There was once an old goat who had seven little kids and they loved them as a mother loves her children. One day she wanted to go into the forest to fetch food she called all seven together, and said:
"Dear children, I go to the forest, be on your guard against the wolf when he comes in, he will eat all of you with skin and hair on The wretch often disguises himself, but by his rough voice and his black feet. you recognize him immediately. "
The kids said, "Dear mother, we will be careful, you can leave quietly."
Then the old one bleated, and went on the road with confidence. It was not long before someone knocked on the door and called, "Open the door, dear children, I am, mother, I brought something for you all." But the kids heard the hoarse voice that it was the wolf. "We do not open," she cried, "you are not our mother, who has a soft, pleasant voice, but your voice is hoarse, you are the wolf!" Then the wolf went to a shop and bought a large piece of chalk, he ate this and made his voice soft. When he came back, knocked at the door and cried, "Open the door, dear children, I am, mother, I brought something for you all." But the wolf had laid his black paws against the window, saw that the children and they cried: "We do not open our mother has not black feet like you, you are the wolf." Then the wolf ran to a baker and said, "I have hurt my feet, rub some dough." And when the baker had rubbed his feet over, he ran to the miller and said: "Sprinkle some white meal over my leg." The miller thought: The wolf wants to deceive someone, and he refused, but the wolf said. "If you do not, I will devour you." Then the miller was afraid, and made his paws white. Yes, so are the people.
Now the wretch went for the third time on the front door, knocked at it and said, "Open up, children, your dear mother has come home and has something for all of you brought from the woods." The kids cried: "Let us first see your paws that we know you are really our mother." Then he put his paws against the window, and when they saw that they were white, they believed everything he said was true, and opened the door.
But who should come in but the wolf! They were terrified and wanted to hide. One sprang under the table, the second into the bed, the third into the stove, the fourth into the kitchen, the fifth into the cupboard, the sixth under the sink, the seventh in the closet of the wall clock. But the wolf found them all, and used no great ceremony one after another through his throat. Only the youngest, who was in the closet of the clock, he found none. When the wolf had satisfied his appetite, he made what he wanted, went out into the green meadow under a tree and fell asleep.
Not long afterwards the old goat came home again from the forest. Oh, how they got there to see! The front door was wide open, table, chairs and benches were thrown about, dishes broken, blankets and pillows were torn off the bed.
She sought her children, but they were nowhere to be found. She called them by their names, one after another, but no one answered. Finally, when she was to the youngest, a soft voice cried: "Dear Mother, I'm in the closet of the clock." She took it out and he told her that the wolf had come and had eaten all the others. You can imagine how she wept over her poor children.
Finally she walked into her grief out and the youngest kid ran with her. When she came to the meadow wolf lying under a tree and snored so loud that the branches shook. She looked at him from all sides and saw that something was moving and struggling in his abdominal distension. Oh my God, she thought, that my poor children whom he has swallowed down for dinner are still alive?
The kid had to run home and scissors, needle and thread. Then they cut the monster's stomach, and hardly had they done a cut, or a kid stuck his head out, and when she cut farther, all six sprang out one after another and they were all still alive and had suffered no injury , because the monster had swallowed them down whole within his gluttony. That was a joy!
They embraced their dear mother, and jumped like a tailor at his wedding. But the old goat said:
"Now you must go search field boulders and therefore we stop the belly of the wicked beast while still asleep."
Then the seven kids dragged hastily pebbles and put them in the belly of the wolf, in as much as they could get. But When the old sewed him so quickly again that he noticed nothing and not even moving.
When the wolf finally slept, he stood up and as the stones in his stomach made him very thirsty, he wanted to be a source for drinking. But when he moved off, taking from one side to the other ran to swing, bumped the stones in his stomach rattling against each other.
Then he exclaimed:
"What judders and sloshing
There in my belly?
I thought the kids were six,
But these are big stones! "
And when he came to the source and across the water and bent to drink, the heavy stones in it and he was drowned him.
When the seven kids saw that, they came running and shouted, "The wolf is dead, the wolf is dead," and made of joy with their mother dancing around the source.
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"Dear children, I go to the forest, be on your guard against the wolf when he comes in, he will eat all of you with skin and hair on The wretch often disguises himself, but by his rough voice and his black feet. you recognize him immediately. "
The kids said, "Dear mother, we will be careful, you can leave quietly."
Now the wretch went for the third time on the front door, knocked at it and said, "Open up, children, your dear mother has come home and has something for all of you brought from the woods." The kids cried: "Let us first see your paws that we know you are really our mother." Then he put his paws against the window, and when they saw that they were white, they believed everything he said was true, and opened the door.
But who should come in but the wolf! They were terrified and wanted to hide. One sprang under the table, the second into the bed, the third into the stove, the fourth into the kitchen, the fifth into the cupboard, the sixth under the sink, the seventh in the closet of the wall clock. But the wolf found them all, and used no great ceremony one after another through his throat. Only the youngest, who was in the closet of the clock, he found none. When the wolf had satisfied his appetite, he made what he wanted, went out into the green meadow under a tree and fell asleep.
Not long afterwards the old goat came home again from the forest. Oh, how they got there to see! The front door was wide open, table, chairs and benches were thrown about, dishes broken, blankets and pillows were torn off the bed.
She sought her children, but they were nowhere to be found. She called them by their names, one after another, but no one answered. Finally, when she was to the youngest, a soft voice cried: "Dear Mother, I'm in the closet of the clock." She took it out and he told her that the wolf had come and had eaten all the others. You can imagine how she wept over her poor children.
Finally she walked into her grief out and the youngest kid ran with her. When she came to the meadow wolf lying under a tree and snored so loud that the branches shook. She looked at him from all sides and saw that something was moving and struggling in his abdominal distension. Oh my God, she thought, that my poor children whom he has swallowed down for dinner are still alive?
The kid had to run home and scissors, needle and thread. Then they cut the monster's stomach, and hardly had they done a cut, or a kid stuck his head out, and when she cut farther, all six sprang out one after another and they were all still alive and had suffered no injury , because the monster had swallowed them down whole within his gluttony. That was a joy!
They embraced their dear mother, and jumped like a tailor at his wedding. But the old goat said:
"Now you must go search field boulders and therefore we stop the belly of the wicked beast while still asleep."
Then the seven kids dragged hastily pebbles and put them in the belly of the wolf, in as much as they could get. But When the old sewed him so quickly again that he noticed nothing and not even moving.
When the wolf finally slept, he stood up and as the stones in his stomach made him very thirsty, he wanted to be a source for drinking. But when he moved off, taking from one side to the other ran to swing, bumped the stones in his stomach rattling against each other.
Then he exclaimed:
"What judders and sloshing
There in my belly?
I thought the kids were six,
But these are big stones! "
And when he came to the source and across the water and bent to drink, the heavy stones in it and he was drowned him.
When the seven kids saw that, they came running and shouted, "The wolf is dead, the wolf is dead," and made of joy with their mother dancing around the source.
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