Second Grade Read Aloud Banquet

Songs for February

The Old Woman Tossed Up in a Blanket

The Carrion Crow

Sur le Pont d'Avignon

Charley over the Water

Elf and Dormouse

Under a toadstool

Crept a wee Elf,

Out of the rain

To shelter himself.

Under the toadstool,

Sound asleep,

Sat a big Dormouse

All in a heap.

Trembled the wee Elf

Frightened, and yet

Fearing to fly away

Lest he get wet.

To the next shelter

Maybe a mile

Sudden the wee Elf

Smiled a wee smile.

Tugged till the toadstool

Toppled in two

Holding it over him

Gayly he flew.

Soon he was safe home,

Dry as could be.

Soon woke the Dormouse

"Good gracious me!

Where is my toadstool!"

Loud he lamented,

And that's how umbrellas

First were invented.

	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 Milkmaid and Her Pail

A Milkmaid had been out to milk the cows and was returning from the field with the shining milk pail balanced nicely on her head. As she walked along, her pretty head was busy with plans for the days to come.

"This good, rich milk," she reused, "will give me plenty of cream to churn. The butter I make I will take to market, and with the money I get for it I will buy a lot of eggs for hatching. How nice it will be when they are all hatched and the yard is full of fine young chicks. Then when May day comes I will sell them, and with the money I'll buy a lovely new dress to wear to the fair. All the young men will look at me. They will come and try to make love to me,—but I shall very quickly send them about their business!"

As she thought of how she would settle that matter, she tossed her head scornfully, and down fell the pail of milk to the ground. And all the milk flowed out, and with it vanished butter and eggs and chicks and new dress and all the milkmaid's pride.

Do not count your chickens before they are hatched.