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 comfortably?
Are you!?
Good, then begin....

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Just then, Bruce the Duck came waddling by. Bruce was very happy that
hadn't closed gate and he decided to 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 which the
cleverly replied, a duck! Stupid!''

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

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

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

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

The bird immediately flew up into the tree... while Bruce the 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 just out for pizza?''

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

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

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

But Grandfather got 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 have it, a big, mean, hairy, ferocious, snarling,
Wolf, huh, did come out of the forest!
But I guess we all that was coming. I mean, the story is called,
`Peter and the Wolf'. We very well call it, `Peter and the Wolf'
if there wasn't any wolf, we?
Huh, that be really stupid.

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

Bruce the Duck quacked so hard that he himself backwards
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 action there is
an equal and reaction.

But no matter how quickly Bruce tried to 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 closer and closer
and and then 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 with 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 close to Louie, and Bob the was at home defrosting
his refrigerator.

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

Meanwhile, was standing behind the closed gate, videotaping everything
was going on.

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

One of the branches of the tree that the Wolf was circling was
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.

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

``Okay'', the bird.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

idea!'', said the hunters, ``and 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 he was through 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 head discontentedly, ``Well, Peter, if you hadn't
caught the What then?''
``Well'', said Peter, ``he probably would have ripped out my intestines
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 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 about Bruce the
Well, the Wolf had been in such a hurry he swallowed him... alive!
means the gastric juices slowly disolved his body and he died a long,
death.

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

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