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 sitting
Are you!?
Good, then 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 part of Bruce the Duck is 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 case, the part of the Grandfather will be played by,
huh, a bassoon....

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Billy the Bird saw the Duck, so he decided to fly 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 Duck in the pond. The little bird
along the shore. (Scratch) Sorry.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Just then, as luck have it, a big, mean, hairy, ferocious, snarling,
carnivorous Wolf, huh, did out of the forest!
But I guess we all 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, would be really stupid.

The Cat was up the in a twinkling; 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 that for every action is
an equal and reaction.

But no matter how quickly tried to waddle away, he couldn't escape
Seymore the Wolf who was wearing his best pair of shoes.

The Wolf was closing in on the Duck. It was getting closer and
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 then one big gulp, Seymore `wolfed' him down. (Burp)

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

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

Meanwhile, Peter was standing behind the 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 of the tree that 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 the branch and climbed onto the tree.

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

``Okay'', the bird.

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

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

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

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

Peter tied the end of the dental floss to the tree and left the Wolf
in mid-air.
``Hey, Big Bad Wolf'', said Peter, ``why don't you come up and get
us

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

Just then, some members of the National Rifle Association out of the
woods, their magnums, uzis 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, if he likes that, next week we'll
him to Disneyland!''

Just imagine the victory parade. 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 the Cat, and finally, Bob the janitor who had to
sweep up the mess.
Grandfather shook his 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 he'd had enough of the pond and the meadow and the
whole stinking scene, so he ran off to Los Angeles and a Heavy Metal
band.

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

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

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