Second Grade Read Aloud Banquet

Songs for August

The Little Plant

In the heart of a seed,

Buried deep, so deep!

A dear little plant

Lay fast asleep!

"Wake!" said the sunshine,

"And creep to the light!"

"Wake!" said the voice

Of the raindrops bright.

The little plant heard

And it rose to see

What the wonderful

Outside world might be!

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Week 32 Pinocchio Becomes a Donkey from Pinocchio by Carlo Collodi A Laconic Answer from Fifty Famous Stories Retold by James Baldwin Three Cousins Quite Unlike from The Burgess Bird Book for Children by Thornton Burgess The Sea-Maiden Who Became a Sea-Swan (Part 1 of 2) from The Boy Who Knew What the Birds Said by Padraic Colum The Sea of Darkness from The Discovery of New Worlds by M. B. Synge The Big Bear (Part 2 of 2) from The Bears of Blue River by Charles Major Where David Found the Giant's Sword from Hurlbut's Story of the Bible by Jesse Lyman Hurlbut
Roasting Oysters from Richard of Jamestown by James Otis
Learning To Cook Other Things from Richard of Jamestown by James Otis
The Sweet Potato Root from Richard of Jamestown by James Otis
Johnny Darter from Outdoor Visits by Edith M. Patch The Ants and the Grasshopper from The Aesop for Children by Milo Winter I See Something in the Sand from Robinson Crusoe Written Anew for Children by James Baldwin Buchettino from Nursery Tales from Many Lands by Eleanor L. and Ada M. Skinner Mr. Toad and Prickly Porky Put Their Heads Togethe from The Adventures of Unc' Billy Possum by Thornton Burgess A United Family from The Boxcar Children by Gertrude Chandler Warner
The Fairy Thrall, Anonymous Thank You, Pretty Cow by Jane Taylor   The Owl and the Pussy-Cat by Edward Lear Berries by Walter de la Mare Dandelions by Helen Gray Cone My Shadow by Robert Louis Stevenson
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A Roundabout Turn  by Robert H. Charles

A Roundabout Turn


A Toad that lived on Albury Heath

Wanted to see the World.


"It isn't that I dislike the Heath,

It's a perfectly charming Heath, of course—"


"All this heather, and all this gorse,

All this bracken to walk beneath,

With its feathery fronds to the sky uncurled—

It's as jolly a Heath as ever was found."


"But it's flat, and the World, they say, is round.

Yes, fancy," he said, "it's round, they tell me,

And wouldn't I like to go and see!"


"But there, it's a long way down the road

For a fellow that walks as slow as a Toad."


"If I had a horse, I'd go," said he,

"If only I had a horse!

Who's got a horse," he cried, "to sell me?"


Well, nobody had, you see.


But horses came to the Heath one day,

Mettlesome steeds in brave array,

With prancing legs and staring eyes,

And crimson saddles that fall and rise

As round the galloping squadron flies,

And tents, and swings and cokernut shies,

And a hoop-la stall with many a prize,

And races, and a band, and cheering.


"Hark!" said the Toad, "what's this I'm hearing?

It must be the World arrived, by the sound;

"Now I'll see if it's really round!"


Off he crawled to the thick of things,

And the crowds made crawling rather tiring.

"Dear me!" he said, "I wish I'd wings!

If this is the World," said he, perspiring,

"It's inconveniently full of Feet."


When a sudden voice said, "Look—how sweet!

Mummy, a toad! Let's give him a treat."


"It's not very safe for him here on the ground,

So I'll put him up—"


"—on the merry-go-round!"


And before the Toad could answer, the floor began to slide,

The horses started prancing, and the riders settled to ride,

And they all moved faster, and the band began to play,

And away round he went with them, away and away and away.

Hooray! . . . . .


So the Toad rode the Roundabout

Round and round and round;

No one minded him, he sat without a sound;

He rather liked the movement, he rather liked the tune,

He just rode the Roundabout

All the afternoon.


When the time to pay came,

What did he do?

"Tuppence a ride! Tuppence a ride! How much for you?"

Some had ridden for one ride, some had ridden for two—

"Seventy-nine,"  the Toad cried;

The boy said, "Coo!"


"But never you mind," the Toad replied,

"Here's an I.O.U."


"And now," he said, "I'll go, thanks.

I want to get home to tea."


"Another for nothing? No,  thanks,

Not  any more for me!"


Home, holding the grasses,

Crawling a crooked road,


Slowly there passes


A very unsteady




"Well, and what have you found, dear?

And what have you seen and heard?"


"Is the World really round, dear?"

"Round?"  he said, "My word!

Round?"  said he; "you should feel it spin!

Roundest place I ever was in!—

Round?" he chuckled, "it's that!

But it's rather," he said with a knowing wink—

"It's rather a giddy  place, I think."


"Give me a drop of the dew to drink,

And give me the Heath;

it's flat!"