Second Grade Read Aloud Banquet

Songs for April

How Doth the Little Crocodile

How doth the little crocodile
Improve his shining tail,
And pour the waters of the Nile
On every golden scale!

How cheerfully he seems to grin,
How neatly spreads his claws,
And welcomes little fishes in
With gently smiling jaws! 

	Monday	Tuesday	Wednesday	Thursday	Friday	Saturday	Sunday
Week 48	Drooping Wings from The Birds' Christmas Carol by Kate Douglas Wiggin	Casabianca from Fifty Famous Stories Retold by James Baldwin	Some More Friends Come with the Snow from The Burgess Bird Book for Children by Thornton Burgess	Why the Sea Is Salt from Fairy Tales Too Good To Miss—Into the Woods by Lisa M. Ripperton	Discovery of the Pacific from The Discovery of New Worlds by M. B. Synge	A Castle on Brandywine (Part 2 of 2) from The Bears of Blue River by Charles Major	Solomon on David's Throne from Hurlbut's Story of the Bible by Jesse Lyman Hurlbut
	Dreams of the Future from Richard of Jamestown by James Otis A Plague of Rats from Richard of Jamestown by James Otis Treachery during Captain Smith's Absence from Richard of Jamestown by James Otis	Fall Picnics from Outdoor Visits by Edith M. Patch	The Fox and the Stork from The Aesop for Children by Milo Winter	I Have a New Suit of Clothes from Robinson Crusoe Written Anew for Children by James Baldwin	The Hill from The Golden Windows by Laura E. Richards	Happy Jack Squirrel Helps Unc' Billy Possum from The Adventures of Unc' Billy Possum by Thornton Burgess	The Trafalgar Story from The Sandman: His Sea Stories by Willliam J. Hopkins The Cargo Story from The Sandman: His Sea Stories by Willliam J. Hopkins
	The Willow Man by Juliana Horatia Ewing	Heigho, My Dearie by Eugene Field	A Thanksgiving Fable by Oliver Herford	A Tragic Story by Albert von Chamisso	The Children of Stare by Walter de la Mare	Humility by Robert Herrick	Old Granny Dusk by James Whitcomb Riley

The Aesop for Children by Milo Winter

The Crow and the Pitcher

In a spell of dry weather, when the Birds could find very little to drink, a thirsty Crow found a pitcher with a little water in it. But the pitcher was high and had a narrow neck, and no matter how he tried, the Crow could not reach the water. The poor thing felt as if he must die of thirst.

Then an idea came to him. Picking up some small pebbles, he dropped them into the pitcher one by one. With each pebble the water rose a little higher until at last it was near enough so he could drink.

In a pinch a good use of our wits may help us out.