Second Grade Read Aloud Banquet

Songs for June


A very old woman

Lives in yon house.

The squeak of the cricket,

The stir of the mouse,

Are all she knows

Of the earth and us.

Once she was young,

Would dance and play,

Like many another

Young popinjay;

And run to her mother

At dusk of day.

And colours bright

She delighted in;

The fiddle to hear,

And to lift her chin,

And sing as small

As a twittering wren.

But age apace

Comes at last to all;

And a lone house filled

With the cricket's call;

And the scampering mouse

In the hollow wall.

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Week 26 Pinocchio Goes To See the Dog-Fish from Pinocchio by Carlo Collodi Cornelia's Jewels from Fifty Famous Stories Retold by James Baldwin A Maker of Thunder and a Friend in Black from The Burgess Bird Book for Children by Thornton Burgess Bloom-of-Youth and the Witch of the Elders (Part 2 of 2) from The Boy Who Knew What the Birds Said by Padraic Colum The Third Crusade from The Discovery of New Worlds by M. B. Synge Betsy Has a Birthday (Part 3 of 3) from Understood Betsy by Dorothy Canfield Fisher How Saul Saved the Eyes of the Men of Jabesh from Hurlbut's Story of the Bible by Jesse Lyman Hurlbut
The Leader Not Known from Richard of Jamestown by James Otis
Arrival at Chesapeake Bay from Richard of Jamestown by James Otis
An Attack by the Savages from Richard of Jamestown by James Otis
The Crab's Enemies from Seaside and Wayside, Book One by Julia McNair Wright The Owl and the Grasshopper from The Aesop for Children by Milo Winter I Build a Big Canoe from Robinson Crusoe Written Anew for Children by James Baldwin Frolic of the WiId Things from Nursery Tales from Many Lands by Eleanor L. and Ada M. Skinner Unc' Billy Possum Sends for His Family from The Adventures of Unc' Billy Possum by Thornton Burgess The Race from The Boxcar Children by Gertrude Chandler Warner
Daybreak by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow My Shadow by Robert Louis Stevenson   The Fairies of the Caldon Low by Mary Howitt A Widow's Weeds by Walter de la Mare To Violets by Robert Herrick Fairy-Folk by Alice Cary
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The Aesop for Children  by Milo Winter

The Town Mouse and the Country Mouse

A Town Mouse once visited a relative who lived in the country. For lunch the Country Mouse served wheat stalks, roots, and acorns, with a dash of cold water for drink. The Town Mouse ate very sparingly, nibbling a little of this and a little of that, and by her manner making it very plain that she ate the simple food only to be polite.


After the meal the friends had a long talk, or rather the Town Mouse talked about her life in the city while the Country Mouse listened. They then went to bed in a cozy nest in the hedgerow and slept in quiet and comfort until morning. In her sleep the Country Mouse dreamed she was a Town Mouse with all the luxuries and delights of city life that her friend had described for her. So the next day when the Town Mouse asked the Country Mouse to go home with her to the city, she gladly said yes.

When they reached the mansion in which the Town Mouse lived, they found on the table in the dining room the leavings of a very fine banquet. There were sweetmeats and jellies, pastries, delicious cheeses, indeed, the most tempting foods that a Mouse can imagine. But just as the Country Mouse was about to nibble a dainty bit of pastry, she heard a Cat mew loudly and scratch at the door. In great fear the Mice scurried to a hiding place, where they lay quite still for a long time, hardly daring to breathe. When at last they ventured back to the feast, the door opened suddenly and in came the servants to clear the table, followed by the House Dog.


The Town Mouse and the Country Mouse

The Country Mouse stopped in the Town Mouse's den only long enough to pick up her carpet bag and umbrella.

"You may have luxuries and dainties that I have not," she said as she hurried away, "but I prefer my plain food and simple life in the country with the peace and security that go with it."

Poverty with security is better than plenty in the midst of fear and uncertainty.