Second Grade Read Aloud Banquet

Songs for December

The Little Turtle

There was a little turtle.
He lived in a box.
He swam in a puddle.
He climbed on the rocks.

He snapped at a mosquito.
He snapped at a flea.
He snapped at a minnow.
And he snapped at me.

He caught the mosquito.
He caught the flea.
He caught the minnow.
But he didn't catch me. 

	Monday	Tuesday	Wednesday	Thursday	Friday	Saturday	Sunday
Week 35	What Pinocchio Finds in the Dog-Fish from Pinocchio by Carlo Collodi	Diogenes the Wise Man from Fifty Famous Stories Retold by James Baldwin	Peter Sees Rosebreast and Finds Redcoat from The Burgess Bird Book for Children by Thornton Burgess	The Treasure of King Labraid Lorc (Part 1 of 2) from The Boy Who Knew What the Birds Said by Padraic Colum	The Invention of Printing from The Discovery of New Worlds by M. B. Synge	Lost in a Forest (Part 1 of 2) from The Bears of Blue River by Charles Major	The Shepherd Boy Becomes a King from Hurlbut's Story of the Bible by Jesse Lyman Hurlbut
	Captain Smith Gains Authority from Richard of Jamestown by James Otis Disagreeable Measures of Discipline from Richard of Jamestown by James Otis Signs of Rebellion from Richard of Jamestown by James Otis	Box Turtle from Outdoor Visits by Edith M. Patch	The Two Goats from The Aesop for Children by Milo Winter	I Explore My Cave Further from Robinson Crusoe Written Anew for Children by James Baldwin	The Hillman and the Housewife from Merry Tales by Eleanor L. Skinner	Prickly Porky Makes Himself at Home from The Adventures of Unc' Billy Possum by Thornton Burgess	The Fire Story from The Sandman: His Sea Stories by Willliam J. Hopkins
	My Lady Wind, Anonymous	What Does the Bee Do? by Christina Georgina Rossetti		The Walrus and the Carpenter by Lewis Carroll	The Window by Walter de la Mare	Ladybird, Ladybird! by Caroline Bowles Southey	A Song by James Whitcomb Riley

The Aesop for Children by Milo Winter

The Two Goats

Two Goats, frisking gayly on the rocky steeps of a mountain valley, chanced to meet, one on each side of a deep chasm through which poured a mighty mountain torrent. The trunk of a fallen tree formed the only means of crossing the chasm, and on this not even two squirrels could have passed each other in safety. The narrow path would have made the bravest tremble. Not so our Goats. Their pride would not permit either to stand aside for the other.

One set her foot on the log. The other did likewise. In the middle they met horn to horn. Neither would give way, and so they both fell, to be swept away by the roaring torrent below.

It is better to yield than to come to misfortune through stubbornness.