters daises at our feet.

May brings flocks of pretty lambs,

Skipping by their fleecy damns.

June brings tulips, lilies, roses,

Fills the children's hands with posies.

Hot July brings cooling showers,

Apricots and gillyflowers.

August brings the sheaves of corn,

Then the harvest home is borne.

Warm September brings the fruit,

Sportsmen then begin to shoot.

Fresh October brings the pheasent,

Then to gather nuts is pleasent.

Dull November brings the blast,

Then the leaves are whirling fast.

Chill December brings the sleet,

Blazing fire, and Christmas treat.

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Week 9 My Father Makes a Bridge from My Father's Dragon by Ruth Stiles Gannett Franklin Asks the Sunshine Something from Stories of Great Americans for Little Americans by Edward Eggleston The Young Minnow Who Would Not Eat When He Should from Among the Pond People by Clara Dillingham Pierson Little Red Riding Hood from Fairy Tales Too Good To Miss—Around the Fire by Lisa M. Ripperton The First Merchant Fleet from On the Shores of the Great Sea by M. B. Synge The Pass (Part 2 of 3) from The Swiss Twins by Lucy Fitch Perkins How Abram's Choice Brought Blessing from Hurlbut's Story of the Bible by Jesse Lyman Hurlbut
Daffy-Down-Dilly, Anonymous
Brownie by A. A. Milne
The Little Elf-Man by John Kendrick Bangs
The Wind by Robert Louis Stevenson Cradle Song, Anonymous Goodnight, Little People by Thomas Hood The Caterpillar by Christina Georgina Rossetti
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The Aesop for Children  by Milo Winter

The Lion and the Mouse

A Lion lay asleep in the forest, his great head resting on his paws. A timid little Mouse came upon him unexpectedly, and in her fright and haste to get away, ran across the Lion's nose. Roused from his nap, the Lion laid his huge paw angrily on the tiny creature to kill her.

"Spare me!" begged the poor Mouse. "Please let me go and some day I will surely repay you."

The Lion was much amused to think that a Mouse could ever help him. But he was generous and finally let the Mouse go.

Some days later, while stalking his prey in the forest, the Lion was caught in the toils of a hunter's net. Unable to free himself, he filled the forest with his angry roaring. The Mouse knew the voice and quickly found the Lion struggling in the net. Running to one of the great ropes that bound him, she gnawed it until it parted, and soon the Lion was free.


"You laughed when I said I would repay you," said the Mouse. "Now you see that even a Mouse can help a Lion."

A kindness is never wasted.