Second Grade Read Aloud Banquet

Songs for December

Tired Tim

Poor Tired Tim! It's sad for him.
He lags the long bright morning through,
Ever so tired of nothing to do;
He moons and mopes the livelong day,
Nothing to think about, nothing to say;
Up to bed with his candle to creep,
Too tired to yawn, too tired to sleep:
Poor Tired Tim! It's sad for him.

	Monday	Tuesday	Wednesday	Thursday	Friday	Saturday	Sunday
Week 27	The Fight between Pinocchio and His Companions from Pinocchio by Carlo Collodi	Androclus and the Lion from Fifty Famous Stories Retold by James Baldwin	A Fisherman Robbed from The Burgess Bird Book for Children by Thornton Burgess	The Hen-wife's Son and the Princess Bright Brow (Part 1 of 3) from The Boy Who Knew What the Birds Said by Padraic Colum	The Days of Chivalry from The Discovery of New Worlds by M. B. Synge	"Understood Aunt Frances" (Part 1 of 4) from Understood Betsy by Dorothy Canfield Fisher	The Brave Young Prince from Hurlbut's Story of the Bible by Jesse Lyman Hurlbut
	Reading the London Company's Orders from Richard of Jamestown by James Otis Captain Smith a Member of the Council from Richard of Jamestown by James Otis Captain Smith Forced To Remain Aboard from Richard of Jamestown by James Otis	The Uses of Crabs from Seaside and Wayside, Book One by Julia McNair Wright	The Wolf and His Shadow from The Aesop for Children by Milo Winter	I Make an Umbrella from Robinson Crusoe Written Anew for Children by James Baldwin	Little Black Ant from Nursery Tales from Many Lands by Eleanor L. and Ada M. Skinner	Bobby Coon Enters the Wrong House from The Adventures of Unc' Billy Possum by Thornton Burgess	More Education from The Boxcar Children by Gertrude Chandler Warner
	Friends by Abbie Farwell Brown	Daisies by Frank Dempster Sherman		The Dumb Soldier by Robert Louis Stevenson	All But Blind by Walter de la Mare	The Succession of the Four Sweet Months by Robert Herrick	Bed in Summer by Robert Louis Stevenson

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.