“Good morning, Mr. Carpenter.
May I come in?
See, I have broken my sled.
Can you mend it for me?”
“Yes, I can mend it,” said the carpenter.
“Here is a board but it is too long.”
“Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!” sang the saw.
“Now I must plane it,” said the carpenter.
“Zish! Zish! Zish!” said the plane.
“This board is just right,” said the carpenter.
“Rap-a-tap, tap!” said the hammer.
As the carpenter works he sings this song,
“Rap-a-tap, tap! Tick-a-tack, too!
Here is your sled as good as new.”
“Thank you, Mr. Carpenter.
When I am a man I should like to be a carpenter, too.”
SOMETHING TO TELL.
Where do we get wood?
How is wood used?
Find something in this room made of wood.
Who cuts down the trees?
How do the logs get down to the sawmill?
What do the men in the sawmill do?
Who has seen a carpenter at work?
Can you name the carpenter’s tools?
Tell me something a carpenter makes.
Find something made with a hammer.
Find something made with a plane.
Find something made with a saw.
What tools have you?
What will you be when you are a man?
THE GINGERBREAD BOY.
A little old man and a little old woman lived together in a little old house.
The little old house was near a deep wood.
One morning the little old woman was baking gingerbread cakes.
She cut out some round gingerbread cakes.
Then she said to the little old man,
“See! I have cut out a cake to look just like a little boy.”
Then she put The Gingerbread Boy in the oven to bake.
Not long after the little old woman went to the oven to look at her cake.
Out jumped The Gingerbread Boy.
Away he ran as fast as he could go.
The little old woman and the little old man ran after him, but they could not catch him.
II
The Gingerbread Boy ran on and on.
At last he came to a barn full of threshers.
As he went by the door he said,
“I have run away from
A little old woman,
A little old man,
And I can run away from you,
I can, I can.”
Then the threshers ran after him, but they could not catch him.
The Gingerbread Boy ran on and on.
Soon he came to a field full of mowers.
As he passed the field he called out,
“I have run away from
A little old woman,
A little old man,
A barn full of threshers,
And I can run away from you, I can, I can.”
Then the mowers ran after him, but they could not catch him.
III
The Gingerbread Boy ran on and on, till he came to a cow.
He called out to the cow,
“I have run away from
A little old woman,
A little old man,
A barn full of threshers,
A field full of mowers,
And I can run away from you,
I can, I can.”
Then the cow ran after him, but she could not catch him.
The Gingerbread Boy ran on and on
Soon he met a fox and called out, “I have run away from
A little old woman,
A little old man,