Second Grade Read Aloud Banquet

Songs for December


The Goops—Table Manners

The Goops they lick their fingers

And the Goops they lick their knives;

They spill their broth on the tablecloth—

Oh, they lead disgusting lives!

The Goops they talk while eating,

And loud and fast they chew;

And that is why I'm glad that I

Am not a Goop—are you?

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Week 47 A Little Snow Bird from The Birds' Christmas Carol by Kate Douglas Wiggin Whittington and His Cat (Part 2 of 2) from Fifty Famous Stories Retold by James Baldwin Some Merry Seed-Eaters from The Burgess Bird Book for Children by Thornton Burgess Which Is Best from Fairy Tales Too Good To Miss—Into the Woods by Lisa M. Ripperton Follow the Leader from The Discovery of New Worlds by M. B. Synge A Castle on Brandywine (Part 1 of 2) from The Bears of Blue River by Charles Major The Angel with the Drawn Sword on Mount Moriah from Hurlbut's Story of the Bible by Jesse Lyman Hurlbut
Turpentine and Tar from Richard of Jamestown by James Otis
The Making of Clapboards from Richard of Jamestown by James Otis
Providing for the Children from Richard of Jamestown by James Otis 		Broad Leaves in Fall from Outdoor Visits by Edith M. Patch The Hares and the Frogs from The Aesop for Children by Milo Winter I Am Called Governor from Robinson Crusoe Written Anew for Children by James Baldwin The Sailor Man from The Golden Windows by Laura E. Richards Happy Jack Squirrel Makes an Unexpected Call from The Adventures of Unc' Billy Possum by Thornton Burgess The Runaway Story from The Sandman: His Sea Stories by Willliam J. Hopkins
Aladdin by James Russell Lowell Wizard Frost by Frank Dempster Sherman   The Merman by Alfred Lord Tennyson Many a Mickle by Walter de la Mare Thanksgiving Day by Lydia Maria Child Thanksgiving Day by Lydia Maria Child
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The Aesop for Children  by Milo Winter

The Two Goats

Two Goats, frisking gayly on the rocky steeps of a mountain valley, chanced to meet, one on each side of a deep chasm through which poured a mighty mountain torrent. The trunk of a fallen tree formed the only means of crossing the chasm, and on this not even two squirrels could have passed each other in safety. The narrow path would have made the bravest tremble. Not so our Goats. Their pride would not permit either to stand aside for the other.

One set her foot on the log. The other did likewise. In the middle they met horn to horn. Neither would give way, and so they both fell, to be swept away by the roaring torrent below.

It is better to yield than to come to misfortune through stubbornness.


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