Second Grade Read Aloud Banquet

Songs for April

Little Jack Horner

The Little Disaster

My Pretty Maid

The Ploughboy in Luck


Sound the flute!

Now it's mute.

Birds delight,

Day and night.


In the dale,

Lark in sky—


Merrily, merrily to welcome in the year.

Little boy,

Full of joy;

Little girl,

Sweet and small;

Cock does crow,

So do you;

Merry voice,

Infant noise;

Merrily, merrily to welcome in the year.

Little lamb,

Here I am;

Come and lick

My white neck;

Let me pull

Your soft wool;

Let me kiss

Your soft face;

Merrily, merrily we welcome in the year.

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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 Frogs and the Ox

An Ox came down to a reedy pool to drink. As he splashed heavily into the water, he crushed a young Frog into the mud. The old Frog soon missed the little one and asked his brothers and sisters what had become of him.

"A great big  monster," said one of them, "stepped on little brother with one of his huge feet!"

"Big, was he!" said the old Frog, puffing herself up. "Was he as big as this?"


"Oh, much  bigger!" they cried.

The Frog puffed up still more. "He could not have been bigger than this," she said. But the little Frogs all declared that the monster was much, much  bigger and the old Frog kept puffing herself out more and more until, all at once, she burst.

Do not attempt the impossible.