Second Grade Read Aloud Banquet

Songs for March

The Three Little Kittens

Billy Pringle

Mrs. Bond

There Was a Lady Loved a Swine

The Moon's the North Wind's Cooky

The Moon's the North Wind's cooky.

He bites it, day by day,

Until there's but a rim of scraps

That crumble all away.

The South Wind is a baker.

He kneads clouds in his den,

And bakes a crisp new moon that . . . greedy

North . . . Wind . . . eats . . . again!

	Monday	Tuesday	Wednesday	Thursday	Friday	Saturday	Sunday
Week 42	Living Creatures from The Little Lame Prince by Dinah Maria Mulock	The Endless Tale from Fifty Famous Stories Retold by James Baldwin	A Butcher and a Hummer from The Burgess Bird Book for Children by Thornton Burgess	EARTH: THE FIRST STORY from The Forge in the Forest by Padraic Colum The Seven Sleepers from The Forge in the Forest by Padraic Colum	The Last of the Moors from The Discovery of New Worlds by M. B. Synge	Borrowed Fire (Part 2 of 2) from The Bears of Blue River by Charles Major	David's Handsome Son and How He Stole the Kingdom (Part 2 of 2) from Hurlbut's Story of the Bible by Jesse Lyman Hurlbut
	The Condition of the Colony from Richard of Jamestown by James Otis Tobacco from Richard of Jamestown by James Otis Captain Newport's Return from Richard of Jamestown by James Otis	Blue Chicory from Outdoor Visits by Edith M. Patch	The Ass, the Fox, and the Lion from The Aesop for Children by Milo Winter	I Teach Friday Many Things from Robinson Crusoe Written Anew for Children by James Baldwin	The Leaping Match from Merry Tales by Eleanor L. Skinner	What the Snow Did from The Adventures of Unc' Billy Possum by Thornton Burgess	The Sounding Story from The Sandman: His Sea Stories by Willliam J. Hopkins
	The Great Brown Owl by Ann Hawkshaw	Evening Red and Morning Gray, Anonymous		A Nautical Ballad, Anonymous	Five Eyes by Walter de la Mare	Jack Frost by Celia Thaxter	The Mill by Dinah Maria Mulock

The Aesop for Children by Milo Winter

The Fox and the Grapes

A Fox one day spied a beautiful bunch of ripe grapes hanging from a vine trained along the branches of a tree. The grapes seemed ready to burst with juice, and the Fox's mouth watered as he gazed longingly at them.

The bunch hung from a high branch, and the Fox had to jump for it, The first time he jumped he missed it by a long way. So he walked off a short distance and took a running leap at it, only to fall short once more. Again and again he tried, but in vain.

Now he sat down and looked at the grapes in disgust.

"What a fool I am," he said. "Here I am wearing myself out to get a bunch of sour grapes that are not worth gaping for."

And off he walked very, very scornfully.

There are many who pretend to despise and belittle that which is beyond their reach.