One morning on a farm as the sun had just risen, a li9le red hen was walking. The hen stepped on something . She looked down and saw a piece of wheat . The li9le red hen said, “Who’s going to help me plant this grain of wheat ?” “Not me.” meowed the cat. “No way, ho’ jose’,” barked the dog. “I ain’t going to do it.” oinked the pig. “Don’t look at me I’m not going to do it,” gobbled the turkey.
“ Then I will” announced the li9le red hen. Oﬀ she went and planted the wheat . The next morning she woke up and found the wheat . It had grown one foot . In about two weeks the the wheat had grown four feet tall .
She took all the wheat and asked “Who’s going to help me take this to the mill.” u9ered the hen. “Sorry,” said the dog, “Its my break.” “Busy” called the cat. “Hey, where’s the turkey?” oinked the pig. “I’ll do it then” sighed the li9le red hen. Then she went to the mill.
When she got there she found turkey. When turkey saw hen he screamed and shot out the door. She pretended like he never saw it. She grinded the wheat and cared the heavy sack of ﬂour back to farm.
When she got back to the farm. She was about to ask who’s going to get the ingredients with me to make bread. “I will” blurted out turkey. He then dropped the ingredients right in front of her. Then he just leM. She went inside and made dough and put it in the oven . When it was done she took it out. In about a minute they were huddled around bread
And sniﬃng the air. The li9le red hen asked “Who’s going to eat this bread with me?” They all yelled.