Tag: literature
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The Story of a Fierce Bad Rabbit
This is a fierce bad Rabbit; look at his savage whiskers and his claws and his turned-up tail.This is a nice gentle Rabbit. His mother has given him a carrot.The bad Rabbit would like some carrot.He doesn’t say “Please.” He takes it!And he scratches the good Rabbit very badly.The good Rabbit creeps away and hides…
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Jack Frost’s Celebration
How the wind blows tonight!” said father after supper. “It whistles around the corners. It nearly whistled off my hat, when I came home.” “I should think that you would wear a cap,” said mother. “Fur caps will be needed soon,” father said. “The cold weather is here to stay. No more warm weather until…
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The Tale of Mr. Jeremy Fisher
Once upon a time there was a frog called Mr. Jeremy Fisher; he lived in a little damp house amongst the buttercups at the edge of a pond.The water was all slippy-sloppy in the larder and in the back passage. But Mr. Jeremy liked getting his feet wet; nobody ever scolded him, and he never…
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The First Snowflakes
Mother, may I go to school to meet Polly?” asked Peter. “Tim has gone away. I have played with Wag-wag all the afternoon.” “Why, yes,” said mother. “Then may Polly and I take a walk? We will not go far.” “Yes,” said mother again. “Be home before dark, please. It grows dark very early now.…
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Tim’s Football
Peter,” called Tim, “come out here.” Tim was in Peter’s front yard. He was kicking something about. “What are you doing?” asked Peter. “I am playing football. Don’t you know that all the big boys play football in the autumn? My mother made me this football. It is a good one. See!” Tim picked up…
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Peter and Polly Series: The Four Horseshoes
The Four Horseshoes The blacksmith and Polly and Peter went into the shop. It was fun inside. The children had often seen the blacksmith fit shoes on horses’ feet. They liked to watch him hammer the white-hot iron. They liked to see the sparks that the hammer made. They liked to watch his fire. “Why,…
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Peter and Polly Series: At the Blacksmith’s Shop
Down the hill Peter and Polly trotted. They followed the little brook. By and by it ran into a larger one. “This large brook runs into the river,” said Polly. “We cannot follow it much farther. We cannot follow it all the way to the river.” “Why?” asked Peter. “Because it goes under the road,…
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Peter and Polly in Winter
“Peter and Polly in Winter” by Rose Lucia follows siblings Peter and Polly as they explore winter’s joys, play outdoors, bond with family, and appreciate nature’s beauty.
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The First Ice
THE FIRST ICE “Water now has turned to stone,Stone that I can walk upon.” One morning mother said, “Polly, will you go to the store for me? I need a can of corn. We must have it for dinner.” “May Peter go, too, mother?” “Oh, yes, Peter may go, if he wishes. Run and find…
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The Hen that Helped Peter
THE HEN THAT HELPED PETER Peter is a nice little boy. But he can be very naughty. Mother and father know this. Grandmother Howe and Polly know it, too. You see, Peter always wishes his own way. And you know this is not good for little boys and little girls. Peter cannot have cake between…