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, then begin....

character 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 part of Bruce the is played 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 be played 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 play the of... uhm... three French horns... uh...

(The Wolf! It's the Wolf!) Right! The Wolf. 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 --- I think it was last Thursday --- a boy named Peter
opened the gate and went out the big green meadow.

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

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

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

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

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

Suddenly, caught 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 towards him on his velvet paws. Well, his
really velvet... they were, you know, kind of like velvet. It's
a, what call it? Uh, a `metaphor'. It's a metaphor, get it?

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

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

Louie the Cat walked around the and thought, ``Is it worth climbing up
so high, or should I just send out for

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

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

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

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

Just then, as luck 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 well call it, and the Wolf'
if there wasn't any wolf, we?
Huh, would be really stupid.

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

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

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

But no matter how quickly 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 closer 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 then with one big gulp, Seymore him down. (Burp)

Um, let me recap the story in case you just walked into the room:
Louie the Cat was on one branch. Billy the Bird was on another
branch, not too close to Louie, and Bob the Janitor was at home
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 Peter got an idea. He ran home and got a big of his
grandfather's unwaxed floss.

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

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

Then he the branch and climbed onto the tree.

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

``Okay'', the bird.

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

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

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

Feeling himself caught, the 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 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, firing their magnums, and bazookas.

But Peter yelled, ``Don't shoot. the Bird and I have caught the Wolf.
Now, take 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 then the parade with Peter
at the front.

After him, the leading Seymore the Wolf.

Then Grandfather, and the Cat, and finally, Bob the janitor who had to
up the whole mess.
Grandfather shook his head discontentedly, ``Well, Peter, what if you
caught the What then?''
``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, 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 a Heavy Metal
band.

And what about the Duck?
Well, the Wolf had been in such a 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. Make you
see your at least twice a year