Second Grade Read Aloud Banquet

Songs for December

The Cupboard

I know a little cupboard,
With a teeny tiny key,
And there's a jar of Lollypops
For me, me, me.

It has a little shelf, my dear,
As dark as dark can be,
And there's a dish of Banbury Cakes
For me, me, me.

I have a small fat grandmamma,
With a very slippery knee,
And she's the Keeper of the Cupboard
With the key, key, key.

And when I'm very good, my dear,
As good as good can be,
There's Banbury Cakes, and Lollypops
For me, me, me.

	Monday	Tuesday	Wednesday	Thursday	Friday	Saturday	Sunday
Week 46	A People To Serve from The Little Lame Prince by Dinah Maria Mulock	Whittington and His Cat (Part 1 of 2) from Fifty Famous Stories Retold by James Baldwin	Peter Discovers Two Old Friends from The Burgess Bird Book for Children by Thornton Burgess	The Horse from The Forge in the Forest by Padraic Colum	A Great Mistake from The Discovery of New Worlds by M. B. Synge	On the Stroke of Nine from The Bears of Blue River by Charles Major	Saint Cecilia from In God's Garden by Amy Steedman
	The Unhealthful Location from Richard of Jamestown by James Otis Gathering Oysters from Richard of Jamestown by James Otis Preparing Sturgeon for Food from Richard of Jamestown by James Otis	Good-by Robins (Part 3 of 3) from Outdoor Visits by Edith M. Patch	The Wolf and the Sheep from The Aesop for Children by Milo Winter	I Have an Anxious Day from Robinson Crusoe Written Anew for Children by James Baldwin	The Pig Brother from The Golden Windows by Laura E. Richards	Where Unc' Billy Possum Was from The Adventures of Unc' Billy Possum by Thornton Burgess	The Lighthouse Story from The Sandman: His Sea Stories by Willliam J. Hopkins
	A Good Thanksgiving by Marian Douglas	Foreign Children by Robert Louis Stevenson		America by Samuel Francis Smith	November by Walter de la Mare	Snow-Flakes by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow	They Didn't Think by Phoebe Cary

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.