The Little Red Hen



The Little Red Hen :

The Little Red Hen

Was scratching in the farmyard

When she found a grain of wheat

“Who will plant the wheat?" said she.

“Not I," said the duck.

“Not I," said the cat.

“Not I," said the dog.

“Very well then," said the Little Red Hen, “I will."

So she planted the grain of wheat.



After some time the wheat grew

Tall and ripe.

“Who will cut the wheat? Asked the

Little Red hen.

“Not I," said the duck.

“Not I," said the cat.

“Not I," said the dog.

“Very well then, I will." said the

Little Red Hen.

So, she cut the wheat.



“Now," said “Who will thresh the wheat?

“Not I," said the duck.

“Not I," said the cat.

“Not I," said the dog.

“Very well then, I will," said the Little Red Hen.

So she threshed the wheat.



When the wheat was threshed, she said,

“Who will take the wheat in to the mill to

Have it ground into flour?"

“Not I," said the duck.

“Not I," said the cat.

“Not I," said the dog.

“Very well then, I will," said the Little Red Hen.



And she baked a lovely loaf of bread.

The she said,

“Who will eat the bread?

“Oh! I will," said the duck.

“Oh! I will," said the cat.

“Oh! I will," said the dog.

“Oh! No, you won’t!" said the Little Red Hen.

“I will,"

And she called her chicks and

Shared the bread with them.

(
Anonymous)



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