Second Grade Read Aloud Banquet

Songs for December


Twinkle, Twinkle, Little Star

Twinkle, twinkle, little star;

How I wonder what you are!

Up above the world so high,

Like a diamond in the sky!


When the blazing sun is set,

And the grass with dew is wet,

Then you show your little light,

Twinkle, twinkle, all the night.


In the dark blue sky you keep,

And often through my curtains peep,

For you never shut your eye

Till the sun is in the sky.


Then if I were in the dark,

I would thank you for your spark;

I could not see which way to go,

If you did not twinkle so.

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Week 5 Pinocchio Is Hungry from Pinocchio by Carlo Collodi The White Ship from Fifty Famous Stories Retold by James Baldwin Sliding on the Ice from The Seasons: Winter by Jane Marcet Fire for the King's Son from The Girl Who Sat by the Ashes by Padraic Colum The Empire of Rome from On the Shores of the Great Sea by M. B. Synge Betsy Holds the Reins (Part 2 of 3) from Understood Betsy by Dorothy Canfield Fisher The Old Man Who Fought against the Giants from Hurlbut's Story of the Bible by Jesse Lyman Hurlbut
Foes'-fear from Viking Tales by Jennie Hall Balsam Fir (Part 2 of 3) from Outdoor Visits by Edith M. Patch The Dog, the Cock, and the Fox from The Aesop for Children by Milo Winter I Am Shipwrecked from Robinson Crusoe Written Anew for Children by James Baldwin Hercules from A Child's Book of Myths and Enchantment Tales by Margaret Evans Price Peter Rabbit Tells His Story from The Adventures of Prickly Porky by Thornton Burgess The Wedding Story from The Sandman: His Ship Stories by Willliam J. Hopkins
A Sea Song from the Shore by James Whitcomb Riley How Many Seconds in a Minute? by Christina Georgina Rossetti The Monkeys and the Crocodile by Laura E. Richards Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening by Robert Frost The Song of the Soldiers by Walter de la Mare The Snowdrop by Alfred Lord Tennyson Falling Snow, Anonymous
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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.


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