wave her paw at them, and the little old woman waved her hand back, and the little donkey turned and waved his head.
And ever after they were as loving and happy as any people that ever lived together, and the donkey was the man of the family.
—Angela M. Keyes
THE STRAW, THE COAL, AND THE BEAN
(Tell with stick-figure blackboard illustrations.)
In a village there lived an old woman who one day gathered some beans from her garden to cook. She had a good fire on the hearth, but, to make it burn more quickly, she threw on a handful of straw. As she threw the beans into the pot to boil, one of them fell on the floor unseen by the old woman, not far from a wisp of straw. Suddenly a glowing coal bounced out of the fire, and fell close to them. They both started away, and exclaimed, "Dear friend, don't come near me till you are cooler. Whatever brings you out here?"
"Oh," replied the coal, "the heat luckily made me so strong that I was able to bounce from the fire. Had I not done so, my death would have been certain, and I should have been burnt to ashes by this time."
"I, too, have escaped with a whole skin," said the bean; "for had the old woman put me into the pot
