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, let's begin....

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

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

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

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

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

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

(The Wolf! It's the Wolf!) Right! The Wolf. the Wolf....

The kettle drum and bass 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 long time ago, in a far far away... uh.... Oh, excuse me...

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

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

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

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

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

They argued and argued. The Duck swimming in the pond. The bird
skipping the shore. (Scratch) Sorry.

Suddenly, something Peter's eye --- and you know how painful 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 towards him on his velvet paws. Well, his
weren't really velvet... they were, you know, kind of like velvet.
a, what d'ya it? Uh, a `metaphor'. It's a metaphor, get it?

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

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

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

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

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

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

But Grandfather got Peter in a headlock and dragged him home, him
that he was grounded and that he watch any cartoons for three weeks.

Just then, as would have it, a big, mean, hairy, ferocious, snarling,
carnivorous Wolf, huh, did 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 wasn't any wolf, could 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 himself backwards
and up dry land.

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

But no matter how Bruce tried to waddle away, he couldn't escape
Seymore the Wolf who was wearing his pair of tennis 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 can't 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 recap the story briefly in case you just walked into the
Louie the Cat was sitting on one branch. Billy the was on another
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 closed gate, videotaping
was going 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 that the Wolf was circling was
out over a high stone wall.

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

Then he grabbed the and climbed onto the tree.

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

``Okay'', the bird.

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

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

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

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

Peter tied the other end of the dental 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'', said the Wolf, ``but, well, I'm tied up right now.''

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

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

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

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

After him, the hunters Seymore the Wolf.

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

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

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

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

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

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