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, let's begin....

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

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

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

Three French horns play the part of... uhm... three 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 of Bob the Janitor is played 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 time --- I think it was last Thursday --- a boy Peter
opened the gate and 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 came waddling by. Bruce was happy that Peter
closed gate 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 of bird are you if you can't fly?'', he said; to which the Duck
replied, ``I'm a duck! Stupid!''

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

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

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

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

The bird immediately flew up into the tree... while 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 should I just send out for

Grandfather came out. He was all out of shape 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 Peter are afraid of a lot of things, like Nuclear and
flunking algebra, but not afraid 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.

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

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

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

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

But no matter how quickly Bruce tried to away, he couldn't escape
Seymore the who was wearing 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 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 briefly in case you 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 Janitor was at defrosting
his refrigerator.

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

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

Peter 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, is even faster than a twinkling.

Then he grabbed the and climbed onto the tree.

Peter said to Billy the Bird, ``I want you to fly down and around the
Wolf's head to 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
teeny-tiny pieces.''

``Okay'', the bird.

Billy the Bird almost touched the Wolf's head with his wings while the
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 Billy the Bird kept on harassing him.

Meanwhile, made a lasso 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 floss to the tree and left the Wolf
in mid-air.
``Hey, Big Bad Wolf'', said Peter, ``why don't you up here and get
us

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

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

But Peter yelled, ``Don't shoot. Billy the 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 imagine the victory parade. was at the head. (Flush)
But after a few minutes he was through and the parade began with Peter
at the front.

After him, the hunters leading the Wolf.

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

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

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

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

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

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