Second Grade Read Aloud Banquet

Songs for March

The Three Little Kittens



Billy Pringle



Mrs. Bond



There Was a Lady Loved a Swine

Some One

Some one came knocking

At my wee, small door;

Some one came knocking,

I'm sure—sure—sure;

I listened, I opened,

I looked to left and right,

But naught there was a-stirring

In the still dark night;

Only the busy beetle

Tap-tapping in the wall,

Only from the forest

The screech-owl's call,

Only the cricket whistling

While the dewdrops fall,

So I know not who came knocking,

At all, at all, at all.

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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 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.


[Illustration]

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.