We've been collecting these "Read - Aloud" books for the past couple of months as we find them on sale at various book stores. The girls like them and I've enjoyed all of them except the "Celtic Myths and Legends" stories so far. The other night we took a flashlight outside and read a short story in the dark excerpted from "Tales of a Fourth Grade Nothing" by Judy Blume. I've also taken the "Children's Classics" book and recorded the stories onto a tape recorder for the girls to listen to. In honor of reading to our children, here is a poem from the "Read-Aloud Poems" book:
When Mother Reads Aloud
When Mother reads aloud, the past
Seems real as every day;
I hear the tramp of armies vast,
I see the spears and lances cast,
I join the thrilling fray;
Brave knights and ladies fair and proud
I meet when Mother reads aloud.
When Mother reads aloud, far lands
Seem very near and true;
I cross the desert's gleaming sands,
Or hunt the jungle's prowling bands,
Or sail the ocean blue.
Far heights, whose peaks the cold mists shroud,
I scale, when Mother reads aloud.
When Mother reads aloud, I long
For noble deeds to do-
To help the right, redress the wrong;
It seems so easy to be strong,
So simple to be true.
Oh, thick and fast the visions crowd
My eyes, when Mother reads aloud.