The Mean Bad Wolf
By
Mario S. Fedele
Copyright 2004
Little Red Riding Hood was lost!
She had strayed from her normal path chasing a butterfly and then running after a bunny all the way to its hideout.
By the time she realized where she was, she was hopelessly lost!
She had no idea which way to
go.
But she DID know one thing. She was HUNGRY! All that chasing and running had made her EXTREMELY HUNGRY!
Seeing she had food, which she'd prepared for her granny and not wanting it to go to waste, she sat down to enjoy some of the goodies.
After she'd had her fill, she felt tired. So she lay down for a nap.
When she woke, as she was deciding which way to go, she spotted a Wolf. A MEAN looking Wolf. A MEAN BAD Wolf!
So she turned and ran.
After going a short distance,
she spied a house just up ahead.
She ran for it as fast as her
legs would allow.
When she reached the entrance, she noticed that the house was made of straw and on the door was a sign which read,
MR. PIG'S RESIDENCE
Little Red banged on the door frantically, all the while s
houting, "Mr. Pig! Mr. Pig! Let
me in! There's a Mean Bad Wolf
after me!"
Mr. Pig looked out his window and said, "Come in! Come in! You'll be safe in my nice straw house!"
He let Little Red in and just as they closed the door behind them, the Mean Bad Wolf was at the entrance.
He shook his fist at them and
said, "If you think this puny
house of straw will stop me,
think again.
"I'm a black belt Karate champ. And one power chop will bring your house down."
The Mean Bad Wolf took a deep breath, jumped in the air, and raised his arm high over his head.
Then yelling, "AAAAYAA!" he delivered a powerful chop to the straw house.
The soft delicate straw crumbled under the impact and the whole
house came tumbling down.
Mr. Pig dusted himself off and, in a stunned daze, said, "Oh, my! The Mean Bad Wolf knocked my straw house down! Quick, we'll have to run for safety. I know a place to go!"
So Little Red followed Mr. Pig as they made a mad dash to where ever it was that Mr. Pig was taking them.
He led them to a cottage in the woods. It was made of gingerbread, candies and a whole range of other goodies. On the front door was a sign which read,
Ms. Witch's
Residence
The two banged on the door wildly and shouted, "Ms. Witch! Ms. Witch! Let us in! There's a Mean Bad Wolf after us!"
Ms. Witch came running to the door, opened it, and said, "Come in! Come in! He'll never get you here in my gingerbread house. And do have a taste of what you please."
Just as they closed the door behind them, the Mean Bad Wolf was at the entrance.
He raised his fist high and
shook it at them, saying, "If you
think these scrumptious candy
walls will stop me, think again!
"I'm trained in Judo. And one power kick will bring your gingerbread house down."
The Mean Bad Wolf backed up to
allow himself a running start for
his power kick.
When he was set, he began to charge. As he gained speed, he leapt into the air, extended his left foot forward, and gave out a yell, "AAAAYAA!"
The momentum he'd gained brought him crashing through the thin candy layers and the whole house caved in.
Ms. Witch dusted herself off. Shocked at what had happened, she
said, "Oh, dear! The Mean Bad
Wolf brought my gingerbread house
down. Quick, follow me. I know
where we can go."
So Little Red and Mr. Pig followed Ms. Witch in a scrambled run for safety.
She led them to an isolated house at the edge of a lake. The house stood tall and was made of brick and mortar.
On the front door was a sign, which read,
BEARS' RESIDENCE
The three b
anged like crazy on
the door, shouting, "Oh, Bears!
Oh, Bears! Let us in! There's a
Mean Bad Wolf after us."
The Bears--the Papa, the Mama, and the Baby--all came to the door. After opening it, the Papa Bear said, "Come in! Come in! You'll be safe in our house of brick and mortar. Just don't go sampling our food or trying out our furniture."
Just as they closed the door behind them, the Mean Bad Wolf was at the entrance.
He raised his fist at them and said, "I'm a Kendo expert. Your house of brick and mortar is no match for my weapons."
The Mean Bad Wolf drew his samurai sword and started striking at
the bricks. But the
house stood firm.
He struck harder and fiercer. But the house, being strong and sturdy, withstood the attack.
The Mean Bad Wolf was growing frustrated now. So he tried a combo attack--a power punch, followed by a power kick, and then a samurai sword blow.
He wound up and took his best shot.
The house remained unscathed.
In the meantime, while the
Mean Bad Wolf was chopping,
kicking and striking away to
bring the brick house down, the
three Bears and their guests sat
cosily at the table enjoying a
nice warm bowl of porridge.
Outside, huffing and puffing, stood the Mean Bad Wolf. He was confused and bewildered since, having given it his all, the tall brick house was still standing.
Now, thoroughly exhausted, he was desperate for rest.
So he found an open window at the side of the house and snuck in through it. Then he head for the bedroom.
He tried the Baby Bear's bed. "Too small," he said.
Next, he tried the Mama Bear's bed. "Too soft," he said.
Finally, he lay on the Papa Bear's bed. "JUST right!" he said.
The Mean Bad Wolf pulled the covers over him and went to sleep.
By
Mario S. Fedele
Copyright 2004
Little Red Riding Hood was lost!
She had strayed from her normal path chasing a butterfly and then running after a bunny all the way to its hideout.
By the time she realized where she was, she was hopelessly lost!
She had no idea which way to
go.
But she DID know one thing. She was HUNGRY! All that chasing and running had made her EXTREMELY HUNGRY!
Seeing she had food, which she'd prepared for her granny and not wanting it to go to waste, she sat down to enjoy some of the goodies.
After she'd had her fill, she felt tired. So she lay down for a nap.
When she woke, as she was deciding which way to go, she spotted a Wolf. A MEAN looking Wolf. A MEAN BAD Wolf!
So she turned and ran.
After going a short distance,
she spied a house just up ahead.
She ran for it as fast as her
legs would allow.
When she reached the entrance, she noticed that the house was made of straw and on the door was a sign which read,
MR. PIG'S RESIDENCE
Little Red banged on the door frantically, all the while s
houting, "Mr. Pig! Mr. Pig! Let
me in! There's a Mean Bad Wolf
after me!"
Mr. Pig looked out his window and said, "Come in! Come in! You'll be safe in my nice straw house!"
He let Little Red in and just as they closed the door behind them, the Mean Bad Wolf was at the entrance.
He shook his fist at them and
said, "If you think this puny
house of straw will stop me,
think again.
"I'm a black belt Karate champ. And one power chop will bring your house down."
The Mean Bad Wolf took a deep breath, jumped in the air, and raised his arm high over his head.
Then yelling, "AAAAYAA!" he delivered a powerful chop to the straw house.
The soft delicate straw crumbled under the impact and the whole
house came tumbling down.
Mr. Pig dusted himself off and, in a stunned daze, said, "Oh, my! The Mean Bad Wolf knocked my straw house down! Quick, we'll have to run for safety. I know a place to go!"
So Little Red followed Mr. Pig as they made a mad dash to where ever it was that Mr. Pig was taking them.
He led them to a cottage in the woods. It was made of gingerbread, candies and a whole range of other goodies. On the front door was a sign which read,
Ms. Witch's
Residence
The two banged on the door wildly and shouted, "Ms. Witch! Ms. Witch! Let us in! There's a Mean Bad Wolf after us!"
Ms. Witch came running to the door, opened it, and said, "Come in! Come in! He'll never get you here in my gingerbread house. And do have a taste of what you please."
Just as they closed the door behind them, the Mean Bad Wolf was at the entrance.
He raised his fist high and
shook it at them, saying, "If you
think these scrumptious candy
walls will stop me, think again!"I'm trained in Judo. And one power kick will bring your gingerbread house down."
The Mean Bad Wolf backed up to
allow himself a running start for
his power kick.
When he was set, he began to charge. As he gained speed, he leapt into the air, extended his left foot forward, and gave out a yell, "AAAAYAA!"
The momentum he'd gained brought him crashing through the thin candy layers and the whole house caved in.
Ms. Witch dusted herself off. Shocked at what had happened, she
said, "Oh, dear! The Mean Bad
Wolf brought my gingerbread house
down. Quick, follow me. I know
where we can go."
So Little Red and Mr. Pig followed Ms. Witch in a scrambled run for safety.
She led them to an isolated house at the edge of a lake. The house stood tall and was made of brick and mortar.
On the front door was a sign, which read,
BEARS' RESIDENCE
The three b
anged like crazy on
the door, shouting, "Oh, Bears!
Oh, Bears! Let us in! There's a
Mean Bad Wolf after us."
The Bears--the Papa, the Mama, and the Baby--all came to the door. After opening it, the Papa Bear said, "Come in! Come in! You'll be safe in our house of brick and mortar. Just don't go sampling our food or trying out our furniture."
Just as they closed the door behind them, the Mean Bad Wolf was at the entrance.
He raised his fist at them and said, "I'm a Kendo expert. Your house of brick and mortar is no match for my weapons."
The Mean Bad Wolf drew his samurai sword and started striking at
the bricks. But the
house stood firm.
He struck harder and fiercer. But the house, being strong and sturdy, withstood the attack.
The Mean Bad Wolf was growing frustrated now. So he tried a combo attack--a power punch, followed by a power kick, and then a samurai sword blow.
He wound up and took his best shot.
The house remained unscathed.
In the meantime, while the
Mean Bad Wolf was chopping,
kicking and striking away to
bring the brick house down, the
three Bears and their guests sat
cosily at the table enjoying a
nice warm bowl of porridge.
Outside, huffing and puffing, stood the Mean Bad Wolf. He was confused and bewildered since, having given it his all, the tall brick house was still standing.
Now, thoroughly exhausted, he was desperate for rest.
So he found an open window at the side of the house and snuck in through it. Then he head for the bedroom.
He tried the Baby Bear's bed. "Too small," he said.
Next, he tried the Mama Bear's bed. "Too soft," he said.
Finally, he lay on the Papa Bear's bed. "JUST right!" he said.
The Mean Bad Wolf pulled the covers over him and went to sleep.
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