The Wolf & Seven Little Kids

Once upon a time, deep in the heart of a dense forest, there lived a mother goat with her seven little kids. The mother goat was very fond of her children and would always keep a close eye on them, making sure they were safe and happy.

One day, the mother goat had to go out to collect some food, and she warned her children not to open the door to any strangers. “Remember, my dear little ones,” she said, “if anyone knocks on the door and asks to come in, do not let them in unless it is me. The wolf is known to wander around these woods, and he may try to trick you into opening the door.”

The little kids nodded obediently and promised to follow their mother’s instructions. But, as it turned out, the wolf was already lurking nearby, waiting for his chance to catch the little kids off guard.

As soon as the mother goat left, the wolf came to the door and knocked. “Who is it?” asked the youngest kid, peering through the keyhole.

“It’s me, your mother,” replied the wolf, disguising his voice to sound like the mother goat. “Open the door, my dear little one. I have brought you some treats.”

The youngest kid, thinking that it was indeed his mother, opened the door without a second thought. But as soon as the wolf entered, he pounced on the little kid and gobbled him up.

The other six kids, hearing the commotion, were terrified and quickly hid under the bed. The wolf, realizing that he had been caught, tried to come up with another plan to catch the remaining kids. “Come out, my dear little ones,” he called out, his voice now sweet and cajoling. “I promise I won’t hurt you. I just want to play with you.”

But the kids were not easily fooled. They knew that the wolf was up to no good and decided to stay put under the bed. The wolf, frustrated and hungry, decided to try a different tactic. He left the house and went to a nearby store to buy some chalk.

When he returned, he crept up to the house and drew a pair of eyes on the door. He then knocked on the door and hid behind a nearby tree. The oldest kid, who had been keeping an eye on the door, looked through the keyhole and saw the eyes staring back at him. “Who is it?” he asked, his voice trembling.

“It’s me, your mother,” replied the wolf, once again disguising his voice. “Open the door, my dear little one. I have come back with some food for you.”

But the oldest kid was not easily fooled. He looked closely at the eyes on the door and noticed that they were not real. “I can see your ears, wolf,” he said. “You are not our mother. You are the wolf!”

The wolf, realizing that his plan had failed, became angry and began to scratch at the door. But the little kids were not afraid anymore. They banded together and began to make as much noise as they could, banging pots and pans and shouting at the top of their lungs. The noise attracted the attention of a passing hunter who was walking through the forest.

When the hunter saw what was happening, he quickly grabbed his rifle and aimed it at the wolf. “Stand back, kids,” he said. “I’ll take care of this.”

The wolf, realizing that he had been caught, quickly fled into the forest. The little kids were overjoyed and hugged each other tightly. They knew that they had been very lucky, and that they had to be more careful in the future.

When the mother goat returned, she was shocked to find one of her little kids missing.

The other kids quickly told her what had happened, and the mother goat was overcome with grief. “Oh, my poor little one,” she cried. “I should never have left you alone. I promise to protect you all from now on.”

But the other six kids were quick to reassure their mother. “Don’t worry, mother,” said the oldest kid. “We are all safe and sound, and we were able to scare away the wolf. We will be more careful in the future, and we will always look out for each other.”

The mother goat was grateful to her children for their bravery and wisdom, and she knew that she could trust them to keep themselves safe. From that day on, the little kids were more cautious and vigilant, and they never let down their guard. And whenever they remembered their little brother who had been lost to the wolf, they would say a prayer for him and vow to never forget his sacrifice.

As for the wolf, he never returned to the little goat’s house again. But he continued to wander through the forest, looking for other prey to satisfy his hunger. And whenever he saw a mother goat with her little kids, he would think twice before trying to approach them. For he knew that he had met his match in the seven little kids, and he would never forget their bravery and strength.