Second Grade Read Aloud Banquet

Songs for November


The Cupboard

I know a little cupboard,

With a teeny tiny key,

And there's a jar of Lollypops

For me, me, me.


It has a little shelf, my dear,

As dark as dark can be,

And there's a dish of Banbury Cakes

For me, me, me.


I have a small fat grandmamma,

With a very slippery knee,

And she's the Keeper of the Cupboard

With the key, key, key.


And when I'm very good, my dear,

As good as good can be,

There's Banbury Cakes, and Lollypops

For me, me, me.

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Week 8 Geppetto Makes Pinocchio New Feet from Pinocchio by Carlo Collodi Bruce and the Spider from Fifty Famous Stories Retold by James Baldwin Jenny Wren Arrives from The Burgess Bird Book for Children by Thornton Burgess Through the Three Woods and to the King's Castle from The Girl Who Sat by the Ashes by Padraic Colum A Great World Power from The Discovery of New Worlds by M. B. Synge A Short Morning (Part 2 of 2) from Understood Betsy by Dorothy Canfield Fisher Saint David from Our Island Saints by Amy Steedman
Gyda's Saucy Message from Viking Tales by Jennie Hall The Call of Wild Geese (Part 1 of 3) from Outdoor Visits by Edith M. Patch The Boy and the Filberts from The Aesop for Children by Milo Winter I Visit the Wreck from Robinson Crusoe Written Anew for Children by James Baldwin Arcas and Callisto from A Child's Book of Myths and Enchantment Tales by Margaret Evans Price Prickly Porky Nearly Chokes from The Adventures of Prickly Porky by Thornton Burgess The Unloading Story from The Sandman: His Ship Stories by Willliam J. Hopkins
The Night Wind by Eugene Field Humility by Robert Herrick Disobedience by A. A. Milne The Sea, Anonymous Unstooping by Walter de la Mare God Bless Our Native Land by C. T. Brooks Lullaby of an Infant Chief by Sir Walter Scott
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The Aesop for Children  by Milo Winter

The Ants and the Grasshopper

One bright day in late autumn a family of Ants were bustling about in the warm sunshine, drying out the grain they had stored up during the summer, when a starving Grasshopper, his fiddle under his arm, came up and humbly begged for a bite to eat.

"What!" cried the Ants in surprise, "haven't you stored anything away for the winter? What in the world were you doing all last summer?"

"I didn't have time to store up any food," whined the Grasshopper; "I was so busy making music that before I knew it the summer was gone."


[Illustration]

The Ants shrugged their shoulders in disgust.

"Making music, were you?" they cried. "Very well; now dance!" And they turned their backs on the Grasshopper and went on with their work.

There's a time for work and a time for play.