The Crow held cheese in her beak. "Your voice must be lovely," said the Fox. The Crow opened her beak to sing, and the cheese fell. Never trust a flatterer. What kind of text is this?

Long ago the sky was dark. The sun god rolled a wheel of fire across it, then rested. That is why we have day and night. What kind of text is this?

The rain taps soft upon the pane, a silver thread, a silver chain. It fills the ditch, it feeds the tree, it drums a little song for me. What kind of text is this?

NARRATOR: The lights come up on a kitchen. MAYA: Have you seen my other shoe? LEO: It is under the table, where you left it. MAYA: (laughing) Of course it is. What kind of text is this?

Bats are the only mammals that can truly fly. Most bats in the United States eat insects at night and sleep during the day. What kind of text is this?

Once upon a time a poor girl met a fairy who gave her three golden nuts. If she opened them wisely, the fairy said, she would one day marry the prince. What kind of text is this?

Folks along the Mississippi River still tell about Big Bill, the riverboat man who rowed from Memphis to St. Louis in one night and never spilled his coffee. What kind of text is this?

Long ago in a dry village, three brothers set out to find water. The oldest turned back, the second turned back, and the youngest dug all night until a spring ran. What kind of text is this?

All summer the Ant carried grain while the Grasshopper sang. When the snow came, the Grasshopper had nothing to eat. Prepare today for the needs of tomorrow. What kind of text is this?

Spider Woman begged the Sun for warmth, and he dropped her a single ember. That is why spider webs still shine like fire in the morning light. What kind of text is this?

Two boots by the door, both caked with mud, both full of morning, both ready to run. One waits for my brother. One waits for me. What kind of text is this?

The Gateway Arch stands in St. Louis, Missouri. It rises 630 feet above the ground, and small trams carry visitors to a window room at the very top. What kind of text is this?

MRS. HALL: Class, the bus leaves at nine. DEV: I left my lunch at home! MRS. HALL: Check the shelf by the door. [DEV runs offstage and returns with a bag.] What kind of text is this?

Anansi asked Tiger to let all the stories be named after him. Tiger laughed and said he must catch Snake first. Anansi tricked Snake into being tied up, and from then on they were Anansi stories. What kind of text is this?

The Lion let the Mouse go free. Later the Lion was caught in a hunter's net, and the Mouse gnawed the ropes until he was loose. Even a small friend can do a great deed. What kind of text is this?

Once upon a time an old woman gave a woodcutter's son a gray cloak. Whoever wore it could not be seen, not even by the giant who guarded the bridge. What kind of text is this?

In the fishing towns of Massachusetts they still tell about Old Sam, who hooked a whale with one line and towed it back to the docks before supper. What kind of text is this?

Snow on the fence, snow on the gate, snow on the hat of the man who waits. Snow in my mitten, snow in my shoe, snow on my nose, and snow on you. What kind of text is this?

The goddess of Dawn wept for the son she had lost. Each morning her tears fall on the grass, and that is how dew first came to the world. What kind of text is this?

The turnip grew so large that Grandfather could not pull it up. Grandmother, the girl, the dog and the cat all pulled too, and still it held. Then a tiny mouse pulled, and out it came at last. What kind of text is this?