The Little Red Hen
One day Little Red Hen was eating in the barn yard.
She found some wheat.
"Who will plant this wheat?" she asked.
"I will not," said the dog.
"I will not," said the cat.
"I will not," said the pig.
"I will not," said the duck.
"I will, then," said Little Red Hen.
So she planted the wheat.
By and by the wheat was ready to cut, and Little Red Hen asked, "Who will cut this wheat?"
"I will not," said the dog.
"I will not," said the cat.
"I will not," said the pig.
"I will not," said the duck.
"I will, then," said Little Red Hen.
So she cut the wheat.
"Who will thresh this wheat?" asked Little Red Hen.
"I will not," said the dog.
"I will not," said the cat.
"I will not," said the pig.
"I will not," said the duck.
"I will, then," said Little Red Hen.
So she began to thresh the wheat.
Red Hen said, "Now who will take this wheat to town and have it made into flour?"
"I will not," said the dog.
"I will not," said the cat.
"I will not," said the pig.
"I will not," said the duck.
"I will, then," said Little Red Hen.
Off she went with the wheat, and soon she came back with the flour.
Then she said, "Who will make some bread with this flour?"
"I will not," said the dog.
"I will not," said the cat.
"I will not," said the pig.
"I will not," said the duck.
"I will, then," said Little Red Hen.
So she began to make the bread.
Before long the bread was done, and Little Red Hen asked, "Who will eat this bread?"
"I will," said the dog.
"I will," said the cat.
"I will," said the pig.
"I will," said the duck.
But Little Red Hen shook her head.
She said, "You have done no work. You are too lazy to have any bread. My chickens and I will eat it."
And they did.