In fairy tales and fables this week, we have been working on our draft for our final project. This is my first draft out of two. My first one is a poem.
Once there was a little girl.
She is known as little red.
She departed for her grandmother's house
To go supply her with some bread.
She took a stroll through the forest
When a wolf appeared and then he said,
"Where are you off to little red?"
"I'm going to my grandmother's house.
Well then, I'm going on ahead."
Little did she know that the wolf was up to no good.
He planned to have the grandma and little red as food.
When little red arrived at grandma's,
She thought she saw her there in bed.
'What big ears, eyes and teeth you have' she said,
And the wolf, disguised as grandma, ate her up.
The wolf fell asleep on the grandmother's bed.
Meanwhile, a hunter walked past the house.
He walked in and aimed his rifle on the wolf's head.
He slit the wolf's stomach to find the two.
Thankfully, the pair survived.
Then, they replied with a thank you.
Once there was a little girl.
She is known as little red.
She departed for her grandmother's house
To go supply her with some bread.
She walked along the forest to meet a different wolf.
She ran to her grandmother's house,
As agile as a mouse.
She warned her
And they bolted all of the doors and windows shut.
'Let me in, I'm little red'
The wolf said.
The grandmother came up with an idea.
She had boiled some herbs the day before,
To fix her diarrhea.
'Use the water to fill up the trough'
The grandmother said with a cough.
On the roof, the wolf hungrily stood.
He smelled the herbs and has mistaken them for food.
The wolf lost his balance and fell off.
He struggled and fortunately, drowned in the trough.
Little red went home unscathed.
And on her own trough,
She peacefully bathed.
The End.
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