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 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 Grandfather will be by Don Amiche.
He...
Can't it? Oh. Huh.
Okay, um, hmm, in that case, the part of the Grandfather will be by,
huh, a bassoon....

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

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

The kettle drum and bass drum represent the 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 galaxy far far away... uh.... Oh, me...

Once upon a time --- I think it was last Thursday --- a boy 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.
cow! A talking bird!'', thought Peter.

Just then, Bruce the Duck came waddling by. Bruce was very that Peter
hadn't closed and he decided to check out the deep 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 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 Louie the Cat through the grass.

Louie the Cat thought, ``If the 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, of like velvet. It's
a, what d'ya it? Uh, a `metaphor'. It's a metaphor, get it?

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

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

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

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

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

like Peter are afraid of a lot of things, like Nuclear annihilation and
flunking algebra, but not afraid of Wolves.

But Grandfather got in a headlock and dragged him home, telling 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 guess we all that was coming. I mean, the story is called,
`Peter and the Wolf'. We couldn't very well call it, and the Wolf'
if wasn't any wolf, could we?
Huh, that would be 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 practical example of
First Law of Motion, which clearly states that for every action is
an equal and reaction.

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

The Wolf was closing in on the Duck. It was getting closer and
and and then 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 recap the story briefly in case you just walked into the
Louie the Cat was sitting on one branch. Billy the Bird was on
branch, not too to Louie, and Bob the Janitor was at home defrosting
his refrigerator.

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

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

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

One of the branches of the tree that the Wolf was was conveniently
stretched out a high stone wall.

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

he grabbed the branch and climbed onto the tree.

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

``Okay'', the bird.

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

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

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

Peter tied the other end of the dental floss to the tree and left the
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 tied up right now.''

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

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

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

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

him, the hunters 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'', Peter, ``he probably would have ripped out my intestines with
his teeth.''
``(Cough/gag/choke)'', Grandfather, ``I know that, you idiot.
It was a question.''

Above them, the Bird 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 about the Duck?
Well, the Wolf had been in such a hurry that he him... alive!
which means the gastric slowly disolved his body and he died 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 twice a year