The Little Red Hen

Written by Adapted by Philadelphia Reads
Illustrated by Greg Wrightlittleredhen_1

Once upon a time, a little red hen and her family lived in a barnyard. She spent her time searching for fat delicious worms.
A cat, a rat, and a pig also lived there.

One day the little red hen found a seed. She had never seen one before and mistook it for a worm. After asking around, she learned it was a wheat seed and if planted, would grow into wheat that could be made into flour and then into bread.

She knew she had to plant it. She decided to ask for help. She called loudly to the pig, the cat, and the rat, “Who will plant the seed?”

But the pig said, “Not I,” and the cat said, “Not I,” and the rat said, “Not I.”

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“Well, then,” said the little red hen, “I will.” And she did.

Then she spent the long summer days scratching for worms and feeding her chicks. The pig, the cat, and the rat all grew fat while the wheat grew tall and ripe.

One day the little red hen noticed how large the wheat was so she called briskly, “Who will cut the wheat?”

The pig said, “Not I,” and the cat said, “Not I,” and the rat said, “Not I.”

“Well, then,” said the little red hen, “I will.”

And she did. She got the sickle and cut the wheat. On the ground lay the nicely cut wheat, ready to be threshed. In a hopeful tone she called out, “Who will thresh the wheat?”

But the pig said, “Not I,” and the cat said, “Not I,” and the rat said, “Not I.”

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So the little red hen said again, “I will.” And she did.

Then she called out, “Who will carry the wheat to the mill to be ground?”

The pig said, “Not I,” and the cat said, “Not I,” and the rat said, “Not I.”

So the good little red hen could do nothing but say, “I will then.”

And she did. The little red hen carried the sack of wheat to the mill. After it was ground into flour, she carried the flour back to her barnyard.

She knew that the wheat must be made into bread. She was not in the habit of making bread, so she once again asked the other animals, “Who will make the bread?”

The pig said, “Not I,” and the cat said, “Not I,” and the rat said, “Not I.”

So the little red hen said once more, “I will then.”

And she did. She put on her apron and made the dough. She divided it into loaves and put them into the oven to bake.

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At last the bread was finished, and a delicious scent filled the air. The animals sniffed with delight. The little red hen was very excited! She did not know if the bread would be fit to eat, but when the lovely brown loaves came out of the oven, they were perfect.

Then the little red hen called, “Who will eat the bread?”

The pig said, “I will,” and the cat said, “I will,” and the rat said, “I will.”

But the little red hen said, “No, you won’t. I will.”

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And she did.

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