Second Grade Read Aloud Banquet

Songs for December

The Land of Story-Books

At evening when the lamp is lit,
Around the fire my parents sit;
They sit at home and talk and sing,
And do not play at anything.

Now, with my little gun, I crawl
All in the dark along the wall,
And follow round the forest track
Away behind the sofa back.

There, in the night, where none can spy,
All in my hunter's camp I lie,
And play at books that I have read
Till it is time to go to bed.

These are the hills, these are the woods,
These are my starry solitudes;
And there the river by whose brink
The roaring lions come to drink.

I see the others far away
As if in firelit camp they lay,
And I, like to an Indian scout,
Around their party prowled about.

So when my nurse comes in for me,
Home I return across the sea,
And go to bed with backward looks
At my dear land of Story-Books.

	Monday	Tuesday	Wednesday	Thursday	Friday	Saturday	Sunday
Week 2	Master Cherry Gives a Present to Geppetto from Pinocchio by Carlo Collodi	King Alfred and the Beggar from Fifty Famous Stories Retold by James Baldwin	The Snowball from The Seasons: Winter by Jane Marcet	Fruit for the King's Son from The Girl Who Sat by the Ashes by Padraic Colum	Julius Caesar from On the Shores of the Great Sea by M. B. Synge	Aunt Harriet Has a Cough (Part 2 of 3) from Understood Betsy by Dorothy Canfield Fisher	How the River Jordan Became Dry from Hurlbut's Story of the Bible by Jesse Lyman Hurlbut
	The Tooth Thrall from Viking Tales by Jennie Hall	Suet Pudding for Woodpeckers (Part 2 of 3) from Outdoor Visits by Edith M. Patch	The Tortoise and the Ducks from The Aesop for Children by Milo Winter	I Make My First Voyage from Robinson Crusoe Written Anew for Children by James Baldwin	Cupid and Apollo from A Child's Book of Myths and Enchantment Tales by Margaret Evans Price	The Stranger from the North from The Adventures of Prickly Porky by Thornton Burgess	The Blacksmith Story from The Sandman: His Ship Stories by Willliam J. Hopkins
	The Mountain and the Squirrel by Ralph Waldo Emerson	Wynken, Blynken, and Nod by Eugene Field	How Doth the Little Crocodile by Lewis Carroll	The Plaint of the Camel by Charles Edward Carryl	Tired Tim by Walter de la Mare	Norse Lullaby by Eugene Field	Granny by James Whitcomb Riley

The Aesop for Children by Milo Winter

The Town Mouse and the Country Mouse

A Town Mouse once visited a relative who lived in the country. For lunch the Country Mouse served wheat stalks, roots, and acorns, with a dash of cold water for drink. The Town Mouse ate very sparingly, nibbling a little of this and a little of that, and by her manner making it very plain that she ate the simple food only to be polite.

After the meal the friends had a long talk, or rather the Town Mouse talked about her life in the city while the Country Mouse listened. They then went to bed in a cozy nest in the hedgerow and slept in quiet and comfort until morning. In her sleep the Country Mouse dreamed she was a Town Mouse with all the luxuries and delights of city life that her friend had described for her. So the next day when the Town Mouse asked the Country Mouse to go home with her to the city, she gladly said yes.

When they reached the mansion in which the Town Mouse lived, they found on the table in the dining room the leavings of a very fine banquet. There were sweetmeats and jellies, pastries, delicious cheeses, indeed, the most tempting foods that a Mouse can imagine. But just as the Country Mouse was about to nibble a dainty bit of pastry, she heard a Cat mew loudly and scratch at the door. In great fear the Mice scurried to a hiding place, where they lay quite still for a long time, hardly daring to breathe. When at last they ventured back to the feast, the door opened suddenly and in came the servants to clear the table, followed by the House Dog.

The Town Mouse and the Country Mouse

The Country Mouse stopped in the Town Mouse's den only long enough to pick up her carpet bag and umbrella.

"You may have luxuries and dainties that I have not," she said as she hurried away, "but I prefer my plain food and simple life in the country with the peace and security that go with it."

Poverty with security is better than plenty in the midst of fear and uncertainty.