Practice Decodable Stories Takehome Book...Grade 1 aligned with Reading Mastery Columbus, OH Practice Decodable Stories Takehome Book

Grade 1aligned with Reading Mastery

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Practice Decodable Stories Takehome Book

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ContentsAbout the Decodable Takehome Books . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 5

How to Make a Takehome Book . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 6–7

Family Letter. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 9–10

Lesson 4: don’t jump on ˇe bed . . . . . . 11–14

Lesson 9: ˇe yarn ˛op, part 1 . . . . . . . . 15–18

Lesson 14: ˇe yarn ˛op, part 2 . . . . . . . . 19–22

Lesson 19: socks and rocks . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 23–26

Lesson 24: socks and rocks gø swimm˘ . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 27–30

Lesson 29: mack is påinted . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 31–34

Lesson 34: sam and ˇe gøat cart . . . . . . . . 35–38

Lesson 39: down ˇe røad, part 1. . . . . . . . . 39–42

Lesson 44: down ˇe røad, part 2 . . . . . . . 43–46

Lesson 49: not sø g˚d . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 47–50

Lesson 54: ˇe hound is around . . . . . . . . . 51–54

Lesson 59 ˛´'ll b´ com˘ around ˇe mountain . . . . . . . . 55–58

Lesson 64: ten in a bed . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 59–62

Lesson 69: silly songs . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 63–66

Lesson 74: ˇ´ little red hen . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 67–70

Lesson 79: ˇ´ sun and ˇ´ wind . . . . . . . . . 71–74

Lesson 84: ¯icken little . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 75–78

Lesson 89: ˇis øld man . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 79–82

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Lesson 94: The Hat Seller and the Monkeys. . . . . . . . 83–86

Lesson 99: The Gingerbread Man . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 87–90

Lesson 104: The Green Grass Grew All Around . . . . . 91–94

Lesson 109: The Boy Who Cried “Wolf”. . . . . . . . . . . . . 95–98

Lesson 114: Rip Van Winkle, part 1 . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 99–102

Lesson 119: Rip Van Winkle, part 2 . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 103–106

Lesson 124: The Silly Monkeys . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 107–110

Lesson 129: Two Tales. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 111–114

Lesson 134: The Wind in the Willows

Chapter 1, part 1 . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 115–118


Chapter 1, part 2 . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 119–122


Chapter 1, part 3 . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 123–126


Chapter 1, part 4 . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 127–130


Chapter 1, part 5 . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 131–134


Chapter 1, part 6 . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 135–138


Chapter 2, part 1 . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 139–142


Chapter 2, part 2 . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 143–146


Chapter 2, part 3 . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 147–150


Chapter 2, part 4 . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 151–154

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About the Decodable Takehome BooksThe Decodable Takehome Books provide opportunities for your students to

apply the skills and vocabulary they learn in the Reading Mastery program as

they read independently. The stories also use the orthography used at this level

of the Reading Mastery program. The vocabulary in these stories is ten lessons

behind the vocabulary in the corresponding Reading Mastery lessons so stu-

dents will have had many opportunities to practice reading the words before

reading the Decodable Takehome Books. Students can fold and staple the pages of each Decodable Takehome Book

to make books of their own to keep and read. We suggest you keep extra sets of

the stories in your classroom for the students to reread.

Directions for preparing the books are on pages 6 and 7.

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How to Make a Takehome Book1. Tear out the pages you need.

2. Place pages 4 and 5 and pages 2 and 7 face up.

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mom is mad at him now. nø dog digs a lot. h´ digs in ˇ´ mud.

s´´ ˇøse tracks on ˇ´ rug? nø dog måde ˇøse tracks. mom got mad. mom said, “nø, dog, nø.” nø dog had to gø to his hut.

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s´´ ˇøse tracks in ˇ´ car? nø dog måde ˇøse tracks. nø dog ran in ˇ´ mud and got in ˇ´ car. mom said, “nø, dog, nø.” nø dog had to gø to his hut.

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s´´ ˇøse tracks in ˇ´ car? nø dog måde ˇøse tracks. nø dog ran in ˇ´ mud and got in ˇ´ car. mom said, “nø, dog, nø.” nø dog had to gø to his hut.

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For you and your child . . . You can share the joy of independent reading with your child. From time to time

your child will bring home his or her own Decodable Takehome Books to read with

you. With your help, these stories can give your child important reading practice and

a joyful shared reading experience.

The Reading Mastery SystemIn these stories there is an unusual way to represent the sounds of English. This

is the way students begin reading in the Reading Mastery program, and it is surpris-

ingly easy. The unusual elements give students clues to the sounds. For example,

when a letter stands for a long vowel sound there is a straight line above it, and a

“silent e” is represented by a small e (cåke).

Also, the only capital letter taught in Grade K is the pronoun I. This allows stu-

dents to focus on learning the relationships of sounds and symbols and on compre-

hension without other concerns.

This system is used throughout Grade K and into Grade 1. It “fades” to our con-

ventional system beginning in Lesson 81 of Grade 1.

Reading with Your ChildYou might want to set aside a few minutes each evening to read these stories

together. Here are some suggestions you might fi nd helpful:

• Do not expect your child to read each story perfectly. Concentrate on sharing

the book together.

• Participate by doing some of the reading.

• If your child gets stuck on a word, just say the word and ask the child to reread

the sentence.

• Talk about the stories as you read, give lots of encouragement, and watch your

child become more fl uent.

Learning to read takes lots of practice. Sharing these stories is one way that your

child can gain that valuable experience. Encourage your child to keep the books in a

special place. This collection will become a library of books that your child can read

and reread. Take the time to listen to your child read. Just a few moments of shared

reading each day can give your child the interest, enthusiasm, and confi dence

needed to excel in reading.

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Para Usted y su Hijo(a) . . . . .Se puede compartir el placer de leer independientemente con su hijo(a). De

cuando en cuando su hijo(a) traerá a casa su propio Decodable Books para leer con

usted. Con su ayuda, estos cuentos le pueden dar a su hijo(a) práctica importante en

la lectura y una experiencia agradable.

El Sistema Reading Mastery En estos cuentos se usa un alfabeto especial para representar los sonidos de

inglés. De esta manera los estudiantes empiezan a leer en el programa ReadingMastery y es bastante fácil. El alfabeto especial les da a los estudiantes las pistas

a los sonidos. Por ejemplo, cuando una letra representa el sonido de un vocal larga

hay una línea recta sobre la letra y una “e mudo” que se representa con una “e”

pequeña (cåke).

También la única letra mayúscula que se enseña en Grado K es el pronombre

“I”. Esto les permite a los estudiantes enfocar en el aprendizaje de las relaciones

entre los sonidos y los símbolos, y en la comprensión de los textos, sin otras

preocupaciones.

Este sistema se usa a lo largo del Grado K y en la primera parte del Grado 1. Se

introduce el sistema convencional gradualmente, empezando con la Lección 81 del

Grado 1.

Leyendo con su Hijo(a)Si usted quiere reservar algunos minutos por la tarde para leer juntos los

cuentos, aquí hay algunas sugerencias interesantes:

• No espere que su hijo(a) sepa leer perfectamente cada cuento. Concéntrese en

leer el libro juntos.

• Participe usted leyendo parte del cuento.

• Si su hijo(a) no conoce alguna palabra, dígale la palabra y pídale que la

pronuncie. Entonces vuelva a leer la frase otra vez.

• Discuta los cuentos, dé mucho ánimo y verá como su hijo(a) llegará a ser más

fl uente.

Aprender a leer exige mucha práctica. Compartir los cuentos es una manera de

ganar experiencia. Esta colección será una biblioteca de libros que su hijo(a) podrá

leer muchas veces. Escuche a su hijo(a) leer. Unos pocos minutos leyendo juntos

cada día pueden proveer el interés, el entusiasmo, y la confi anza que le hace falta

para sobresalir en la lectura.

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little w

alk

. ˇe ¯

icks

w

en

t to s

l´´p in

ˇe b

ox. ˇ

en w

´

wen

t bac

k to ˇ

e ˛

op

.

dan

t˚k ˇ

e y

arn

fø

r m

iss ta

n.

mis

s ta

n t˚

k ˇ

e b

ox o

f ¯

icks

. ˇ

en

dan

walk

ed

hø

me w

iˇ m

iss

tan

an

d ˇ

e ¯

icks

.


3

mis

s t

an

an

d s

lˆd

˙ d

id n

ot

s´´ ˇ

e ¯

icks f

l¥ u

p in

to ˇ

e

yarn

. ˇ

ey d

id n

ot

s´´ ˇ

e ¯

icks

dig

g˘

in a

big

pˆ

le o

f y

arn

. ˇ

ey

did

no

t s´´ ˇ

e ¯

icks d

ˆv

e in

to a

b

ox o

f r

ed

yarn

.

mis

s t

an a

nd s

lˆd˙

yell

ed

, “sto

p, ¯

icks. get

bac

k in

to ˇ

e

box n

ow

.”

“I

mu

st

get

m¥ y

arn

. ˇ

en

w´

mu

st

gø h

øm

e,”

said

mis

s t

an

. “b

oys, I

n´´d h

elp

. w

ill yo

u t

åk

e

ˇe ¯

icks s

ø I

can ˛

op

?”

© SRA/McGraw-Hill

45 22

yarn

wen

t ev˙

y ¸

er

e. h´r

e. ˇ

er

e. ev˙

y ¸

er

e. red

yarn.

¸ˆ

te y

arn

. ˇøs

e ¯ic

ks. ˇ

ey

w˙

e hav˘

fu

n.

sam

an

d d

an

an

d I

hid

un

d˙

a

pˆ

le o

f h

ats

.


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cks a

nd

ro

cks

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lely in

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ction

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ction

, for u

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, is pro

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blish

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27 24

“arf

. arf

. arf

,” s

aid

jån

e.

mo

ˇ˙

said

to tig

˙, “

jån

e says y

ou

roc

k. so

ro

cks

is

ˇe n

åm

e fø

r y

ou

. no

w y

ou

ar

e so

cks

an

d r

oc

ks.”

ˇen

mo

ˇ˙

said

, “soc

ks

yo

u c

an t´

a¯ r

oc

ks to

talk

d

og

talk

. ro

cks

, yo

u c

an

t´

a¯ s

oc

ks to

talk

tig˙

ta

lk. y

ou

will h

av

e fu

n.”


3

“arf

.”

“arf

? ¸

at

do

yo

u m

án

?arf

? ¸

¥ d

o y

ou

talk

lˆ

ke

ˇat?

” s

aid

lit

tle t

ig˙

.

“h

´ is a

do

g. h

´ is b

ark˘

,”

said

mo

ˇ˙

tig

˙.

“is

ˇat

¸at

a d

og

l˚

ks

lˆk

e?

h´ l˚

ks lˆ

ke a

mo

p t

o

m´,”

said

lit

tle t

ig˙

.

“a d

og

can

l˚

k lˆ

ke ˇ

at,

”

said

h˙

mo

ˇ˙

.

“arf. arf. arf,”

said

ˇe

litt

l e d

og.

moˇ

˙ t

ig˙

sm

iled

. “h

´ is

not

a h

´, litt

l e t

ig˙

. h

´ is a

dog. h˙

nåm

e is j

ån

e. b

ut

˛´ s

ays ˇ

e n

åm

e s

oc

ks is

bett

˙.”

© SRA/McGraw-Hill

45 26

little tig

˙ w

alk

ed ø

v˙

to

ˇe littl

e do

g. ˛

´ lo

ok

ed a

t ˇ

e d

og

fro

m n

øs

e to tå

il. “can

I p

et h

im?

” littl

e tig˙

said

to h

˙ m

oˇ

˙.

“can

little tig

˙ p

et y

ou

?”

mo

ˇ˙

said

to ˇ

e littl

e dog.

“arf

. arf

,” littl

e do

g b

ark

ed.

“h

´ s

aid

yes, littl

e tig˙

.”

little tig

˙ s

mil

ed a

t ˇe littl

e d

og

. ˇen

little d

og

jum

ped

u

p a

nd

kis

sed

little tig

˙ o

n

ˇe n

øs

e.

“h

´ k

iss

ed m

´. h

´ k

iss

ed

m´. I

lˆk

e him

. ¸at is

his

n

åm

e? lo

ok a

t his

f´´t. h

is

f´´t lo

ok lˆ

ke h

´ h

as s

oc

ks.

is h

is n

åm

e so

cks

?”


¸en ˇ

e s

un s

tarte

d t

o g

ø d

ow

n,

mom

said

, “w

´ m

ust

gø

no

w,

roc

ks. it

is t

ˆm

e t

o g

ø h

øm

e.”

roc

ks s

tarte

d t

o c

r¥. “d

on

’t c

r¥,

ro

cks. big

gir

ls d

on’t

cr¥ ø

v˙

ˇ

˘s lˆk

e ˇ

at.

w´ w

ill p

låy

an

oˇ

˙ t

ˆm

e.”

ˇen

ro

cks r

an h

øm

e w

iˇ h

˙

moˇ

˙. and s

oc

ks w

en

t in

to h

˙

høm

e.

so

cks a

nd

ro

cks g

ø

sw

imm

˘

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d h

ere

in o

n th

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nd

ition

tha

t such

ma

teria

l b

e re

pro

du

ced

on

ly for cla

ssroo

m u

se; b

e p

rovid

ed

to

stud

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ts, tea

che

rs, or fa

milie

s with

ou

t cha

rge

; an

d b

e u

sed

so

lely in

con

jun

ction

with


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y oth

er re

pro

du

ction

, for u

se o

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, is pro

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ited

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rmissio

n o

f the

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blish

er.

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ted

in th

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3

“it

is a

ho

t, h

ot

dåy. co

me t

o m

¥

hø

me a

nd

plå

y in

ˇe w

ate

r. w

´

can

ju

mp

an

d s

lˆd

e in

ˇe p

˚l,”

said

so

cks.

“le

t’s a

sk m

om

,” s

aid

ro

cks. “˛

´

will g

ø w

iˇ u

s.”

s˚

n s

oc

ks y

ell

ed, “ˇ

er

e is m

¥

høm

e. ˇ

er

e is m

¥ p

˚l.”

ˇey r

an

to ˇ

e p

˚l. r

oc

ks a

nd

soc

ks j

um

ped in. m

om

sat

b¥ ˇ

e

p˚

l.

roc

ks a

nd s

oc

ks p

låy

ed

in

ˇe

p˚

l. ˇ

ey w

ent

up a

nd

do

wn

ˇe

slˆ

de.

© SRA/McGraw-Hill

45 30

mo

ˇ˙

tig˙

was u

nd

˙ a

tr´´. it

loo

ked

like ˛

´ w

as s

l´´p

˘. b

ut

˛´ w

as n

ot r

eally

sl´

´p

˘.

“˛

-˛-˛

,” s

aid

ro

cks

. “m

oˇ

˙

is s

l´´p

˘. le

t’s ju

mp

on

h˙

.”

ro

cks

an

d s

oc

ks r

an

an

d ju

mp

ed

on

mo

m. m

om

an

d r

oc

ks a

nd

so

cks

plå

yed

an

d p

låy

ed. m

om

lic

ked

ˇem

an

d g

åv

e ˇem

hu

gs.

af

t˙ a

little b

it, ˇey s

top

ped

an

d

wen

t to s

l´´p

in ˇ

e s

un

.

¸en

ˇey g

ot u

p f

rom

sl´

´p

˘,

ro

cks

said

to h

˙ m

om

, “le

t’s g

ø

sw

imm

˘. w

´ c

an

gø

hø

me w

iˇ

so

cks

. w´ c

an

sw

im in

h˙

p˚

l.”

so

mo

m a

nd

ro

cks

an

d s

oc

ks

sta

rt

ed w

alk

˘. ¸

en

ˇey g

ot to

a s

tr´

am, r

oc

ks s

aid

, “m

om

, let

us r

ˆd

e on

yo

ur b

ac

k, and

yo

u

can

sw

im.”

“yo

u g

irls

can

sw

im. b

ut y

ou

ˇ

ink it is

fu

n to

rˆd

e on m

¥ b

ac

k. yo

u a

re f

un

ny. h

øld

on. h

er

e w´

gø

,” s

aid

mom

.


mac

k is

på

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uce

the

m

ate

rial co

nta

ine

d h

ere

in o

n th

e co

nd

ition

tha

t such

ma

teria

l b

e re

pro

du

ced

on

ly for cla

ssroo

m u

se; b

e p

rovid

ed

to

stud

en

ts, tea

che

rs, or fa

milie

s with

ou

t cha

rge

; an

d b

e u

sed

so

lely in

con

jun

ction

with


An

y oth

er re

pro

du

ction

, for u

se o

f sale

, is pro

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ited

with

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t p

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ritten

pe

rmissio

n o

f the

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blish

er.

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ted

in th

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27 32

sam

på

inte

d. p

åin

t was f

l¥˘

ev˙

y ¸

er

e. på

int g

ot o

n s

am

. p

åin

t go

t on

ˇe tr

´´. p

åin

t go

t o

n ˇ

e p

ad. p

åin

t got o

n m

ac

k, b

ut d

on

’t tell h

im.

“ˇ

er

e. do y

ou

want to

s´´ ¸

at

yo

u lo

ok lˆ

ke?

” a

sk

ed s

am

.

“¸

at?

ˇat is

no

t m´. I

do

n’t

loo

k lˆ

ke ˇ

at. I

do

n’t h

av

e a r

ed

tå

il. I d

on

’t hav

e a ¸

ˆt

e nøs

e. I

do

n’t h

av

e på

int o

n m

¥ ´

ars,”

m

ac

k yell

ed.

“yo

u d

o n

ow

,” s

aid

sam

.


3

sam

an

d m

ac

k a

re n

ot

bro

ˇ˙

s.

sam

is a

du

ck. m

ac

k is a

do

g. b

ut

ˇey a

re lˆ

ke b

ro

ˇ˙

s. ˇ

ey lˆ

ke

á¯

oˇ

˙. ˇ

ey a

re w

iˇ ´

a¯

o

ˇ˙

ev˙

y d

åy.

ˇe o

ˇ˙

dåy, m

ac

k a

nd

sam

w˙

e

walk

˘. sam

had

a b

ig b

ox. sam

h

ad

on

a f

un

ny h

at

an

d t

op

an

d

pan

ts. ˇ

er

e w

as a

lo

t o

f p

åin

t o

n ˇ

e h

at

an

d ˇ

e t

op

an

d ˇ

e

pan

ts.

“I

am

gø˘

to p

åin

t yo

u,”

answ

˙ed s

am

.

“n

ø,”

said

mac

k. “nø. n

ø. I

let

you

do s

om

e f

unny ˇ

˘s, sam

. bu

t you

ar

e n

ot

gø˘

to

på

int

m´. I

don’t

want

på

int

on

m´

becau

se I

will hav

e t

o t

åk

e a

baˇ

.”

“I

am

not

gø˘

to g

et

på

int

on

you

. I

am

gø˘

to p

åin

t o

n ˇ

is

pad. I

will på

int

¸at

yo

u l˚

k

lˆk

e. I

will not

get

på

int

on

yo

u,

bu

t I

will get

som

e m

ør

e p

åin

t o

n

m´,”

said

sam

.

“yo

u h

ad b

ett

˙ n

ot

get

på

int

on

m

´,”

said

mac

k.

“ˇ

en h

øld

sti

ll a

nd let

m´ p

åin

t,”

said

sam

.

© SRA/McGraw-Hill

45 34

“¸

er

e are y

ou

gø

˘?

” a

sk

ed

mac

k.

“co

me w

iˇ m

´. y

ou

will s

´´,”

said

sam

.

“¸

¥ is

ˇer

e på

int o

n y

ou

r h

at

an

d to

p a

nd

pan

ts?

” a

sk

ed m

ac

k.

“co

me w

iˇ m

´. y

ou

will s

´´,”

said

sam

.

“¸

at is

in ˇ

e b

ox?

” a

sk

ed m

ac

k.

“co

me w

iˇ m

´. y

ou

will s

´´,”

said

sam

.

sø

mac

k wen

t wiˇ

sam

.

¸en

ˇey g

ot to

ˇe p

ark, s

am

w

en

t to a

spo

t in ˇ

e s

un

. it was

n´

ar a

tr´´ a

nd

a p

on

d.

“sta

nd

h´r

e, mac

k,” s

aid

sam

.

“¸

¥?

” a

sk

ed m

ac

k.

“yo

u w

ill s´´,”

answ

˙ed

sam

.

sam

go

t a b

ru

˛. h

´ g

ot p

åin

t. h´

go

t a p

ad

.

“n

ow

sta

nd

still,”

said

sam

.

“¸

¥?

” a

sk

ed m

ac

k. “it is

tˆm

e to

tell m

´.”

35 8

sam

an

d ˇ

e

gø

at

cart

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ed b

y B

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rod

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m

ate

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nta

ine

d h

ere

in o

n th

e co

nd

ition

tha

t such

ma

teria

l b

e re

pro

du

ced

on

ly for cla

ssroo

m u

se; b

e p

rovid

ed

to

stud

en

ts, tea

che

rs, or fa

milie

s with

ou

t cha

rge

; an

d b

e u

sed

so

lely in

con

jun

ction

with


An

y oth

er re

pro

du

ction

, for u

se o

f sale

, is pro

hib

ited

with

ou

t p

rior w

ritten

pe

rmissio

n o

f the

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blish

er.

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ted

in th

e U

nite

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27 36

“le

t’s g

ø, r

on

. let’s

gø

to ˇ

e

stø

re,”

said

sam

.

© SRA/McGraw-Hill

37 63

“I

hav

e t

o d

o lo

ts o

f ˛

op

p˘

. ˇ

e p

ig a

nd

ˇe ¯

icks n

´´d

f´´d

. m

ˆl es, ˇ

e r

ab

bit

, m

ust

hav

e

b´

an

s. m

ac

k m

ust

hav

e b

øn

es.

jill m

ust

hav

e r

øp

e, an

d I

n´´d

cø

rn

,” s

aid

sam

. “I

n´´d

a r

ide

to ˇ

e s

tør

e. I

am

gø

˘ t

o m

åk

e a

g

øat

cart.

ˇen

I c

an

tak

e ˇ

e g

øat

cart

to ˇ

e s

tør

e. A

gø

at

cart

will

hø

ld lo

ts o

f ˇ

˘s.”

“n

ow

I w

ill get

ˇe ø

ld b

ikes

from

ˇe b

arn. ˇ

ey w

ill b

e g

˚d

før ˇ

e c

art,

” s

aid

sam

. “ˇ

en

I

will g

et

ˇe g

øat.

”

© SRA/McGraw-Hill

45 38

sam

go

t a b

ig b

ox. “

I w

ill help

yo

u,”

said

jill. “I

can

på

int ˇ

e

bo

x r

ed

an

d y

ello

w. I

can

på

int

yo

ur n

åm

e on

ˇe b

ox.”

“I

mu

st f

ˆn

d a

s´

at fø

r ˇ

e

cart,”

said

sam

.

“d

id y

ou

l˚k in

ˇe b

arn

?” a

sk

ed

jill. “f

ˆn

d a

little b

ox a

nd

nå

il it to

ˇe b

ig b

ox.”

“ˇ

at is

g˚

d. y

es, I

will d

o ˇ

at,”

said

sam

.

sam

go

t a littl

e bo

x. h

e s

at o

n it.

“ˇ

is is

a h

ard

s´

at,” s

aid

sam

. if

I ta

ke ˇ

e c

art o

n ˇ

e r

øad

, I w

ill n

´´d

a p

ad.”

“I

will h

elp

yo

u,”

said

mˆ

les

. “I

can

get a

pad

fø

r ˇ

e s

át. ˇ

e

pad

will b

e r

ed

an

d ˇ

e s

át w

ill b

e y

ellø

w.”

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ction

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sam

saw

ˇe s

tør

e. “w

´ w

ill b´

ˇer

e s˚

n, r

on. y

ou

can

slø

w

do

wn

no

w.”

ro

n w

alk

ed u

p to

ˇe s

tør

e. ˇen

sam

go

t do

wn f

ro

m ˇ

e c

art. h

´

ran

to ˇ

e s

tør

e an

d tr

êd

to g

et

in. “

oh

, nø

, nø

,” s

aid

sam

. “w

´

are lå

te. w

´ c

an’t ˛

op.”

sam

sat d

ow

n o

n ˇ

e s

tep

s a

nd

crˆ

ed, “

w´ a

re lå

te. it is

gett˘

d

ark. ¸

at w

ill w´ d

o?

”

“d

o n

ot c

r¥, s

am

. w´ c

an

sl´

´p

in

ˇe p

ark. it w

ill b´ f

un

.”


3

sam

an

d ˇ

e g

øat

cart

sta

rte

d

do

wn

ˇe r

øad

. “yes, ˇ

is is v

ery

g˚

d,”

said

sam

to

ro

n. “d

on

’t

yo

u ˇ

ink w

´ w

ill h

av

e f

un

, ro

n?

”

“w

´ w

ill hav

e f

un

if

yo

u d

on

’t

tr¥ t

o t

ell m

´ ¸

at

to d

o,”

said

ro

n.

“w

´ a

re a

te

am

, ro

n. I

will n

ot

tell

yo

u ¸

at

to d

o. n

ow

gø

fast˙

. A

t ˇ

is r

åte

, w

´ w

ill n

ot

get

to ˇ

e

stø

re in

tˆ

me t

o ˛

op

,” s

aid

sam

.

“h

øld

on y

ou

silly

du

ck. if

yo

u

wan

t m

´ t

o r

un, I

will ru

n.”

ro

n

sta

rte

d r

unn˘

. h´ r

an

fast˙

an

d f

ast˙

. ´

a¯

tˆm

e h

´ h

it a

roc

k, ˇ

e c

art

went

up a

nd

do

wn

. ´

a¯

tˆm

e ˇ

e c

art

wen

t u

p a

nd

d

ow

n, sam

went

up a

nd

do

wn

.

“sto

p, ron, sto

p,”

sam

yell

ed

.

“I

can

’t h

ár y

ou

,” r

on

answ

˙ed.

“m

¥ t

åil,

m¥ t

åil

is s

ore,”

sam

crˆ

ed, and r

on r

an d

ow

n ˇ

e

rø

ad.

© SRA/McGraw-Hill

45 42

“f

ast˙

? if

I g

ø f

ast˙

yo

u w

ill g

ø f

l¥˘

. yo

u h

øld

on

an

d d

on

’t te

ll m´ to

gø

fast˙

.”

ro

n w

alk

ed a

nd

walk

ed. s

am

wen

t to

sl´

´p

in h

is s

át. ˇ

e c

art w

en

t slø

w˙

an

d s

løw

˙. r

on

sto

pp

ed

in ˇ

e r

øad

an

d d

ro

pp

ed h

is h

ead

. ro

n w

as s

l´´p

˘.

at la

st a

big

bu

g b

it ro

n o

n ˇ

e

ár

. ro

n ju

mp

ed a

nd y

ell

ed, “

¸at

was ˇ

at?

¸¥ d

id y

ou

bˆ

te

m´, s

am

? I

was h

av˘

a g

oo

d

dr´

am.”

“I

did

no

t bˆ

te y

ou

, yo

u s

illy

gø

at. yo

u w

˙e s

l´´p

˘. w

´ w

ill n

ot g

et to

ˇe s

tør

e if y

ou

sl´

´p.

no

w y

ou

mu

st r

un

. ru

n to

ˇe

stø

re.”


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ed

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rs, or fa

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t cha

rge

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e u

sed

so

lely in

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ction

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er re

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, for u

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sø

jån

e an

d s

am

an

d r

on

wen

t d

øw

n ˇ

e r

øad

. ¸en

ˇey g

ot

to h

˙ h

øm

e, jån

e said

, “le

t’s ´

at d

inn

˙. ˇ

en

yo

u c

an s

l´´p. w

´

hav

e lots

of f

un

h´r

e, bu

t ˇer

e is

on

e ˇ

˘ y

ou

can

’t do.”

“¸

at is

ˇat?

” r

on

ask

ed.

“yo

u c

an’t ju

mp o

n ˇ

e b

ed. n

ø

jum

p˘

on ˇ

e b

ed.”

“ø

h, w

´ n

ev˙

jum

p o

n ˇ

e b

ed

,”

said

sam

.

“n

ev˙

,” s

aid

ro

n. “

w´ n

ev˙

ju

mp

on

ˇe b

ed

.”


3

sam

tø

ld h

imself

to

sto

p c

r¥˘

. sam

said

, “sam

, yo

u a

nd

ro

n a

re

fˆ

ne. yo

u w

ill h

av

e f

un

. g

et

back

on

ˇe c

art

an

d g

ø t

o ˇ

e p

ark.”

ˇey s

tart e

d f

ør ˇ

e p

ark. ˇ

en

sam

saw

a b

ig, b

ig ˇ

˘ w

alk

˘

do

wn

ˇe r

øad

. “w

ow

. ro

n, lo

ok.

¸at

is ˇ

at

big

ˇ˘

? it

has a

b

ig n

øs

e a

nd

a lit

tle t

åil.

l˚

k a

t ˇ

at

big

he

ad

. l˚

k a

t ˇ

øs

e ´

ars.

hav

e y

ou

ev˙

s´ń

an

yˇ

˘ lˆ

ke

ˇat?

wo

uld

n’t

yo

u lo

ve t

o b

´ ˇ

at

big

?”

“I

hav

e a

big

høm

e,”

said

jån

e.

“yo

u c

ou

ld h

av

e d

inn

˙ a

nd

sta

y

at

m¥ h

øm

e. I

wou

ld b

´ h

ap

py t

ø

hav

e y

ou

.”

“ˇ

an

k y

ou

sø m

u¯

,” s

aid

ro

n.

“it

wo

uld

be g

˚d t

o h

av

e d

inn

˙

and a

good s

l´´p. w

´ lik

e t

o

sl´

´p

.”

© SRA/McGraw-Hill

45 46

“ø

h, s

am

, it is s

ø b

ig. ¸

at if

it can

’t s´´ u

s?

¸at if

it ste

ps o

n

us?

”

a b

ig f

˚t c

åm

e n´

ar r

on

. sam

yell

ed, “

sto

p. s

top

. do

n’t s

tep

on

u

s.”

“¸

at w

as ˇ

at,”

said

ˇe b

ig

ˇ˘

. “I

can

’t s´´ a

nyˇ

˘. b

ut

I c

an

f´´l s

øm

eˇ˘

wiˇ

m¥

f˚

t. I m

ust g

et m

¥ g

lasses.”

ˇe b

ig ˇ

˘ s

top

ped

. ˛´ g

ot h

˙

gla

sses s

ø ˛

´ c

ou

ld s

´´.

“m

¥, ø

h, m

¥,”

˛´ s

aid

. “¸

o a

re

yo

u?

”

“I

am

ro

n,”

said

ˇe g

øat. “

an

d

ˇis

is s

am

ˇe d

uc

k. ¸o

are

yo

u?

”

“I

am

jån

e. I a

m a

n e

lep

han

t,”

jån

e an

sw

˙ed

.

“d

o y

ou

live h

´r

e?” a

sk

ed r

on.

“yes, I

live d

ow

n ˇ

e r

øad

. yo

u

do

n’t liv

e h´r

e. ¸er

e ar

e yo

u

fro

m?

” a

sk

ed jå

ne.

“w

´ liv

e on

a f

arm

. w´ c

åm

e to

˛o

p, b

ut it g

ot lå

te. ˇ

e ˛

op

s

ar

e ˛u

t,” a

nsw

˙ed

sam

.


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t sø

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t such

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teria

l b

e re

pro

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ced

on

ly for cla

ssroo

m u

se; b

e p

rovid

ed

to

stud

en

ts, tea

che

rs, or fa

milie

s with

ou

t cha

rge

; an

d b

e u

sed

so

lely in

con

jun

ction

with


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y oth

er re

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ction

, for u

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“ø

h n

ø, y

ou

brø

ke ˇ

e b

ed

,” s

am

said

. “¸

at w

ill w´ d

o?

¸er

e will

w´ s

l´´p

?”

“yo

u w

ill hav

e to s

l´´p

on

ˇe

flø

ør,”

said

jån

e. “n

ow

I m

ust

gø

to b

ed

.”

sø

ro

n a

nd

sam

went to

sl´

´p

o

n ˇ

e b

ed

. an

d ˇ

ey h

ad

a v

ery

g˚

d s

l´´p

.


3

ro

n a

nd

sam

wen

t to

bed

. ˇ

e

bed

ro

om

was b

ig. ˇ

er

e w

as o

ne

big

bed

. sam

sat

on

ˇe b

ed

. it

f

elt

lˆ

ke a

clo

ud

. it

felt

lˆ

ke a

big

p

ˆle o

f c

lou

ds.

“ø

h-h

-h-h

,” s

aid

sam

. “ˇ

is w

ill

b´ lˆ

ke s

l´´p

˘ o

n a

clo

ud

.”

“le

t m

´ s

´´,”

said

ro

n. ro

n s

at

on

ˇe b

ed

.

“ø

h-h

-h-h

,” s

aid

ro

n. “ˇ

is w

ill b

´

lˆk

e s

l´´p˘

on

a c

lou

d.”

ST

OP

!!!

yell

ed j

ån

e. nø

mo

re

jum

p˘

on ˇ

e b

ed.

ron a

nd s

am

sto

pp

ed

.

“b

øys. bøys. did

n’t

I s

åy, d

on

’t

jum

p o

n ˇ

e b

ed?” a

sk

ed

jån

e.

“yes,”

ˇey a

nsw

˙ed

. “b

ut

¸¥?

ju

mp˘

on ˇ

is b

ed is s

ø m

u¯

fu

n.”

“yes, it

is,”

said

jån

e. “I

’ll te

ll

you

¸¥ y

ou

˛ou

ldn’t

ju

mp

on ˇ

e b

ed. bćau

se ˇ

en

I w

an

t to

ju

mp o

n ˇ

e b

ed.”

Sø

jån

e

jum

ped o

n ˇ

e b

ed.

© SRA/McGraw-Hill

45 50

sam

sat v

ery s

till. ˇen

h´

jum

ped

just a

little ju

mp

.

“sto

p, s

am

,” r

on

said

. “w

´ c

an

’t ju

mp

on

ˇe b

ed

.”

“ju

st a

little, littl

e jum

p,”

said

sam

. “ˇ

en

I’ll s

top

.”

sø

ro

n s

aid

, “ˇ

en

I’ll d

o ju

st a

littl

e jum

p.”

an

d ˇ

ey d

id v

ery littl

e jum

ps o

n

ˇe b

ed

.

ˇen

ˇey d

id n

ot d

o littl

e jum

ps.

so

on

ˇey w

er

e do

˘ b

ig ju

mp

s.

an

d ˇ

ey k

ep

t jum

p˘

.

jum

p˘

. jum

p˘

. øh-h

-h-h

-h.


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ou

nd

is

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t such

ma

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e re

pro

du

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on

ly for cla

ssroo

m u

se; b

e p

rovid

ed

to

stud

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ts, tea

che

rs, or fa

milie

s with

ou

t cha

rge

; an

d b

e u

sed

so

lely in

con

jun

ction

with


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y oth

er re

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du

ction

, for u

se o

f sale

, is pro

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“w

ell, d

on

’t scr´

am a

ro

un

d m

´.

yo

u s

illy ˇ

˘s, g

ø a

wåy.”

sø

ˇe c

ow

and

ˇe h

ou

nd

an

d

ˇe k

itten

wen

t bac

k to ˇ

e b

arn

.

“d

o y

ou

all w

ant to

gø f

or a

bˆ

ke

rˆ

de?

” a

sk

ed ˇ

e k

itten

s.

“w

´ c

an

rˆd

e dow

n ˇ

e r

øad

an

d

scr´

am,”

said

ˇe c

ow

.


3

¸at

is ˇ

at

so

un

d?

ˇe h

ou

nd

is a

ro

un

d.

¸er

e?

øv˙

b¥ ˇ

e b

arn

.

¸at

is h

e d

o˘

?

h´ is s

l´´p

˘.

sh

-sh

-sh

. le

t’s t

r¥ t

o s

lip

past

him

.

“S

TO

P!”

˛ou

ted ˇ

e g

øat.

bam

. bam

. bam

. ˇ

e c

ow

sto

pp

ed

. ˇ

e k

itte

ns r

an into

ˇe c

ow

. ˇ

e

hou

nd r

an into

ˇe k

itte

ns.

“¸

at

is g

ø˘

on?” a

sk

ed

ˇe

gø

at.

“ˇ

e c

ow

scr´

am

ed,”

said

ˇe

hou

nd a

nd ˇ

e k

itte

ns. “˛

´ m

åd

e

us s

cr´

am

.”

“¸

¥ d

id y

ou

scr´

am

, co

w?

”

ask

ed ˇ

e g

øat.

“b

ćau

se I

felt

lˆk

e it.

so

metˆ

mes

I j

ust

f´´l lˆ

ke s

cr´

am

˘,”

said

ˇ

e c

ow

.

© SRA/McGraw-Hill

45 54

ˇe littl

e kitte

ns g

ot d

ow

n o

n ˇ

e

gro

un

d. ˇ

ey s

lipp

ed a

ro

un

d ˇ

e

ho

un

d. ˇ

e h

ou

nd

sm

ˆled

in h

is

sl´

´p

. just a

s ˇ

e k

itten

s g

ot

past ˇ

e h

ou

nd

, a c

ow

scr´

amed

, “M

OO

OO

OO

OO

OO

OO

OO

OO

.”

ˇe k

ittens ju

mp

ed a

nd

scr´

amed

, “O

OO

OO

OO

OO

OO

OO

OO

OW

.”

ˇe h

ou

nd

jum

ped

and

scr´

amed

, “W

OO

OO

OO

OO

OO

OW

.”

ˇe c

ow

ran

. ˇe k

itten

s r

an

af

t˙ ˇ

e c

ow

. ˇe h

ou

nd r

an

af

t˙ ˇ

e k

itten

s. ˇ

ey a

ll ran

an

d s

cr´

amed

.

55 8

øh, w

´’ll all g

ø o

ut

to g

r´´t

h˙

,ø

h, w

´’ll all g

ø o

ut

to g

r´´t

h˙

,ø

h, w

´’ll all g

ø o

ut

to g

r´´t

h˙

,¸

en ˛

´ c

om

es,

(¸en ˛

´ c

om

es.)

˛´’ll b

´

co

m˘

aro

un

d ˇ

e

mo

un

tain

Fol

kson

gIll

ustr

ated

by

Bra

d M

ancu

so

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odab

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ate

rial co

nta

ine

d h

ere

in o

n th

e co

nd

ition

tha

t such

ma

teria

l b

e re

pro

du

ced

on

ly for cla

ssroo

m u

se; b

e p

rovid

ed

to

stud

en

ts, tea

che

rs, or fa

milie

s with

ou

t cha

rge

; an

d b

e u

sed

so

lely in

con

jun

ction

with


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er re

pro

du

ction

, for u

se o

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, is pro

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rmissio

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pu

blish

er.

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nite

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tate

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rica.

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27 56

øh

, w´’ll a

ll gø o

ut to

gr´´t h

˙

¸en

˛´ c

om

es,

(¸en

˛´ c

om

es.)

øh

, w´’ll a

ll gø o

ut to

gr´´t h

˙

¸en

˛´ c

om

es,

(¸en

˛´ c

om

es.)

© SRA/McGraw-Hill

57 63

˛´’ll b

´ c

om

˘ a

ro

un

d ˇ

e

mo

un

tain

¸en

˛´ c

om

es,

(¸en

˛´ c

om

es.)

˛´’ll b

´ c

om

˘ a

ro

un

d ˇ

e

mo

un

tain

¸en

˛´ c

om

es,

(¸en

˛´ c

om

es.)

˛´’ll b´ d

rˆv˘

six

¸ˆ

te

hørses,

˛´’ll b´ d

rˆv˘

six

¸ˆ

t e

hørses,

˛´’ll b´ d

rˆv˘

six

¸ˆ

te

hørses,

¸en ˛

´ c

om

es,

(¸en ˛

´ c

om

es.)

© SRA/McGraw-Hill

45 58

˛´’ll b

´ c

om

˘ a

ro

un

d ˇ

e

mo

un

tain

,

˛´’ll b

´ c

om

˘ a

ro

un

d ˇ

e

mo

un

tain

,

˛´’ll b

´ c

om

˘ a

ro

un

d ˇ

e

mo

un

tain

,

¸en

˛´ c

om

es,

(¸en

˛´ c

om

es.)

˛´’ll b

´ d

rˆ

v˘

six

¸ˆ

te

hø

rses

¸en

˛´ c

om

es,

(¸en

˛´ c

om

es.)

˛´’ll b

´ d

rˆ

v˘

six

¸ˆ

te

hø

rses

¸en

˛´ c

om

es,

(¸en

˛´ c

om

es.)

© SRA/McGraw-Hill


folk

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me

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e u

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ction

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rmissio

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blish

er.

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ted

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e U

nite

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27 60

ˇer

e w˙

e 2 in

a b

ed

an

d ˇ

e littl

e o

ne s

aid

, “rø

ll øv˙

, røll ø

v˙

.”

sø

ˇey a

ll rø

lled

øv˙

an

d o

ne

fell o

ut.

ˇer

e was 1

in ˇ

e b

ed

an

d ˇ

e

little o

ne s

aid

, “go

od n

ˆght.”


3

ˇer

e w

˙e 4

in a

bed a

nd

ˇe lit

tle

one s

aid

, “røll ø

v˙

, rø

ll ø

v˙

.”

sø ˇ

ey a

ll r

øll

ed ø

v˙

an

d o

ne

fell o

ut.

ˇer

e w

˙e 3

in a

bed a

nd

ˇe lit

tle

one s

aid

, “røll ø

v˙

, rø

ll ø

v˙

.”

sø ˇ

ey a

ll r

øll

ed ø

v˙

an

d o

ne

fell o

ut.

ˇer

e w

ere 1

0 in

a b

ed

an

d ˇ

e

litt

le o

ne s

aid

, “rø

ll ø

v˙

, rø

ll

øv˙

.”

sø

ˇey a

ll r

øll

ed

øv˙

an

d o

ne

fell o

ut.

ˇer

e w

˙e 9

in

a b

ed

an

d ˇ

e lit

tle

on

e s

aid

, “rø

ll ø

v˙

, rø

ll ø

v˙

.”

sø

ˇey a

ll r

øll

ed

øv˙

an

d o

ne

fell o

ut.

© SRA/McGraw-Hill

45 62

ˇer

e w˙

e 8 in

a b

ed

an

d ˇ

e littl

e o

ne s

aid

, “rø

ll øv˙

, rø

ll øv˙

.”

sø

ˇey a

ll rø

lled

øv˙

an

d o

ne

fell o

ut.

ˇer

e w˙

e 7 in

a b

ed

an

d ˇ

e littl

e o

ne s

aid

, “rø

ll øv˙

, rø

ll øv˙

.”

sø

ˇey a

ll rø

lled

øv˙

an

d o

ne

fell o

ut.

ˇer

e w˙

e 6 in

a b

ed

an

d ˇ

e littl

e o

ne s

aid

, “rø

ll øv˙

, røll ø

v˙

.”

sø

ˇey a

ll rø

lled

øv˙

an

d o

ne

fell o

ut.

ˇer

e w˙

e 5 in

a b

ed

an

d ˇ

e littl

e o

ne s

aid

, “rø

ll øv˙

, røll ø

v˙

.”

sø

ˇey a

ll rø

lled

øv˙

an

d o

ne

fell o

ut.

63 8

silly

so

ng

s

folk

rhy

mes

Dec

odab

le B

ook

Less

on 6

9

k´´p g

ø˘

. drop a

wo

rd

´

a¯

v˙

se.

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pyrig

ht ©

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A/M

cGra

w-H

ill.

All rig

hts re

serve

d. P

erm

ission

is gra

nte

d to

rep

rod

uce

the

m

ate

rial co

nta

ine

d h

ere

in o

n th

e co

nd

ition

tha

t such

ma

teria

l b

e re

pro

du

ced

on

ly for cla

ssroo

m u

se; b

e p

rovid

ed

to

stud

en

ts, tea

che

rs, or fa

milie

s with

ou

t cha

rge

; an

d b

e u

sed

so

lely in

con

jun

ction

with


An

y oth

er re

pro

du

ction

, for u

se o

f sale

, is pro

hib

ited

with

ou

t p

rior w

ritten

pe

rmissio

n o

f the

pu

blish

er.

Prin

ted

in th

e U

nite

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tate

s of A

me

rica.

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nd

all in

qu

iries to

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RA

/McG

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-Hill

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mb

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27 64

sam

e s

on

g, n

ext v

˙s

e.

a littl

e bit f

ast˙

an

d a

little

bit w

orse.

øh

, ˇe h

ørs

e wen

t aro

und

w

iˇ h

is f

˚t o

ff . . .

øh

, ˇe h

ørs

e wen

t aro

und

w

iˇ h

is f

˚t o

ff. . .

øh

, ˇe h

ørs

e wen

t aro

und

w

iˇ h

is f

˚t o

ff. . .

øh

, ˇe h

ørs

e wen

t aro

und

w

iˇ h

is f

˚t o

ff. . .

© SRA/McGraw-Hill

65 63

ˇe b

ear w

en

t ø

v˙

ˇe

mo

un

tain

ˇe b

ear w

en

t ø

v˙

ˇe

mo

un

tain

,ˇ

e b

ear w

en

t ø

v˙

ˇe

mo

un

tain

,ˇ

e b

ear w

en

t ø

v˙

ˇe

mo

un

tain

,to

s´´ ¸

at

h´ c

ou

ld s

´´

to s

´´ ¸

at

h´ c

ou

ld s

´´,

to s

´´ ¸

at

h´ c

ou

ld s

´´.

sam

e s

ong, next

v˙

se.

a lit

tle b

it f

ast˙

an

d a

lit

tle

bit

worse.

øh, ˇ

e h

ørs

e w

en

t aro

un

d

wiˇ

his

f˚

t off ˇ

e . . .

øh, ˇ

e h

ørs

e w

en

t aro

un

d

wiˇ

his

f˚

t off ˇ

e . . .

øh, ˇ

e h

ørs

e w

en

t aro

un

d

wiˇ

his

f˚

t off ˇ

e . . .

øh, ˇ

e h

ørs

e w

en

t aro

un

d

wiˇ

his

f˚

t off ˇ

e . . .

© SRA/McGraw-Hill

45 66

ˇe o

ˇ˙

sˆ

de o

f ˇ

e

mo

un

tain

,ˇ

e o

ˇ˙

sˆ

de o

f ˇ

e

mo

un

tain

,ˇ

e o

ˇ˙

sˆ

de o

f ˇ

e

mo

un

tain

,w

as a

ll ˇat h

´ c

ou

ld s

´´

was a

ll ˇat h

´ c

ou

ld s

´´,

was a

ll ˇat h

´ c

ou

ld s

´´,

ˇe o

ther s

ˆd

e of

ˇe

mo

un

tain

,w

as a

ll ˇat h

´ c

ou

ld s

´´!

ˇe h

ørs

e went a

ro

un

d

øh

, ˇe h

ørs

e wen

t aro

und

w

iˇ h

is f

oo

t off

the

gro

un

d.

øh

, ˇe h

ørs

e wen

t aro

und

w

iˇ h

is f

oo

t off

ˇe

gro

un

d.

øh

, ˇe h

ørs

e wen

t aro

und

w

iˇ h

is f

oo

t off

ˇe

gro

un

d.

øh

, ˇe h

ørs

e wen

t aro

und

w

iˇ h

is f

oo

t off

ˇe

gro

un

d.

© SRA/McGraw-Hill

67 8

ˇe lit

tle

red

hen

folk

tal

eIll

ustr

ated

by

Art

ifact

Gro

up

Dec

odab

le B

ook

Less

on 7

4

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ine

d h

ere

in o

n th

e co

nd

ition

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t such

ma

teria

l b

e re

pro

du

ced

on

ly for cla

ssroo

m u

se; b

e p

rovid

ed

to

stud

en

ts, tea

che

rs, or fa

milie

s with

ou

t cha

rge

; an

d b

e u

sed

so

lely in

con

jun

ction

with


An

y oth

er re

pro

du

ction

, for u

se o

f sale

, is pro

hib

ited

with

ou

t p

rior w

ritten

pe

rmissio

n o

f the

pu

blish

er.

Prin

ted

in th

e U

nite

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tate

s of A

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all in

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27 68

“n

ø, y

ou

wo

n’t,”

said

ˇe littl

e red

hen

. “you

wo

uld

not p

lan

t ˇ

e ¸

át. y

ou

wo

uld

no

t tåk

e it to

ˇe m

ill. yo

u w

ou

ld n

ot m

åk

e it in

to b

re

ad. s

o y

ou

will n

ot ´

at the

bre

ad. I

will ´

at it.”

an

d ˛

´ c

all

ed h

er ¯

icks

to h

elp

h

er.

© SRA/McGraw-Hill

69 63

¸en ˇ

e b

re

ad w

as b

åk

ed

, ˛

´

said

, “¸

o w

ill ´

at

ˇis

bre

ad

?”

“I

will,” s

aid

ˇe c

at.

“I

will,” s

aid

ˇe d

uc

k.

ˇe lit

tle r

ed

hen

was in

ˇe f

arm

yard

wiˇ

her ¯

icks, ¸

en

˛´

fo

un

d a

¸´

at

s´´d

.

“¸

o w

ill p

lan

t ˇ

is ¸

át?

” ˛

´

said

.

“n

ot

I,”

said

ˇe c

at.

“n

ot

I,”

said

ˇe d

uc

k.

“ˇ

en

I w

ill,” s

aid

ˇe lit

tle r

ed

h

en

, an

d ˛

´ p

lan

ted

ˇe ¸

át

s´´d

.

© SRA/McGraw-Hill

45 70

¸en

ˇe ¸

át w

as r

ˆp

e ˛´

said

, “¸

o w

ill tak

e ˇis

¸´

at to

ˇe m

ill?”

“n

ot I

,” s

aid

ˇe c

at.

“n

ot I

,” s

aid

ˇe d

uc

k.

“ˇ

en

I w

ill,” s

aid

ˇe littl

e red

h

en

, an

d ˛

´ t˚

k ˇ

e ¸

át to

ˇ

e m

ill an

d h

ad

it gro

un

d in

to

flo

ur.

¸en

˛´ g

ot ˇ

e f

lou

r h

øm

e ˛´

said

, “¸

o w

ill måk

e bre

ad w

iˇ

ˇis

flo

ur?

”

“n

ot I

,” s

aid

ˇe c

at.

“n

ot I

,” s

aid

ˇe d

uc

k.

“ˇ

en

I w

ill,” s

aid

ˇe littl

e red

h

en

.

© SRA/McGraw-Hill


ˇe s

un

an

d

ˇe w

ind

by A

esop

illus

trat

ed b

y T

imot

hy P

ack

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odab

le B

ook

Less

on 7

9

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om a

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d la

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r ta

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en li

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. “W

ell,

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st g

o on

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e an

d ha

ve s

ome

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the

y di

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They m

et foxy loxy. goosey loosey said, “T

he sky is falling, foxy loxy.”

“how do you know

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“ducky lucky told me.”

“how do you know

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“Turkey lurkey told me.”

“how do you know

, turkey lurkey?”

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, henny penny?”

“chicken little told me.”

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e of it fell on m

y tail.”

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will tell the king.”


3

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y m

et g

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y sa

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sky

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allin

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goos

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.”

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do

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know

, du

cky

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key

lurk

ey t

old

me.

”

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know

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ey?”

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ny p

enny

tol

d m

e.”

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do

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know

, he

nny

pen

ny?”

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cken

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le t

old

me.

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do

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, ch

icke

n lit

tle?

”

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aw it

. I h

eard

it.

som

e of

it f

ell o

n m

y ta

il.”

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mus

t go

and

tel

l the

kin

g,”

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ey lo

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sai

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chic

ken

little

was

in t

he w

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n an

aco

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ll on

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tai

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icke

n lit

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said

, “T

he s

ky is

falli

ng. I

mus

t go

and

te

ll th

e ki

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little

met

hen

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enny

. ch

icke

n lit

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aid,

“T

he s

ky is

falli

ng,

henn

y pe

nny.

”

henn

y pe

nny

said

, “ho

w d

o yo

u kn

ow,

chic

ken

little

?”

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aw it

. I h

eard

it. s

ome

of it

fell

on

my

tail.

”

“We

mus

t go

and

tel

l the

kin

g,”

said

he

nny

penn

y.

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45 78

They m

et turkey lurkey. henny p

enny said, “The sky is falling,

turkey lurkey.”

“how do you know

, henny penny?”


“how do you know



e of it fell on m

y tail.”

“We m

ust go and tell the king,” said turkey lurkey.

They m

et ducky lucky. turkey lurkey said, “T

he sky is falling, ducky lucky.”

“how do you know

, turkey lurkey?”

“henny penny told me.”

“how do you know

, henny penny?”


“how do you know



e of it fell on m

y tail.”

“We m

ust go and tell the king,” ducky lucky said.


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anT

his

old

man

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d m

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rolli

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This old m

an, he played 8,he played knick knack on m

y gate,W

ith a knick knack, paddy whack,

give the dog a bone;T

his old man cam

e rolling home.

This old m

an, he played 9,he played knick knack, rise and shine,W



his old man cam

e rolling home.


3

Thi

s ol

d m

an, h

e pl

ayed

6,

he p

laye

d kn

ick

knac

k w

ith h

is s

ticks

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kni

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nack

, pad

dy w

hack

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he d

og a

bon

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his

old

man

cam

e ro

lling

hom

e.

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s ol

d m

an, h

e pl

ayed

7,

he p

laye

d kn

ick

knac

k w

ith h

is p

en,

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a k

nick

kna

ck, p

addy

wha

ck,

give

the

dog

a b

one;

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s ol

d m

an c

ame

rolli

ng h

ome.

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s ol

d m

an, h

e pl

ayed

1,

he p

laye

d kn

ick

knac

k w

ith h

is t

hum

b,W

ith a

kni

ck k

nack

, pad

dy w

hack

,gi

ve t

he d

og a

bon

e;T

his

old

man

cam

e ro

lling

hom

e.

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45 82

This old m


y shoe,W



his old man cam

e rolling home.

This old m


y knee,W



his old man cam

e rolling home.

This old m

an, he played 4,he played knick knack at m

y door,W



his old man cam

e rolling home.

This old m

an, he played 5,he played knick knack on a hive,W



his old man cam

e rolling home.

83 8

folk

tale

Dec

odab

le B

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Less

on 9

4

The

Hat

S

elle

r an

d th

e M

onke

ysO

ne m

onke

y ju

mpe

d do

wn

from

the

tr

ee, w

alke

d ov

er t

o H

abib

, tap

ped

him

on

the

hea

d an

d sa

id, “

Do

you

thin

k on

ly y

ou h

ad a

gra

ndfa

ther

?”

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“Oh, I can trick these m

onkeys!” said H

abib. “I will m

ake them do w

hat I do, and I w

ill get all my hats back!”

Habib w

aved at the monkeys, and

the monkeys w

aved back at him. H

e rubbed his head, and the m

onkeys rubbed their heads. H

e jumped, and

the monkeys jum

ped. Then, he tossed

his hat on the ground.

© SRA/McGraw-Hill

85 63

Whe

n H

abib

wok

e up

, he

coul

d no

t se

e an

y of

his

hat

s. H

e st

arte

d lo

okin

g fo

r th

em a

nd fo

und

som

e m

onke

ys

sitt

ing

in t

he t

ree

with

his

hat

s on

. He

was

ups

et a

nd d

id n

ot k

now

wha

t to

do

. The

n he

rem

embe

red

a st

ory

his

gran

dfat

her

told

him

.

Onc

e up

on a

tim

e th

ere

was

a h

at

selle

r na

med

Oza

n. H

e w

ent

from

tow

n to

tow

n se

lling

hat

s.

One

day

, Oza

n fe

lt tir

ed a

nd w

ante

d to

ta

ke a

nap

in t

he w

oods

. He

foun

d a

tree

with

lots

of l

eave

s an

d co

ol s

hade

. H

e pu

t hi

s ba

g of

hat

s be

side

him

self

and

wen

t to

sle

ep.

© SRA/McGraw-Hill

45 86

When he w

oke up from his nap, he

found that there were no hats in his

bag! “Oh, no!” he said to him

self and shook his head, “W

ho took my hats?”

Then he looked up and saw

that the tree w

as full of monkeys w

ith hats on. H

e yelled at the monkeys. T

hey scream

ed back. He hopped. T

hey hopped. H

e tossed a rock at them.

They tossed nuts at him

.

“Oh, how

do I get my hats back?”

Ozan asked him

self. Upset, he took

off his hat and tossed it on the ground. T

he monkeys tossed their hats also!

Ozan did not take any tim

e. He

grabbed the hats and went on his w

ay to the next tow

n.

Fifty years later, H

abib, grandson of the hat seller O

zan, was w

alking in the sam

e woods. H

abib felt tired and w

anted to take a nap in the woods.

He found a tree w

ith lots of leaves and cool shade. H

e put his bag of hats beside him

and went to sleep.

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Well, the fox had a trick or tw

o. H

e called out to the gingerbread m

an, “Run, run as fast as you can.

You have run away from

a little old w

oman, a little old m

an, farmers

working, and a cow

, but you’ll not run aw

ay from m

e. I’m the best runner in

the land.”

And the fox did catch that

gingerbread man and ate him

for supper.


3

Onc

e up

on a

tim

e th

ere

wer

e a

little

ol

d m

an a

nd a

litt

le o

ld w

oman

who

liv

ed in

the

woo

ds. O

ne d

ay w

hile

th

e w

oman

bak

ed, s

he m

ade

a gi

nger

brea

d ca

ke a

nd c

ut it

into

the

sh

ape

of a

man

. She

put

fros

ting

on

the

cake

and

pop

ped

it in

to t

he o

ven.

Aft

er a

whi

le, s

he o

pene

d th

e ov

en

door

to

see

how

her

gin

gerb

read

ca

ke w

as d

oing

. As

soon

as

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oven

do

or w

as o

pen,

the

gin

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man

ju

mpe

d ou

t an

d ra

n ou

t th

e do

or a

nd

dow

n th

e ro

ad. T

he li

ttle

old

man

and

th

e lit

tle o

ld w

oman

cal

led

afte

r hi

m,

but

he ju

st k

ept

runn

ing.

Not

long

aft

er t

hat

the

ging

erbr

ead

man

cam

e up

on a

fox.

The

fox

saw

hi

m. “

Run

, run

as

fast

as

you

can.

You

ca

n’t

catc

h m

e, I’

m t

he g

inge

rbre

ad

man

. I’v

e ru

n aw

ay fr

om a

litt

le o

ld

wom

an, a

litt

le o

ld m

an, f

arm

ers

wor

king

, and

a c

ow, a

nd I’

ll ru

n aw

ay

from

you

,” h

e sh

oute

d as

he

ran

on.

© SRA/McGraw-Hill

45 90

“Run, run as fast as you can. You

can’t catch me, I’m

the gingerbread m

an,” he shouted as he ran on.

Soon the gingerbread m

an ran past farm

ers working. T

he farmers saw

him

and tried to catch him.



the gingerbread m

an. I’ve run away from

a little old w

oman and a little old m

an, and I’ll run aw

ay from you,” he shouted as he

ran on.

The gingerbread m

an ran on till he saw

a cow eating grass along the

road. The cow

saw him

and tried to catch him

.



the gingerbread m

an. I’ve run away from

a little old w

oman, a little old m

an, and farmers

working, and I’ll run aw

ay from you,”

he shouted as he ran on.


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in t

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And in that nest

(And in that nest)

There w

as an egg(T

here was an egg)

The prettiest egg

(The prettiest egg)

That you ever did see

(That you ever did see)

Oh, the egg in the nest

And the nest on the branch

And the branch on the lim

bA

nd the limb on the tree

And the tree in a hole

And the hole in the ground

And the green grass grew

all around all around

The green grass grew

all around


3

And

on

that

bra

nch

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on

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bra

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as a

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t(T

here

was

a n

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est

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pre

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est)

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t yo

u ev

er d

id s

ee(T

hat

you

ever

did

see

)

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the

nes

t on

the

bra

nch

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the

bra

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on t

he li

mb

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lim

b on

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eA

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he t

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all around

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There w

as a limb

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as a limb)

The prettiest lim

b(T

he prettiest limb)



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b on the treeA

nd the tree in a holeA

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nd the green grass grew all around

all aroundT

he green grass grew all around

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b(A

nd on that limb)

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as a branch(T

here was a branch)

The prettiest branch

(The prettiest branch)



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bA

nd the limb on the tree

And the tree in a hole





all around

95 8

The

Boy

Who

C

ried

“W

olf”

by A

esop

Dec

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Less

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09

The

wol

f gr

owle

d ag

ain

and

got

clos

er a

nd c

lose

r. T

he li

ttle

boy

sc

ream

ed a

gain

, “W

olf!

Wol

f!”

He

kep

t sc

ream

ing,

but

no

one

cam

e to

he

lp h

im.

So

the

little

boy

too

k of

f run

ning

ba

ck t

o th

e ho

use,

all

the

time

telli

ng

him

self,

“I’l

l nev

er li

e ag

ain.

I’ll

neve

r lie

aga

in.”

And

he

didn

’t.

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The brother w

ho was dressed as

a wolf sneaked out from

behind the bush and grow

led. The little boy

looked around. His brother dressed

as the wolf grow

led again and w

alked closer to the little boy and his sheep

. The little boy scream

ed, “W

olf! Wolf! W

olf! Wolf!”

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Onc

e up

on a

tim

e, t

here

was

a li

ttle

bo

y w

ho li

ked

to t

ell l

ies.

Of c

ours

e,

this

mad

e pe

ople

sad

.

To h

elp

his

fath

er, t

he li

ttle

boy

so

met

imes

wat

ched

the

she

ep. I

t w

as

his

job

to k

eep

the

wol

f aw

ay fr

om t

he

shee

p. If

he

saw

a w

olf,

he w

as t

o ye

ll as

loud

as

he c

ould

, “W

olf!

Wol

f!” T

hen

anyo

ne w

ho c

ould

hea

r hi

m w

ould

he

lp h

im c

hase

the

wol

f aw

ay.

Whe

n ev

eryo

ne w

as b

ack

at t

he

farm

er’s

hou

se, t

hey

talk

ed a

bout

the

lit

tle b

oy a

nd h

is ly

ing.

The

y de

cide

d th

at s

omeo

ne s

houl

d te

ach

him

a

thin

g or

tw

o.

A d

ay o

r so

late

r, o

ne o

f th

e br

othe

rs d

ress

ed u

p a

s a

wol

f. T

hen

peo

ple

wen

t ou

t w

here

the

boy

was

w

atch

ing

the

shee

p.

The

y hi

d be

hind

a

bush

to

wat

ch.

© SRA/McGraw-Hill

45 98

One sunny afternoon, the little

boy decided to have some fun. H

e cried, “W

olf! Wolf!” as loud as he

could. Everyone w

ho could hear him

grabbed big sticks and ran to chase aw

ay the wolf.

When they found the little boy and

the sheep, the little boy was rolling

around on the ground laughing. He

liked to see all those people leave their w

ork and run to help him.

The next afternoon, the little boy

decided to have fun again, so what

do you think he did? He cried, “W

olf! W

olf!” as loud as he could. Everyone

who could hear him

grabbed big sticks and ran to chase aw

ay the wolf.

When they found the little boy and

the sheep, the little boy w

as rolling around on the ground laughing. T

his tim

e the peop

le got mad, and his

father hold him, “L

ying is not right. O

ne day the wolf w

ill come, and you

really will need help

, and no one will

come to help

you.” The little boy

just laughed.

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by W

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Dec

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Less

on 1

14

Rip

Van

W

inkl

eP

art

1

Rip

aw

oke

with

the

hot

sun

shi

ning

on

him

. He

was

not

in t

he c

lear

ing,

an

d th

ere

wer

e no

litt

le m

en p

layi

ng

long

pin

s. H

e w

as b

ack

besi

de t

he

rive

r w

here

he

fi rst

saw

the

litt

le o

ld

man

. “O

h, m

y. O

h, m

y,”

he s

aid.

“I

’ve

stay

ed o

ut a

ll ni

ght.

My

wife

will

be

mad

, and

she

’ll n

ever

bel

ieve

my

stor

y. W

hat

will

I te

ll he

r?”

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Rip and the old m

an took dinner from

the sack. As the other m

en played, R

ip gave them dinner. T

hen R

ip sat down w

ith his dinner. He w

as so tired that he soon fell asleep.

© SRA/McGraw-Hill

101 63

The

y w

alke

d a

long

tim

e. A

t la

st, t

he

two

men

got

to

a cl

eari

ng. T

he m

oon

shon

e do

wn

on li

ttle

men

pla

ying

lo

ng p

ins.

The

men

had

long

hai

r an

d lo

ng b

eard

s. T

hey

wor

e bi

g ha

ts, l

ong

coat

s, a

nd s

hort

pan

ts.

The

gam

e st

oppe

d. T

he m

en lo

oked

at

Rip

. The

n th

ey w

ent

back

to

thei

r lo

ng p

ins.

The

re w

as n

o so

und

but

the

rolli

ng b

alls

cra

shin

g in

to t

he p

ins,

like

th

unde

r in

the

mou

ntai

ns.

A lo

ng t

ime

ago,

Rip

Van

Win

kle

lived

in a

litt

le t

own.

Eve

ryon

e lo

ved

Rip

. H

e w

as a

kin

d m

an w

ho lo

ved

to la

ugh

and

pla

y w

ith

the

child

ren.

H

e al

way

s ha

d ti

me

to h

elp

oth

ers

or

tell

stor

ies.

© SRA/McGraw-Hill

45 102

A little m

an carrying a big sack w

alked slowly to R

ip. He asked R

ip to help him

carry the sack. As they w

ent along, R

ip could hear a strange sound, like thunder in the m

ountains. He grew

m

ore afraid.

One day, R

ip and W

olf, his dog, w

ere walking along the river in the

mountains. Late in the afternoon,

they stopp

ed under a tree to watch

the river.

Clouds piled up over the m

ountains and the sky turned gray. R

ip turned to head hom

e. Then som

eone called, “R

ip Van Winkle. R

ip Van Winkle.” R

ip stopped. H

e looked around. Maybe it

was the w

ind.

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103 8

Rip

Van

W

inkl

eP

art

2

by W

ashi

ngto

n Ir

ving

reto

ld

Dec

odab

le B

ook

Less

on 1

19

Judi

th t

ook

Rip

hom

e. S

oon

Rip

was

ba

ck t

o hi

s ol

d w

ays.

And

to

this

day

w

hen

the

thun

der

rolls

, peo

ple

say,

“R

ip’s

litt

le fr

iend

s ar

e bo

wlin

g ag

ain.

”

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“Rip Van W

inkle. But he left over 20

years ago.”

“And w

ho is that under the tree?”

“That is m

y brother, Rip Van W

inkle.”

Then R

ip told his story, and most

people didn’t believe it. But it didn’t

matter because it w

as a good story.

© SRA/McGraw-Hill

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“I d

on’t

know

who

I am

,” a

nsw

ered

R

ip. “

I bel

ieve

I am

Rip

Van

Win

kle,

bu

t yo

u te

ll m

e th

at R

ip V

an W

inkl

e is

sl

eepi

ng u

nder

tha

t tr

ee.”

Just

the

n a

wom

an a

nd h

er b

aby

pass

ed. “

Hus

h, R

ip,”

she

sai

d to

her

ba

by.

Rip

tur

ned

to h

er. H

e sa

id, “

Wha

t is

yo

ur n

ame?

”

“Jud

ith,”

she

ans

wer

ed.

“And

you

r fa

ther

? W

hat

is h

is

nam

e?”

aske

d R

ip.

Rip

tri

ed t

o ge

t up

, but

he

was

sor

e so

he

got

up v

ery

slow

ly. H

e ca

lled

for

Wol

f, bu

t W

olf d

idn’

t co

me.

And

wha

t ha

d ha

ppen

ed t

o th

e pa

th t

hat

led

to

the

tow

n? It

was

ove

rgro

wn

with

gra

ss

and

tree

s. S

low

ly, R

ip w

orke

d hi

s w

ay

to t

he t

own.

He

coul

dn’t

unde

rsta

nd

why

he

felt

so o

ld.

© SRA/McGraw-Hill

45 106

As R

ip got near town, he m

et many

people, but they just looked at him.

He didn’t know

them, and they didn’t

know him

. Rip stopped and looked

and rubbed his chin. His chin? O

n his chin w

as a long, white beard. R

ip was

scared. What w

as the matter? H

ow

could this be the town he just left?

In fear, Rip w

alked to his farm. H

e hoped to hear his children playing in the yard. H

e hoped to hear his wife

yelling at him to get to w

ork. There

was nothing but an old house.

Rip ran back to tow

n. People stood around him

. At last, R

ip asked, “Does

anyone here know R

ip Van Winkle?”

“Yes, we do,” som

eone said. “There he is sitting under that tree in the park.”

The m

an under the tree looked just as R

ip had when he w

ent to the m

ountains. The m

an turned back to R

ip and asked, “Who are you, old

man? W

here did you come from

?”

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The

Sill

y M

onke

ys

A J

atak

a st

ory

Dec

odab

le B

ook

Less

on 1

24

Whe

n th

e ga

rden

er c

ame

back

the

ne

xt d

ay, t

he li

ttle

tre

es w

ere

all d

ead.

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Then those silly m

onkeys pulled

up all the little trees to see w

hich trees had long roots and w

hich had short roots.

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Whe

n th

e su

n w

ent

dow

n, t

he

mon

keys

too

k th

e w

ater

ing

cans

and

be

gan

to w

ater

the

litt

le t

rees

. “S

ee

that

eac

h lit

tle t

ree

has

enou

gh w

ater

,”

said

the

bos

s m

onke

y.

“How

will

we

know

whe

n ea

ch li

ttle

tr

ee h

as e

noug

h?”

they

ask

ed. T

he

boss

of t

he m

onke

ys h

ad n

o go

od

answ

er, s

o he

sai

d, “

Pull

up e

ach

little

tr

ee a

nd lo

ok a

t its

roo

ts. G

ive

a lo

t of

w

ater

to

thos

e w

ith lo

ng r

oots

, but

onl

y a

little

to

thos

e tr

ees

with

sho

rt r

oots

.”

Onc

e up

on a

tim

e a

king

gav

e a

holid

ay t

o al

l the

peo

ple

in o

ne o

f his

ci

ties.

The

kin

g’s

gard

ener

sai

d to

him

self:

“A

ll m

y fr

iend

s ar

e ha

ving

a h

olid

ay

in t

he c

ity. I

cou

ld g

o in

to t

he c

ity a

nd

have

fun

with

the

m if

I di

d no

t ha

ve t

o w

ater

the

litt

le t

rees

in t

his

gard

en. I

kn

ow w

hat

I’ll d

o. I’

ll ge

t th

e m

onke

ys

to w

ater

the

tre

es fo

r m

e.”

In t

hose

da

ys, m

onke

ys li

ved

in t

he k

ing’

s ga

rden

.

© SRA/McGraw-Hill

45 110

So the gardener w

ent to the boss m

onkey, and said: “You are lucky m

onkeys to be living in the king’s garden. You have a fi ne place to play in. You have the best food. You have no w

ork at all to do. You can play all day, every day. Today m

y friends are having a holiday in the city, and I w

ant to have fun w

ith them. W

ill you water

the little trees so that I can go away?”

“Oh, yes!” said the boss m

onkey. “W

e will be glad to do that.”

“Don’t forget to w

ater the trees w

hen the sun goes down. S

ee they have enough w

ater, but not more than

enough,” said the gardener. Then he

showed them

where the w

atering cans w

ere kept, and he went aw

ay.

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Tale

sThe

Ant

and

the

G

rass

hopp

er

&The

Lio

n an

d th

e M

ouse

by A

esop

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odab

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ook

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on 1

29

The

oth

er a

nim

als

coul

d he

ar t

he

lion,

and

the

y ra

n to

him

. But

no

one

coul

d th

ink

of w

hat

to d

o.

The

litt

le m

ouse

ran

to

him

. S

he

ran

up t

he t

ree

and

out

onto

the

ne

t. S

he c

hew

ed o

n th

e ro

pes

. In

no

tim

e, s

he c

hew

ed t

he r

opes

, an

d th

e lio

n w

as f

ree.

The

lion

was

ver

y ha

ppy.

He

told

the

m

ouse

, “Yo

u’re

a v

ery

brav

e m

ouse

. T

hank

you

for

help

ing

me.

I w

ill n

ever

la

ugh

at y

ou a

gain

.”

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“Wait!” she shouted. “D

on’t eat me,

please. If you w

ill let me go, I w

ill help

you.”

The lion laughed. H

ow could a

mouse help a lion? W

ell, he was not

hungry, so he let her go and went back

to sleep.

The little m

ouse ran away as fast as

her legs would carry her.

Many days later the lion fell into a

net and was trapped. N

o matter how

hard he tried, he couldn’t get out. T

he lion began to roar. H

e roared and he roared and he roared.


3

The

Ant

and

the

Gra

ssho

pper

Onc

e up

on a

tim

e, a

gra

ssho

pper

w

as h

oppi

ng a

roun

d, c

hirp

ing

and

sing

ing,

sin

ging

and

chi

rpin

g. A

n an

t pa

ssed

by,

car

ryin

g a

big

seed

of c

orn.

“Ant

,” s

aid

the

gras

shop

per,

“res

t a

min

ute.

Let

’s t

alk

a w

hile

.”

“No

time

for

chit-

chat

,” s

aid

the

ant

as s

he r

ushe

d on

. “N

o tim

e at

all.

I m

ust

get

food

put

aw

ay fo

r th

e w

inte

r. Yo

u sh

ould

do

the

sam

e.”

“Oh,

win

ter

is a

long

way

off

, an

d th

ere

is lo

ts o

f foo

d,”

said

the

gr

assh

oppe

r.

The

Lio

n an

d th

e M

ouse

A lo

ng t

ime

ago,

the

re w

as a

mea

n lio

n. O

ne d

ay, h

e at

e a

big

lunc

h. T

hen

he w

ent

to h

is d

en t

o ta

ke a

nap

.

As

the

lion

was

sle

epin

g, a

litt

le

mou

se w

as lo

okin

g fo

r se

eds.

She

ran

sm

ack

into

the

lion

’s n

ose

and

wok

e hi

m. T

he m

ouse

tri

ed t

o ru

n aw

ay, b

ut

the

lion

got

her

by t

he t

ail.

© SRA/McGraw-Hill

45 114

The next day as the grasshopper w

as hopping around, chirping and singing, singing and chirping, the ant passed by again. T

his time she w

as carrying a grain of w

heat.

“Ant,” said the grasshopper, “rest a

minute. Let’s talk a w

hile.”

“No tim

e for chit-chat,” said the ant as she rushed on. “N

o time at all. I

must get food put aw

ay for the winter.

You should do the same.”

“Oh, w

inter is a long way off,

and there is lots of food,” said the grasshopper.

And so it w

ent, day after day. The

ant worked. T

he grasshopper played.

Winter cam

e, as it always does. T

he plants died, and the grasshopper could not fi nd any food.

The ant w

as snug in her home w

ith a lot to eat. A

nd the grasshopper? Well,

the grasshopper got colder and colder because it w

as not ready for winter.


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Rat said nothing. H

e bent down and

grabbed a rope and pulled on it. Then

he stepped into a little boat which

Mole had not seen. It w

as painted blue outside and w

hite inside. And it w

as just the size for tw

o animals. M

ole’s heart w

ent out to it at once, even if he didn’t know

what it w

as for.

Rat row

ed across and made fast.

Then he held up a paw

as the Mole

stepped down. “Lean on m

e!” he said. “N

ow then, step carefully!” M

ole found him

self seated in the rear of a real boat.


3

Mol

e ha

d be

en w

orki

ng v

ery

hard

all

mor

ning

. He

was

cle

anin

g hi

s lit

tle

hom

e. S

prin

g w

as m

ovin

g in

the

air

an

d in

the

gro

und

and

all a

roun

d hi

m. S

udde

nly

he fl

ung

his

brus

h to

th

e fl o

or. H

e sa

id “

O b

low

!” a

nd a

lso

“Han

g sp

ring

cle

anin

g!”

The

n he

ran

ou

t of

the

hou

se w

ithou

t pu

ttin

g on

hi

s co

at. S

omet

hing

was

cal

ling

him

. S

o he

dug

and

dug

till

at

last

, pop

! H

is s

nout

cam

e ou

t in

to t

he s

unsh

ine.

H

e fo

und

him

self

rolli

ng in

the

war

m

gras

s.

“Thi

s is

fi ne

!” h

e sa

id t

o hi

mse

lf. T

he

suns

hine

str

uck

hot

on h

is fu

r. A

sof

t w

ind

touc

hed

his

face

. Aft

er a

long

, lo

ng w

inte

r in

the

gro

und,

he

ran

acro

ss t

he g

rass

to

the

road

.

A b

row

n lit

tle fa

ce, w

ith w

hisk

ers.

A

roun

d fa

ce, w

ith a

tw

inkl

e in

its

eye.

S

mal

l nea

t ea

rs a

nd t

hick

sof

t ha

ir.

It w

as W

ater

Rat

!

The

n th

e tw

o an

imal

s st

ood

and

look

ed a

t ea

ch o

ther

.

“Hel

lo, M

ole!

” sa

id W

ater

Rat

.

“Hel

lo, R

at!”

sai

d M

ole.

“Wou

ld y

ou li

ke t

o co

me

over

?” a

sked

R

at.

“Oh,

wel

l, th

at’s

eas

y fo

r yo

u to

say

,”

said

Mol

e.

© SRA/McGraw-Hill

45 118

“Hold up!” said an old rabbit. “O

ne dim

e to pass on this road!” “Onion-

sauce! Onion-sauce! O

nion-sauce!” M

ole said. He w

as off before the rabbits could think w

hat to say. Then

they said to each other: “How

silly you are! W

hy didn’t you tell him—

” and so on. B

ut, of course, it was m

uch too late.

Suddenly M

ole stood beside a river. N

ever in his life had he seen a river. B

y the side of the river he ran. And

when he w

as tired at last, he sat on the bank, w

hile the river still chattered to him

.

He saw

a dark hole in the bank on the other side of the river. “W

hat a nice hom

e that hole would be,” he said to

himself. S

omething sm

all seemed to

twinkle dow

n in the hole. It went aw

ay. T

hen it twinkled once m

ore like a little star. T

hen, as he looked, it winked

at him. A

n eye. A sm

all face grew

up around it, like a frame around a

window

.

119 8

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Win

d in

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illow

sC

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er 1

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E R

IVE

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AN

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reto

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Mole never heard a w

ord he was

saying. He trailed a paw

in the water

and dreamed long w

aking dreams.

Water R

at, like the good little fellow he

was, row

ed on and let Mole dream

.

© SRA/McGraw-Hill

121 63

“Thi

s is

a w

onde

rful

day

!” s

aid

Mol

e,

as R

at s

tart

ed r

owin

g ag

ain.

“D

o yo

u kn

ow, I

’ve

neve

r be

en in

a b

oat

befo

re

in a

ll m

y lif

e.”

“Wha

t?”

crie

d R

at. “

Nev

er b

een

in a

—yo

u ne

ver—

wel

l, w

hat

have

you

bee

n do

ing,

the

n?”

“Is

it so

nic

e as

all

that

?” a

sked

Mol

e.

“Nic

e? It

’s t

he o

nly

thin

g,”

said

Wat

er

Rat

. “B

elie

ve m

e, m

y fr

iend

, the

re is

no

thin

g as

muc

h fu

n as

mes

sing

abo

ut

in b

oats

.”

“Loo

k ah

ead,

Rat

!” c

ried

Mol

e.

“Put

tha

t un

der

your

feet

,” h

e sa

id t

o M

ole.

The

n he

unt

ied

the

rope

and

ro

wed

off

aga

in.

“Wha

t’s in

side

it?”

ask

ed M

ole.

“The

re is

col

d ch

icke

n in

side

it,”

an

swer

ed R

at. “

Col

d ha

m, c

old

beef

, pi

ckle

s, r

olls

, wat

er—

”

“O s

top,

sto

p,”

crie

d M

ole.

“T

his

is t

oo

muc

h!”

“Do

you

real

ly t

hink

so?

” as

ked

Rat

. “I

t’s o

nly

wha

t I a

lway

s ta

ke o

n th

ese

little

tri

ps.”

© SRA/McGraw-Hill

45 122

It was too late. T

he boat struck the bank. R

at lay on his back at the bottom

of the boat, his heels in the air.

Rat w

ent on, picking himself up

with a laugh. “In or out of them

, it doesn’t m

atter. Nothing seem

s really to m

atter. Whether you get aw

ay or w

hether you don’t; whether you

reach your goal or whether you reach

somew

here else, or whether you never

get anywhere at all, you’re alw

ays doing som

ething. But you never really

do anything. And w

hen you’ve done it, there’s alw

ays something else to do.

And you can do it if you like, but you

are better off not doing it. Look here! If you’ve really nothing else to do this m

orning we can go dow

n the river and have a long day of it?”

Mole leaned back into the soft pillow

s. “W

hat a day I’m having!” he said. “Let

us start at once!”

“Hold on a m

inute, then!” said Rat.

He tied the rope through a ring in

his dock. Then he disappeared into

his home. A

fter a time, he cam

e out carrying a big basket.

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“And on past the W

ild Wood?” he

asked.

“On past the W

ild Wood com

es the W

ide World,” said R

at. “And that’s

something that doesn’t m

atter, either to you or m

e. I’ve never been there, and I’m

never going. You won’t either

if you’ve got any brains at all. Don’t

ever speak of it again, please. Now

then! H

ere is our backwater at last,

where w

e are going to lunch.”


3

“I l

ike

your

coa

t, o

ld c

hap,

” R

at s

aid

afte

r so

me

time

had

pass

ed. “

I’m

goin

g to

get

a b

lack

coa

t m

ysel

f som

e da

y.”

“I’m

sor

ry,”

sai

d M

ole.

“B

ut a

ll th

is is

so

new

to m

e. S

o—th

is—

is—

a—R

iver

!”

“The

Riv

er,”

sai

d R

at.

“And

you

rea

lly li

ve b

y th

e ri

ver?

Wha

t a

happ

y lif

e!”

“By

it an

d w

ith it

and

on

it an

d in

it,”

sa

id R

at. “

It’s

brot

her

and

sist

er t

o m

e.

And

food

and

dri

nk a

nd w

ashi

ng. I

t’s

my

wor

ld, a

nd I

don’

t w

ant

any

othe

r. O

h! T

he t

imes

we

have

had

! Any

tim

e of

the

yea

r, th

e ri

ver

is fu

n.”

“Why

, who

sho

uld

mes

s w

ith h

im?”

as

ked

Mol

e.

“Wel

l, of

cou

rse—

ther

e—ar

e ot

hers

,”

answ

ered

Rat

. “F

oxes

and

so

on. T

hey

are

all r

ight

in a

way

. I’m

ver

y go

od

frie

nds

with

the

m. P

ass

the

time

of

day

whe

n w

e m

eet.

But

the

y ac

t ou

t so

met

imes

, and

the

n yo

u ca

n’t

real

ly

trus

t th

em, a

nd t

hat’s

the

fact

.”

© SRA/McGraw-Hill

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“But is it a bit boring at tim

es?” Mole

asked. “Just you and the river, and no one else to pass a w

ord with?”

“No one else to—

well, I m

ust not be hard on you,” said R

at. “You’re new to

it, and you don’t know. T

he bank is so crow

ded now days that m

any people are m

oving away. O

h no, it is not what

it used to be, at all. Alw

ays someone

wanting you to do som

ething. As if a

fellow had nothing else to do!”

“What lies over there?” asked M

ole, w

aving a paw at a w

oodland on one side of the river.

“That? O

h, that’s just the Wild W

ood,” said R

at. “We don’t go there very

much, w

e river-bankers.”

“Are the people in there not very

nice?” said Mole.

“W…

e…ll,” answ

ered Rat, “let m

e see. M

ost of them are all right. A

nd the rabbits—

some of them

. But rabbits are

a mixed lot. A

nd then there is Badger,

of course. He lives right in the m

iddle of it; w

ouldn’t live anywhere else,

either, if you paid him to do it. D

ear old B

adger! Nobody m

esses with him

. T

hey had better not,” he added.


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“That’s just the sort of fellow

he is!” said R

at. “Hates to be around others!

Now

we w

on’t see any more of him

today. W

ell, tell us, who is out on the

river?”

“Toad’s out, for one,” answered O

tter. “In his brand new

racing boat!”

The tw

o animals looked at each other

and laughed.

“Once, it w

as nothing but sailing,” said R

at. “And a nice m

ess he made of it.

Last year it was house-boating. W

e all had to go and stay w

ith him in his

house-boat. He w

as going to spend the rest of his life in a house-boat. It’s all the sam

e, whatever he takes

up; he gets tired of it, and starts on som

ething new.”


3

Leav

ing

the

mai

n st

ream

, the

y no

w

pass

ed in

to w

hat

seem

ed li

ke a

litt

le

lake

. Gre

en g

rass

slo

ped

dow

n on

ea

ch s

ide,

bro

wn

tree

roo

ts s

how

ed

unde

r th

e st

ill w

ater

. Ahe

ad o

f the

m

was

a d

ripp

ing

mill

whe

el a

nd m

ill

hous

e an

d lit

tle c

lear

cha

tter

ing

voic

es. I

t w

as s

o ve

ry p

rett

y th

at M

ole

coul

d on

ly h

old

up h

is fr

ont

paw

s an

d sa

y, “

Oh

my!

Oh

my!

Oh

my!

”

“Pro

ud t

o m

eet

you,

” sa

id O

tter

, and

th

e tw

o an

imal

s w

ere

frie

nds.

“So

muc

h go

ing

on!”

sai

d O

tter

. “A

ll th

e w

orld

see

ms

to b

e ou

t on

the

riv

er

toda

y. I

cam

e up

thi

s ba

ckw

ater

to

try

and

get

a lit

tle p

eace

. The

n I m

et y

ou

fello

ws.

”

The

re w

as a

sou

nd b

ehin

d th

em.

Com

ing

from

a b

ush

a st

ripe

d he

ad

and

a bi

g ne

ck, s

tare

d at

the

m.

“Com

e on

, old

Bad

ger!

” sh

oute

d R

at.

The

Bad

ger

trot

ted

turn

ed h

is b

ack

and

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Rat took the boat to the bank, tied

it, helped Mole safely on shore, and

swung out the lunch basket. M

ole begged to take it out all by him

self. R

at was very pleased to let him

and to lie on the grass and rest.

When all w

as ready, Rat said, “N

ow,

give me a hand, old fellow

!” Mole w

as very glad to obey, for he had started his spring-cleaning very early that m

orning. And he had not had a bite to

eat from that tim

e that seemed to be

so many days ago.

“What are you looking at?” said R

at after they had a bit to eat.

“I am looking,” said M

ole, “at a streak of bubbles that I see along the top of the w

ater. That is a thing that strikes

me as funny.”

“Bubbles? O

h, oh!” said Rat, and

chirped.

A w

ide shining nose showed over the

bank. Then O

tter pulled himself out

and shook the water from

his coat.

“Did you eat all the food?” he said,

going for the food. “Why didn’t you

ask me to com

e, Ratty?”

“We didn’t know

we w

ere going to do it,” answ

ered Rat. “B

y the way, this is

my friend M

r. Mole.”


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Mole w

as still for a minute or tw

o. B

ut he began to feel more and m

ore jealous of R

at. His pride began to

think that he could do it every bit as w

ell. He jum

ped up and grabbed the oars. R

at was taken by surprise and

fell back off his seat with his legs in

the air. And M

ole took his place and grabbed the oars. H

e knew that he

could row the boat.

“Stop it, you silly thing!” cried R

at, from

the bottom of the boat. “You

can’t do it! You’ll turn us over!”


3

The

aft

erno

on s

un w

as g

ettin

g lo

w

as R

at r

owed

hom

e. H

e w

as d

ay

drea

min

g an

d no

t w

atch

ing

Mol

e. B

ut

Mol

e w

as v

ery

full

of lu

nch,

and

pri

de.

And

he

was

alr

eady

at

hom

e in

a b

oat.

S

oon

he s

aid,

“R

atty

! Ple

ase,

I w

ant

to

row

, now

!”

Rat

sho

ok h

is h

ead

with

a s

mile

. “N

ot

yet,

my

frie

nd,”

he

said

. “W

ait

till

you’

ve h

ad a

few

less

ons.

It’s

not

so

easy

as

it lo

oks.

”

Fro

m w

here

the

y sa

t, M

ole

and

Rat

co

uld

just

see

the

mai

n st

ream

acr

oss

the

land

. Jus

t th

en a

rac

ing

boat

ap

pear

ed. T

he r

ower

was

spl

ashi

ng

badl

y an

d ro

lling

a g

ood

deal

, but

w

orki

ng h

is h

arde

st. R

at s

tood

up

and

calle

d hi

m, b

ut T

oad

shoo

k hi

s he

ad

and

got

to h

is w

ork.

“He’

ll be

out

of t

he b

oat

in a

min

ute

if he

rol

ls li

ke t

hat,

” sa

id R

at, s

ittin

g do

wn

agai

n.

“Of c

ours

e he

will

,” la

ughe

d O

tter

.

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A M

ayfl y fl ashed over the river. A sw

irl of w

ater and a “cloop!” and the Mayfl y

was gone.

So w

as Otter.

Mole looked dow

n. The voice was still in

his ears, but Otter w

as not to be seen.

But again there w

as a streak of bubbles on the river.

“Well, w

ell,” said Rat, “I think w

e should be m

oving. I wonder w

hich of us had better pack the lunch basket.”

“O, please let m

e,” said Mole. S

o, of course, R

at let him.

Putting things back into the basket w

as not such fun as taking them out.

It never is. But M

ole liked everything. Just w

hen he had got the basket packed and strapped up, he saw

a plate staring up at him

from the grass.

And w

hen the job had been done again, R

at showed the M

ole a spoon that anybody should have seen. A

nd last of all, the jam

pot, which he had

been sitting on without know

ing it. S

till, somehow

, the thing got fi nished at last, w

ithout anyone getting mad.


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as o

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fi rst

of m

any

for

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e. E

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Mole w

as so touched by his kind manner

of speaking that he could not answer him

. H

e had to brush away a tear or tw

o with

the back of his paw. B

ut Rat looked the

other way. Soon M

ole felt better again. H

e was even able to give som

e backtalk to som

e hens who w

ere laughing to each other about the w

ay he looked.

When they got hom

e, Rat m

ade a fi re in the den, and planted the M

ole in an arm

chair in front of it. He gave him

a robe and slippers and told him

river stories until dinner tim

e. They w

ere very thrilling stories, too. S

tories about leaping fi sh and about fl ights dow

n drains and night fi shing w

ith Otter or

trips with B

adger. Dinner w

as a most

cheerful meal; but very shortly after that

a sleepy Mole had to be taken upstairs

to the best bedroom. H

e soon laid his head on his pillow

in peace, knowing

that his new friend the river w

as lapping at his w

indow.


3

Mol

e fl u

ng h

is o

ars

back

with

a g

rand

sh

ow a

nd m

ade

a di

g at

the

wat

er. H

e m

isse

d th

e w

ater

. His

legs

fl ew

up

over

hi

s he

ad, a

nd h

e fo

und

him

self

lyin

g on

top

of t

he R

at. V

ery

upse

t, h

e m

ade

a gr

ab a

t th

e si

de o

f the

boa

t, a

nd

then

—S

ploo

sh!

Ove

r w

ent

the

boat

, and

he

foun

d hi

mse

lf fi g

htin

g in

the

riv

er.

Whe

n al

l was

rea

dy fo

r a

star

t on

ce

mor

e, M

ole,

sag

ging

and

wet

, too

k hi

s se

at in

the

rea

r of

the

boa

t. A

s th

ey

set

off,

he s

aid

in a

low

voi

ce, “

Rat

ty,

my

good

frie

nd! I

am

ver

y so

rry

for

the

way

I ac

ted.

My

hear

t st

ops

whe

n I t

hink

how

we

mig

ht n

ot h

ave

foun

d th

at lu

nch

bask

et. I

hav

e be

en a

sill

y th

ing,

and

I kn

ow it

. Will

you

ove

rloo

k it

this

onc

e an

d fo

rgiv

e m

e, a

nd le

t th

ings

go

on a

s be

fore

?”

“Tha

t’s a

ll ri

ght!”

ans

wer

ed R

at.

“Wha

t’s a

litt

le w

et t

o a

Wat

er R

at?

I’m

mor

e in

the

wat

er t

han

out

of it

mos

t da

ys. D

on’t

you

thin

k an

ymor

e ab

out

it. I

real

ly t

hink

you

had

bet

ter

com

e an

d st

ay w

ith m

e fo

r a

little

tim

e. It

’s

very

pla

in, y

ou k

now

—no

t lik

e To

ad’s

ho

use

at a

ll—bu

t yo

u ha

ven’

t se

en

that

yet

. Stil

l, I c

an m

ake

you

feel

at

hom

e. A

nd I’

ll te

ach

you

to r

ow a

nd t

o sw

im, a

nd y

ou’ll

soo

n be

as

good

on

the

wat

er a

s an

y of

us.

”

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Oh m

y, how cold the w

ater was, and

oh, how very w

et it felt. How

it sang in his ears as he w

ent down, dow

n, dow

n! How

bright the sun looked as he rose to the top, gagging! H

ow he

lost hope when he felt him

self sinking again! T

hen a strong paw gripped him

by the back of his neck. It w

as Rat,

and Rat w

as laughing. Mole could feel

him laughing, right dow

n his arm and

through his paw, and so into his—

Mole’s—

neck.

Rat got hold of an oar and put it under

Mole’s arm

. Then he did the sam

e to the other side of him

. Then sw

imm

ing behind M

ole, Rat got M

ole to shore. He

pulled him out and set him

down on

the bank, a lump of gloom

.

Rat rubbed him

down a bit and got

some of the w

et out of him. T

hen he said, “N

ow old fellow

! Trot up and dow

n the path as hard as you can, till you’re w

arm and dry again. I’ll dive for

the lunch basket.”

So M

ole trotted about until he was

fairly dry, while R

at dived into the w

ater again. He got the boat, turned

it right side up, and tied it up

. Then

he little by little he got his fl oating things to shore. A

t last, he got the lunch basket and got to land w

ith it.


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, the

y ca

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in s

ight

of a

han

dsom

e, o

ld

hous

e of

old

red

bri

ck, w

ith w

ell-

kept

ya

rds

reac

hing

dow

n to

the

wat

er.

“The

re is

Toa

d H

all,”

sai

d R

at; “

and

that

cre

ek o

n th

e le

ft, w

here

the

sig

n sa

ys, “

Kee

p ou

t. N

o la

ndin

g,”

lead

s to

his

boa

t ho

use.

We’

ll le

ave

the

boat

th

ere.

The

bar

ns a

re o

ver

ther

e to

the

ri

ght.

Tha

t’s t

he d

inne

r ha

ll. V

ery

old,

th

at is

. Toa

d is

rat

her

rich

, you

kno

w.

Thi

s is

rea

lly o

ne o

f the

nic

est

hous

es

in t

hese

par

ts, b

ut w

e ne

ver

say

so t

o To

ad.”

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“Why, of course,” said R

at, jumping

to his feet. His song w

as gone from his

mind for the day. “G

et the boat out, and w

e’ll row up there at once. It’s

always the right tim

e to call on Toad. E

arly or late he is always the sam

e fellow

. Alw

ays glad to see you, always

sorry when you go!”

“He m

ust be a very nice animal,”

said Mole. H

e got into the boat and took the oars, w

hile Rat seated him

self in the rear.

“He is the best of anim

als,” answered

Rat. “S

o simple, so good, and so kind.

Maybe he is not very sm

art—w

e can’t all be sm

art. And m

aybe that he brags a lot. B

ut he is a good friend.”


3

“I d

on’t

know

that

I th

ink

so v

ery

muc

h of

that

littl

e so

ng, R

at,”

sai

d M

ole.

“The

duc

ks d

on’t

eith

er,”

ans

wer

ed

Rat

che

erfu

lly. “

The

y th

ink

I sho

uld

leav

e th

em a

lone

to

do w

hat

they

w

ant.

The

y th

ink

I sho

uldn

’t m

ake

fun

of t

hem

. Tha

t’s w

hat

the

duck

s th

ink.

”

“Tha

t’s t

rue.

Tha

t’s t

rue,

” sa

id M

ole.

“No,

it’s

not

!” c

ried

Rat

.

“Wel

l the

n, it

’s n

ot, i

t’s n

ot,”

an

swer

ed M

ole.

“B

ut w

hat

I wan

ted

to a

sk y

ou w

as, w

on’t

you

take

me

to

call

on M

r. To

ad?

Eve

ryon

e ha

s sa

id

so m

uch

abou

t hi

m, a

nd I

do s

o w

ant

to m

eet

him

.”

“R

atty

,” s

aid

Mol

e su

dden

ly, o

ne

brig

ht s

umm

er m

orni

ng. “

If yo

u pl

ease

, I w

ant

to a

sk y

ou t

o do

so

met

hing

for

me.

”

Rat

was

sitt

ing

on th

e riv

er b

ank,

si

ngin

g a

little

son

g he

had

just

mad

e up

. He

was

sin

ging

and

not

list

enin

g to

Mol

e or

any

thin

g el

se. F

rom

ear

ly

mor

ning

he

had

been

sw

imm

ing

in

the

river

with

the

duck

s. A

nd w

hen

the

duck

s st

ood

on th

eir

head

s su

dden

ly,

as d

ucks

will

, he

wou

ld d

ive

dow

n an

d tic

kle

thei

r ne

cks,

just

und

er w

here

th

eir

chin

s w

ould

be

if du

cks

had

chin

s.

The

n th

e du

cks

had

to c

ome

up a

gain

fa

st. T

hey

wer

e m

ad a

nd s

haki

ng th

eir

feat

hers

at h

im, f

or it

is im

poss

ible

to

say

all y

ou fe

el w

hen

your

hea

d is

und

er

wat

er. A

t las

t the

y be

gged

him

to g

o aw

ay a

nd le

ave

them

alo

ne. S

o R

at

wen

t aw

ay a

nd s

at o

n th

e riv

er b

ank

in th

e su

n. H

e m

ade

up a

son

g ab

out

them

, whi

ch h

e ca

lled

“DU

CK

S’ D

ITT

Y.”

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All along the backw

ater, T

hrough the rushes tall, D

ucks are a-dabbling, U

p tails all! D

ucks’ tails, drakes’ tails, Yellow

feet a-quiver, Yellow

bills all out of sight F

eeding in the river! S

oft green weeds

Where the roach sw

imH

ere we keep our store,

Cool and full and dim

.

Everyone for w

hat he likes! W

e like to be H

eads down, tails up,

Dabbling free!

Up in the blue sky

Birds sw

irl and call—W

e are down a-dabbling

Up tails all!

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He led the w

ay to the barn yard. And

there, they saw a cart, painted yellow

and green w

ith red wheels.

“There you are!” cried Toad. “T

here is real life for you in that little cart. T

he open road, the dusty paths, cam

ps, tow

ns, cities! Here today, up and off

to somew

here else the next day! The

whole w

orld before you. And m

ind you, this is the very fi nest cart of its sort that w

as ever built. Com

e inside and look at it. Planned it all m

yself, I did!”

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“It’s

abo

ut y

our

row

ing,

I th

ink,

” sa

id

Rat

. “Yo

u’re

get

ting

on fa

irly

wel

l, th

ough

you

spl

ash

a go

od b

it st

ill. W

ith

a lo

t of

wor

k, a

nd a

lot

of t

each

ing,

yo

u m

ay .

. .”

“O

, poo

h! B

oatin

g!”

said

Toa

d. “

I gav

e th

at u

p lo

ng a

go. A

bad

way

to

use

time,

tha

t’s w

hat

it is

. It

mak

es m

e do

wnr

ight

sor

ry t

o se

e yo

u fe

llow

s,

who

sho

uld

know

bet

ter,

spen

ding

all

your

tim

e in

tha

t w

ay. N

o, I’

ve fo

und

the

real

thi

ng. I

pla

n to

giv

e th

e re

st

of li

fe t

o it.

Com

e w

ith m

e, d

ear

Rat

ty,

and

your

frie

nd a

lso,

just

as

far

as t

he

barn

yar

d. Y

ou w

ill s

ee w

hat

you

will

se

e!”

The

y ro

wed

up

the

cree

k, a

nd M

ole

slip

ped

his

oars

as

they

pas

sed

near

th

e bo

at h

ouse

. Her

e th

ey s

aw m

any

hand

som

e bo

ats,

hun

g fr

om t

he

cros

s be

ams,

but

non

e in

the

wat

er.

It se

emed

the

no

one

used

the

pla

ce

anym

ore.

Rat

look

ed a

roun

d hi

m. “

I und

erst

and,

” sa

id R

at. “

Boa

ting

is p

laye

d ou

t. H

e is

tir

ed o

f it

and

done

with

it. I

won

der

wha

t ne

w fa

d he

has

tak

en u

p no

w?

Com

e al

ong

and

let’s

look

him

up.

We

will

hea

r al

l abo

ut it

soo

n.”

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They got out and w

alked across the yard looking for Toad. T

hey found him

resting in a wicker garden chair, w

ith a strange look on his face, and a big m

ap spread out on his lap.

“Hooray!” he cried, jum

ping up on seeing them

. “This is w

onderful!” He

shook their paws. “H

ow kind of you!”

he went on, dancing round them

. “I w

as just going to send a boat down

the river for you, Ratty. I w

ant you badly—

you and your friend. Now

what

will you take? C

ome inside and have

something! You don’t know

how lucky

it is, your turning up just now!”

“Let’s sit a bit, Toady!” said Rat,

throwing him

self into an easy chair. M

ole took another by the side of him

and said something about Toad’s

home.

“Finest house on the w

hole river,” cried Toad. “O

r anywhere else, for that

matter,” he could not help adding.

Here R

at bumped M

ole. Toad saw him

do it, and turned very red. H

e said nothing. T

hen Toad started laughing. “A

ll right, Ratty,” he said. “It’s only

my w

ay, you know. A

nd it’s not such a very bad house, is it? You know

you rather like it yourself. N

ow, look here.

You are the very animals I w

anted. You’ve got to help m

e!”

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“No,

no,

we’

ll se

e it

out,

” an

swer

ed

Rat

. “T

hank

s, b

ut I

shou

ld s

tick

by

Toad

till

thi

s tr

ip is

end

ed. I

t w

ould

n’t

be s

afe

for

him

to

be le

ft t

o hi

mse

lf. It

w

on’t

take

ver

y lo

ng. H

is fa

ds n

ever

do

. Goo

d ni

ght!”

The

end

was

nea

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than

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n R

at

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Late in the evening, they stopped and turned the horse out to eat. T

hey ate their sim

ple dinner sitting on the grass beside the cart. Toad talked big about all he w

as going to do in the days to com

e. The stars grew

bigger all around them

. A yellow

moon

appeared suddenly to listen to their talk. A

t last they turned in to their little bunks in the cart. Toad, kicking out his legs, said, “W

ell, good night, you fellow

s! This is the real life! Talk about

your old river!”

“I don’t talk about my river,”

answered R

at. “You know I don’t,

Toad. But I think about it,” he added.

“I think about it all the time!”

Mole reached out for R

at’s paw and

gave it a squeeze. “I’ll do whatever

you like, Ratty,” he said. “S

hould we

run away in the m

orning and go back to our dear old hole on the river?”


3

Whe

n th

ey w

ere

read

y, T

oad

led

his

frie

nds

to t

he b

arn

yard

to

get

the

old

hors

e. T

he h

orse

did

not

wan

t th

e du

sty

job

of p

ullin

g th

e ca

rt. S

o it

took

a

lot

of c

hasi

ng t

o ge

t hi

m. M

eant

ime

Toad

pac

ked

the

boxe

s w

ith t

hing

s th

ey n

eede

d, a

nd h

ung

feed

bag

s, n

ets

of o

nion

s, h

ay, a

nd b

aske

ts fr

om t

he

bott

om o

f the

car

t. A

t la

st t

he h

orse

w

as r

eady

, and

the

y se

t of

f. T

hey

wer

e al

l tal

king

at

once

. Eac

h an

imal

ei

ther

wal

king

by

the

side

of t

he c

art

or s

ittin

g on

the

sea

t. It

was

a g

olde

n af

tern

oon.

The

sm

ell o

f the

dus

t th

ey

kick

ed u

p w

as r

ich.

Bir

ds c

alle

d to

th

em. O

ther

ani

mal

s w

aved

or

stop

ped

to s

ay n

ice

thin

gs a

bout

the

ir c

art.

R

abbi

ts, s

ittin

g at

the

ir fr

ont

door

s,

held

up

thei

r pa

ws,

and

sai

d, “

O m

y!

O m

y! O

my!

”

Mol

e w

as t

hrill

ed, a

nd fo

llow

ed T

oad

up t

he s

teps

and

insi

de t

he c

art.

Rat

on

ly s

niff

ed a

nd p

ut h

is h

ands

dee

p in

to h

is p

ocke

ts, s

tayi

ng w

here

he

was

.

It w

as v

ery

hand

som

e. L

ittle

sle

epin

g bu

nks—

a lit

tle t

able

tha

t fo

lded

up

by

the

wal

l. A

coo

king

-sto

ve, l

ocke

rs,

book

s, a

bir

dcag

e w

ith a

bir

d in

it, a

nd

pots

, pan

s, a

nd ju

gs o

f eve

ry s

ize

and

kind

.

“All

done

!” s

aid

Toad

, pul

ling

open

a

lock

er. “

You

see,

eve

ryth

ing

you

can

wan

t. S

oda-

wat

er h

ere—

note

pap

er,

jam

, car

ds,”

he

said

, as

they

wen

t do

wn

the

step

s ag

ain.

“Yo

u’ll

fi nd

that

I d

idn’

t fo

rget

any

thin

g, w

hen

we

star

t th

is a

fter

noon

.”

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“I’m sorry,” said R

at slowly, “but did

I overhear you say something about

“we” and “start” and “this afternoon”?”

“Now

, you dear good old Ratty,”

said Toad. “Don’t begin talking in that

way, because you know

you’ve got to com

e. I can’t do it without you. You

really don’t mean to stick to your old

river all your life, and just live in a hole in a bank, and boat? I w

ant to show

you the world! I’m

going to make an

animal of you, m

y boy!”

“I don’t care,” said Rat. “I’m

not com

ing, and that’s fl at. And I am

going to stick to m

y old river, and live in a hole, and boat, as I’ve alw

ays done. A

nd what’s m

ore, Mole w

ill stick m

e and do as I do, won’t you, M

ole?”

“Of course I w

ill,” said Mole. “I’ll alw

ays stick w

ith you, Rat, and w

hat you say is to be. A

ll the same, it sounds as if it m

ight have been fun, you know

!” he added. Oh,

Mole! This life w

as so new to him

, and so thrilling. A

nd he did fall in love at fi rst sight w

ith the yellow cart.

Rat saw

what w

as going on in Mole’s

mind. H

e hated upsetting people. He really

liked Mole and w

ould do almost anything

for him. Toad w

as watching them

.

“Com

e along in, and have some lunch,”

he said. “We’ll talk it over. You don’t have

to make up your m

ind right now. O

f course, I don’t really care. I only w

ant to please you fellow

s.”

While they ate lunch, Toad let him

self go. H

e talked about living on the road in such glow

ing colors that Mole could hardly sit still.

Soon it seemed that they w

ould take the trip. R

at didn’t want to upset his tw

o friends. Toad and M

ole were already planning out

each day in the weeks to com

e.

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“You

see

wha

t it

is?”

Rat

sai

d to

Mol

e. “

I gi

ve u

p. W

hen

we

get

to t

he t

own,

we’

ll ge

t a

trai

n to

tak

e us

bac

k to

the

riv

er t

onig

ht.”

The

follo

win

g ev

enin

g, M

ole

was

sitt

ing

on

the

bank

fi sh

ing,

whe

n R

at c

ame

alon

g.

“Did

you

hea

r th

e ne

ws?

” he

ask

ed. “

The

re

is n

othi

ng e

lse

bein

g ta

lked

abo

ut a

ll al

ong

the

rive

r ba

nk. T

oad

wen

t up

to

tow

n th

is

mor

ning

. And

he

is b

uyin

g a

big

mot

or-

car.”

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“But w

hat about Toad?” asked Mole. “W

e can’t leave him

here, sitting in the middle

of the road by himself. It’s not safe. W

hat if another T

hing comes along?”

“Oh, forget Toad,” said R

at. “I’ve done w

ith him!”

They had not gone very far w

hen there was

a tapping of feet behind them.

“Now

, look here, Toad!” said Rat. “A

s soon as w

e get to the town, you’ll have to go to

the police. See if they know

anything about that m

otor-car. And then you’ll have to fi nd

someone to get the cart and fi x it. It w

ill take tim

e, but it can be fi xed. Mole and I

will go fi nd room

s where w

e can stay till the cart’s ready.”

“Police! Police!” said Toad. “Fix the cart!

I’m done w

ith carts forever. I never want

to see the cart, or to hear of it, again. Oh,

Ratty! You can’t think how

happy I am that

you came on this trip! I w

ouldn’t have gone w

ithout you, and then I might never have

seen that that motor-car!”

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Rat

sho

ok h

im. “

Are

you

com

ing

to h

elp

us,

Toad

?” h

e as

ked.

“Won

derf

ul s

ight

!” s

aid

Toad

. “Th

e re

al w

ay to

tr

avel

! The

onl

y w

ay to

trav

el! O

h po

op-p

oop!

O

h m

y! O

h m

y!”

“Oh

stop

bei

ng s

o si

lly, T

oad!

” cr

ied

Mol

e.

“And

to th

ink

I nev

er k

new

!” w

ent o

n To

ad.

“All

thes

e ye

ars,

I ne

ver k

new

! But

now

that

I k

now

. Oh

wha

t a ro

ad li

es b

efor

e m

e! W

hat

dust

clo

uds

will

spr

ing

up b

ehin

d m

e as

I sp

eed

on m

y w

ay!”

“Wha

t are

we

to d

o w

ith h

im?”

Mol

e as

ked

Wat

er R

at.

“Not

hing

at a

ll,”

answ

ered

Rat

. “B

ecau

se

ther

e is

real

ly n

othi

ng to

be

done

. You

see

, I k

now

him

from

of o

ld. H

e ha

s a

new

fad,

an

d it

alw

ays

take

s hi

m th

at w

ay a

t fi rs

t. H

e’ll

cont

inue

like

that

for d

ays

now

. Nev

er m

ind

him

. Let

’s s

ee w

hat w

e ca

n do

abo

ut th

e ca

rt.”

The

car

t w

ould

go

no lo

nger

. Rat

too

k th

e ho

rse.

“C

ome

on!”

he

said

to

the

Mol

e. “

It’s

fi ve

or s

ix m

iles

to t

own.

We

will

just

hav

e to

wal

k it.

”

Not

hing

cou

ld g

et T

oad

out

of b

ed t

he n

ext

mor

ning

. So

Mol

e an

d R

at g

ot t

o w

ork.

R

at s

aw t

o th

e ho

rse

and

star

ted

a fi r

e an

d cl

eane

d th

e cu

ps a

nd p

late

s. M

ole

wen

t to

the

nea

rest

tow

n fo

r m

ilk a

nd e

ggs

and

othe

r th

ings

Toa

d fo

rgot

. The

tw

o an

imal

s w

ere

rest

ing

by t

he t

ime

Toad

wok

e up

.

The

y ha

d a

nice

rid

e th

at d

ay a

nd c

ampe

d as

bef

ore.

Thi

s tim

e M

ole

and

Rat

saw

tha

t To

ad d

id h

is p

art

of w

ork.

Whe

n th

e tim

e ca

me

to t

rave

l nex

t m

orni

ng, T

oad

wan

ted

to s

tay

in h

is b

unk,

but

Rat

and

Mol

e pu

lled

him

out

.

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45 154

Toad and Water R

at walked behind the cart

talking. Well, Toad w

as talking. Then far

behind them they could hear a faint hum

, like a faraw

ay bee. Looking back, they saw

a small cloud of dust. F

rom the dust a faint

“Pop-pop!” cry, like an animal in pain.

The anim

als went back to talking. T

hen a gust of w

ind and a swirl of sound m

ade them

jump for the nearest ditch, It w

as on them

! The “Pop-pop” shouted in their ears.

They had a look at glass and m

etal. Then

the motor-car, w

ith its driver hugging his w

heel, fl ung a cloud of dust at them.

The old horse had been dream

ing as he w

alked along. The m

otor-car sent him

rearing. He drove the cart back into the

deep ditch at the side of the road. It shook, and then it crashed. T

he yellow cart lay on

its side in the ditch.

Rat danced up and dow

n in the road. “You m

onster!” he shouted, shaking his paws,

“You—you—

road hogs! I’ll have the law

after you!”

Toad sat down in the m

iddle of the dusty road, his legs out before him

, and stared at the disappearing m

otor-car. At tim

es he sm

iled and said, “Pop-pop!”

Mole tried to help the horse. T

hen he went

to look at the cart on its side in the ditch. It w

as a sorry sight.

Rat w

ent to help him, but they could not

right the cart. “Toad!” they cried. “Com

e and give us a hand, can’t you!”

The Toad never answ

ered or moved from

his seat in the road. T

hey went to see w

hat w

as the matter w

ith him. T

hey found him

with a happy sm

ile on his face. His eyes on

the dust of the motor-car. F

rom tim

e to time

they could still hear him say “Pop-pop!”

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