Tuesday, December 3, 2013

A little story of Pancakes.

Once upon a time there was a wolf that was very hungry. So he decided to make Pancakes. He took out his recipe book and started reading.
But wolves are not good at reading. So he called his neighbour. But the neighbour didn't want
to help. So he slammed the door. And poor Mr Wolf had to do it all by his self. He needed to
go to the shop to buy the ingredients. So he called Little Red Riding Hood. He wanted a basket, BUT Little Red Riding Hood slammed the door. So Mr wolf had to do it all by himself. He wanted to bake but wolves are not good at baking so he called the Three Little Pigs, BUT they slammed the door and poor Mr Wolf had to do it all by himself. Then the Pancakes were ready and the smell spread through the neighbourhood. All the neighbours came to Mr Wolf's house. They wanted to eat the pancakes but before they could eat them Mr Wolf ate them in one single gulp. He said that they would not help him, so he ate them. So Mr Wolf enjoyed eating the pancakes! YUMMY!

1 comment:

  1. I suppose there's a kind of justice in that.

    This is the sort of story that the wolf in a great book called Clever Polly and the Stupid Wolf by Catherine Storr would enjoy.