Second Grade Read Aloud Banquet

Songs for November


The Horseman

I heard a horseman

Ride over the hill;

The moon shone clear,

The night was still;

His helm was silver,

And pale was he;

And the horse he rode

Was of ivory.

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Week 7 Geppetto Gives Pinocchio His Breakfast from Pinocchio by Carlo Collodi A Story of Robin Hood from Fifty Famous Stories Retold by James Baldwin The Thaw from The Seasons: Winter by Jane Marcet Crow-feather-Cloak Again (Part 2 of 2) from The Girl Who Sat by the Ashes by Padraic Colum The Roman World from The Discovery of New Worlds by M. B. Synge A Short Morning (Part 1 of 2) from Understood Betsy by Dorothy Canfield Fisher The Story of an Altar beside the River from Hurlbut's Story of the Bible by Jesse Lyman Hurlbut
Harald's Battle from Viking Tales by Jennie Hall Tracks on the Snow from Outdoor Visits by Edith M. Patch The Eagle and the Jackdaw from The Aesop for Children by Milo Winter I Find a Strange Lodging Place from Robinson Crusoe Written Anew for Children by James Baldwin Phaeton and the Chariot of the Sun from A Child's Book of Myths and Enchantment Tales by Margaret Evans Price Jimmy Skunk Calls on Prickly Porky from The Adventures of Prickly Porky by Thornton Burgess The Captain Solomon Story from The Sandman: His Ship Stories by Willliam J. Hopkins
The World's Music by Gabriel Setoun The Sailors' Delight, Anonymous A Lobster Quadrille by Lewis Carroll The Watchman's Song, Anonymous The Cupboard by Walter de la Mare To a Child: Written in Her Album by William Wordsworth Naughty Claude by James Whitcomb Riley
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The Aesop for Children  by Milo Winter

The Fox and the Crow

One bright morning as the Fox was following his sharp nose through the wood in search of a bite to eat, he saw a Crow on the limb of a tree overhead. This was by no means the first Crow the Fox had ever seen. What caught his attention this time and made him stop for a second look, was that the lucky Crow held a bit of cheese in her beak.

"No need to search any farther," thought sly Master Fox. "Here is a dainty bite for my breakfast."

Up he trotted to the foot of the tree in which the Crow was sitting, and looking up admiringly, he cried, "Good-morning, beautiful creature!"


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The Crow, her head cocked on one side, watched the Fox suspiciously. But she kept her beak tightly closed on the cheese and did not return his greeting.

"What a charming creature she is!" said the Fox. "How her feathers shine! What a beautiful form and what splendid wings! Such a wonderful Bird should have a very lovely voice, since everything else about her is so perfect. Could she sing just one song, I know I should hail her Queen of Birds."

Listening to these flattering words, the Crow forgot all her suspicion, and also her breakfast. She wanted very much to be called Queen of Birds.

So she opened her beak wide to utter her loudest caw, and down fell the cheese straight into the Fox's open mouth.

"Thank you," said Master Fox sweetly, as he walked off. "Though it is cracked, you have a voice sure enough. But where are your wits?"

The flatterer lives at the expense of those who will listen to him.