Second Grade Read Aloud Banquet

Songs for December


The Caterpillar

Brown and furry

Caterpillar in a hurry,

Take your walk

To the shady leaf, or stalk,

Or what not,

Which may be the chosen spot.

No toad spy you,

Hovering bird of prey pass by you;

Spin and die,

To live again a butterfly.

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Week 12 Pinocchio Is Taken In by the Fox and the Cat from Pinocchio by Carlo Collodi The Miller of the Dee from Fifty Famous Stories Retold by James Baldwin Peter Learns Something He Hadn't Guessed from The Burgess Bird Book for Children by Thornton Burgess How Maid-alone Ceased Being a Goose-herd from The Girl Who Sat by the Ashes by Padraic Colum The Destruction of Pompeii from The Discovery of New Worlds by M. B. Synge What Grade Is Betsy? (Part 2 of 2) from Understood Betsy by Dorothy Canfield Fisher How a Woman Won a Great Victory from Hurlbut's Story of the Bible by Jesse Lyman Hurlbut
Homes in Iceland (Part 1 of 3) from Viking Tales by Jennie Hall Red Oak and Live Oak (Part 1 of 2) from Outdoor Visits by Edith M. Patch The Fox and the Grapes from The Aesop for Children by Milo Winter I Have a Strange Visitor from Robinson Crusoe Written Anew for Children by James Baldwin Jason and the Golden Fleece from A Child's Book of Myths and Enchantment Tales by Margaret Evans Price What Reddy Fox Saw and Did from The Adventures of Prickly Porky by Thornton Burgess The Cape Horn Story from The Sandman: His Ship Stories by Willliam J. Hopkins
The Sing-Away Bird by Lucy Larcom Dandelions by Helen Gray Cone   Ready for Duty by Anna B. Warner Wanderers by Walter de la Mare March by Lucy Larcom Seven Times One by Jean Ingelow
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The Aesop for Children  by Milo Winter

The Crow and the Pitcher

In a spell of dry weather, when the Birds could find very little to drink, a thirsty Crow found a pitcher with a little water in it. But the pitcher was high and had a narrow neck, and no matter how he tried, the Crow could not reach the water. The poor thing felt as if he must die of thirst.

Then an idea came to him. Picking up some small pebbles, he dropped them into the pitcher one by one. With each pebble the water rose a little higher until at last it was near enough so he could drink.

In a pinch a good use of our wits may help us out.


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