Mr Wolf's Pancakes, by Jan Fearnley

Mr. Wolf's Pancakes by Jan Fearnley to music by Barry Gibson read by me Nigel planer one day mr.

wolf

was hungry he wanted some

pancakes

yum-yum he said licking his lips at the thought of a big stack of fresh and delicious

pancakes

mr. Wolf had never made pancakes before so he took his big cookbook off the shelf and looked inside but wolves can't read very well and Mr. Wolf had trouble making sense of it so he went to get help from his neighbors. He called Chicken-licken who lived nearby. Please can you help me read this? He asked Lou said Chicken-licken slamming mr.

Wolf Space Bang sighed mr.

wolf

sat down slowly, read the book and figured out what he needed for himself mr. Wolf searched his cupboard for the ingredients but he couldn't find anything he needed. I'll go to the store, he decided and set out to write a list but wolves aren't very good at writing so mr. wolf called wee willie winkie you are very smart said mr. wolf, can you help me write my shopping list? please no, willie winkie said to me, go away, he closed the door, bang, there's no need to be like that, said mr. silent wolf mr. wolf sat down and tried hard with his writing until he made his shopping list himself now he needed to count his money to make sure he had enough so he went to the gingerbread man for help can you help me count my money? please asked politely i'm not too busy to bother me said the gingerbread man slamming the door so poor mr. wolf had to sit down and count his money, it took him a long time and he had to check it three times before he was okay, but he did it all by himself, mr.

Wolf needed a basket to carry his groceries, so he called Little Red Riding. Please, can I borrow your basket? He asked me very kindly. I'm not going to lend you my basket, Little Red Riding. wolf left for the store without a basket i'll manage, said mr. The wolf went to the store, looked at his list, remembered what he needed, counted his money, and brought the eggs, milk, and flour home by himself. the wolf called the three little pigs, please can you help me cook my pancakes? I'll share them with you, he said kindly, mr. wolf felt sad because no one wanted to help him mr. wolf went home and started making the pancakes by himself, soon there was a big stack of delicious pancakes on the table, all ready to eat now as mr wolf had been making his pancakes a lovely smell had come from the kitchen every their neighbors could smell it and it made them very hungry they wanted some pancakes too they decided to try their luck so they knocked on mr wolf's door give us some of your pancakes they said the rotten lot why should i give you any? said mr. wolf none of you would help me we will help you eat them replied mr.

Wolf's neighbors, anyway, we're not leaving until you give us some mr. Wolf formed very hard for a moment, there was only one decent thing to do, oh, very good, then he sighed, he'd better come in, mr. wolf flung open the door handwash his greedy neighbors brutally pushed him aside and ran down the hall mr. wolf shook his head shrugged followed them into the kitchen and when they were all in mr. wolf gobbled up the snippety map snagit ii which was the end of his and then with his bulging belly not quite full mr. The wolf sat down to eat his pile of pancakes and did it by himself, well, there was no one else around.