The Little Red Hen and the Orange juice By: Cae Murphy
Once upon a me, there was a li9le red hen. The li9le red hen found an orange seed. She then asked her friends, dog, pig, cat, and mouse, “Who will help me plant this seed?” “Not I,” barked the dog. “ Not I,” meowed the cat. “Not I,” snarled the pig “ Not I,” squeaked the mouse.
“ Fine ,I’ll do it myself.” remarked the hen. So hen went to her beauful yard full of ﬂowers and berries. She dug a hole and put the seed in and then watered the seed. A few beauful months later she asked her friends, “Who will help me pick these oranges?” “ I won’t,” the dog snapped hasly. “ I won’t,” purred the cat. “ I won’t,” snorted the pig. “ I ....,”hesitated the mouse.
“ Alright, I’ll do it myself,” sighed the hen. So, the hen went and got her woven basket when mouse appeared and squeaked “ I’ll help you!”. So hen and mouse picked oranges all day. Then hen thanked mouse for all his help. AOer mouse leO she had dinner and went to bed. The next morning, hen went to juice her oranges. She got out a pitcher for the orange juice she will make. Soon enough hen ﬁnished juicing the oranges.
Later she asked her friends, “Who will help me drink this orange juice?” “ Oh I will,” said the dog greedily. “I will,” screamed the cat. “ Of course I will ,” oinked the pig.
But mouse said absolutely nothing! So hen replied ,” Mouse and I shall drink the juice together for he and I are the ones who made the orange juice and you guys did nothing. Mouse and hen drank the juice together and about a month later they opened a juice store where they both worked. The juice store sll remains in Foundville, and Foundville was named aOer mouse and hen’s juice.