Luyện nghe bài hát Peter And The Wolf

Hello, and Girls.
This is a story I like to call, ``Peter and the Wolf''.
Are you comfortably?
Are you!?
Good, let's begin....

Each character is represented by a different of the synthesized
orchestra.

For instance, the part of Billy the Bird is by a flute, like this...

The of Bruce the Duck is played by an oboe...

the Cat is a clarinet. All right, he's not really a
clarinet. He's just --- you know, he's by a clarinet....

The of the Grandfather will be played by Don Amiche.
He...
make it? Oh. Huh.
Okay, um, hmm, in that case, the part of the will be played by,
huh, a bassoon....

Three French play the part of... uhm... three French horns... uh...

(The Wolf! the Wolf!) Right! The Wolf. Seymore the Wolf....

The kettle drum and bass represent the sub-machine-gun fire of the
hunters...

And, of course, as always, the part of Bob the is played by the
accordion.

Well, it for the introductions. And now, the story.

A long time ago, in a galaxy far far away... uh.... Oh, me...

Once upon a time --- I it was last Thursday --- a boy named Peter
opened the gate and went out the big green meadow.

On the branch of a big sat a little bird.
is quiet'', said the bird.
``Holy cow! A talking bird!'', Peter.

Just then, Bruce the Duck came by. Bruce was very happy that Peter
hadn't closed gate and he decided to check out the pond in the meadow.

Billy the saw the Duck, so he decided to fly down and pick an argument
him.

``What kind of bird are you if you can't fly?'', he said; to which the
replied, ``I'm a duck! Stupid!''

They argued and argued. The swimming in the pond. The little bird
along the shore. (Scratch) Sorry.

Suddenly, something Peter's eye --- and you know how painful that
can be. It was Louie the Cat through the grass.

Louie the Cat thought, ``If the is busy arguing, I'll just grab him''.
So quietly, Louie crept towards him on his velvet paws. Well, his
weren't really velvet... they were, you know, of like velvet. It's
a, what d'ya call it? Uh, a `metaphor'. a metaphor, get it?

``Look out! Look out! out! Look out! Look out! Look out! Look
out! Look out! Look out!'', Peter.

The bird immediately flew up into the tree... while Bruce the Duck
at the Cat... from the middle of the pond.

Louie the Cat walked around the tree and thought, it worth climbing up
so high, or I just send out for pizza?''

Grandfather came out. He was all out of shape because Peter had gone
the meadow.

``It's a dangerous place. If a should come out of the forest, then what
would you do,
did not answer, because after all, it was a rhetorical question.

Boys like Peter are afraid of a lot of things, like annihilation and
algebra, but they're not afraid of Wolves.

But Grandfather got Peter in a headlock and dragged him home, him
that he was grounded and he couldn't watch any cartoons for three weeks.

Just then, as luck have it, a big, mean, hairy, ferocious, snarling,
Wolf, huh, did come out of the forest!
But I we all knew that was coming. I mean, the story is called,
`Peter and the Wolf'. We couldn't well call it, `Peter and the Wolf'
if there wasn't any wolf, we?
Huh, that be really stupid.

The Cat was up the tree in a which is about, oh, 2.3 seconds.

Bruce the Duck quacked so hard that he propelled himself
and up dry land.

For those of you taking notes, this is a fine example of Newton's
First Law of Motion, which clearly states for every action there is
an equal and reaction.

But no matter how quickly Bruce tried to waddle away, he escape
Seymore the Wolf who was wearing his best of tennis shoes.

The Wolf was closing in on the Duck. It was getting and closer
and closer and and then....

He got 'em! He got 'em! Oh no! Oh, it was terrible!
Oh, oh I believe it! Oh!
The humanity! The humanity! Oh my God! Ahh-hoh, oh, huh.

And with one big gulp, Seymore `wolfed' him down. (Burp)

Um, let me recap the story in case you just walked into the room:
Louie the Cat was sitting on one branch. the Bird was on another
branch, not too close to Louie, and Bob the was at home defrosting
his refrigerator.

The Wolf walked around the so many times that he made a small trench.

Meanwhile, Peter was standing the closed gate, videotaping everything
that was on.

Suddenly Peter got an idea. He ran and got a big spool of his
grandfather's unwaxed floss.

One of the branches of the tree the Wolf was circling was conveniently
stretched out over a high wall.

scaled the wall, lickity-split, which is even faster than a twinkling.

Then he grabbed the branch and onto the tree.

Peter said to Billy the Bird, ``I want you to fly down and circle the
Wolf's head to distract him, but be careful he doesn't catch you and
bash your skull in and tear out your lungs and chew you up into
teeny-tiny pieces.''

``Okay'', the bird.

Billy the Bird almost touched the Wolf's with his wings while the Wolf
snapped angrily at him. ``Go ahead'', said the Wolf, my day''.

``Come on, cut it out'', the Wolf, ``you're askin' for trouble,
Punk''. But Billy the Bird just kept on him.

Meanwhile, Peter made a lasso out of the dental floss and, letting
it down, caught the by the tail and pulled with all his might.

Feeling himself caught, the Wolf got really ticked off and started back
and forth.

Peter tied the other end of the floss to the tree and left the Wolf
in mid-air.
``Hey, Big Bad Wolf'', said Peter, ``why you come up here and get
us

``I would'', the Wolf, ``but, well, I'm kinda tied up right now.''

Just then, some members of the National Rifle Association out of the
woods, firing their magnums, and bazookas.

But yelled, ``Don't shoot. Billy the Bird and I have caught the Wolf.
Now, take him to the Zoo''.

``Great idea!'', said the hunters, ``and if he likes that, week we'll
him to Disneyland!''

Just imagine the parade. Peter was at the head. (Flush)
But after a few minutes he was through and then the parade began with
at the front.

After him, the leading Seymore the Wolf.

Then Grandfather, and Louie the Cat, and finally, Bob the who had to
sweep up the mess.
Grandfather his head discontentedly, ``Well, Peter, what if you hadn't
caught the Wolf? What
``Well'', said Peter, ``he would have ripped out my intestines with
his teeth.''
``(Cough/gag/choke)'', Grandfather, ``I know that, you idiot.
It was a question.''

them, Billy the Bird chirped proudly. ``Yeah, that's right. We bad.
We bad''.

Granfather decided that he'd had enough of the pond and the and the
whole stinking scene, so he ran off to Los and joined a Heavy Metal
band.

And what about Bruce the
Well, the had been in such a hurry that he swallowed him... alive!
which the gastric juices slowly disolved his body and he died a long,
death.

However, you'll be happy to hear that just a few years later he was
as MacLaine.

And the moral of the story is... hygiene is very important. Make sure you
see dentist at least twice a year