Luyện nghe bài hát Peter And The Wolf

Hello, and Girls.
This is a that I like to call, ``Peter and the Wolf''.
Are you sitting
Are you!?
Good, then begin....

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

For instance, the part of 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, 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....

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

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

The kettle drum and bass drum represent the fire of the
hunters...

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

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

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

Once upon a --- I think it was last Thursday --- a boy named Peter
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 bird!'', thought Peter.

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

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

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

They argued and argued. The Duck swimming in the pond. The bird
skipping 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, ``If the Bird is busy arguing, I'll grab him''.
So quietly, crept towards him on his velvet paws. Well, his paws
weren't really velvet... were, you know, kind 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! out! Look out! Look out! Look
out! Look out! Look out!'', Peter.

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

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

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

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

Boys like Peter are afraid of a lot of things, 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 grounded and that he couldn't watch any for three weeks.

Just then, as luck would 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,
and the Wolf'. We couldn't very well call it, `Peter and the Wolf'
if wasn't any wolf, could we?
Huh, that 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 backwards
and up dry land.

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

But no matter how quickly Bruce 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 and closer
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 with one big gulp, `wolfed' him down. (Burp)

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

The Wolf walked around the so many 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 home and got a big of his
unwaxed dental floss.

One of the branches of the that the Wolf was circling was conveniently
out over a high stone wall.

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

Then he the branch and climbed onto the tree.

Peter said to Billy the Bird, ``I want you to fly down and around the
Wolf's head to distract him, but be very careful he doesn't 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
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 lasso out of the dental and, carefully letting
it down, the Wolf 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 floss to the tree and the Wolf
in mid-air.
``Hey, Big Bad Wolf'', said Peter, don't you come up here and get
us

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

Just then, members of the National Rifle Association came out of the
woods, firing their magnums, 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, 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 Peter
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
the Wolf? What then?''
``Well'', said Peter, ``he probably would have ripped out my 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''.

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

And what about the Duck?
Well, the Wolf had in such a hurry that he swallowed 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 years later he was
as MacLaine.

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