Somewhere between breathing grass hills

and the welcoming clouds stood a farm.

The farm was the home of a happy bunch of animals.

One of the farms lively animals was a

hardworking little hen, with feathers as warm and shiney as a ruby.

On a sunny day Little red hen found a grain of wheat. She stared at it closesly and started to see a warm and tasty baked bread.

Now that looks like a great idea she thought.

She ran towards her friends of the farm to ask for help. A lazy dog, a sleepy cat and a noisy duck. To help her with planting the

seed, harvesting the wheat, grinding it to flour and baking the bread.

Hey Dog! I found a wheat grain, wanna help me plant it, so we can bake some delicious bread? Hmm... nah said the dog. I did enough today.

So Little Red hen went to her other friends.

Hey Cat! I found a wheat grain, wanna help me to harvest? Ooohhaahh... yawned the cat, you should’ve asked me earlier, now it's time for my beauty nap. Oke, suit yourself.

And so Little red hen went to her last friend.

Hey Duck!... Duck! Duuuuck!!

Budum bumm tak.. bududum Tak.. bumm

tak..

Duck pretended he didnt hear Little red hen because he was playing drums on the bellys of the big belly pigs.

Without worry little red hen started planting in the rich ground, then harvesting the golden stems, grinding the seeds between to rough rocks into flour.

She ask her friends once more if they'd help bake, but ignored also this request.

So she started baking, by herself.

After a few moment a smell of home, family and friends glided trough the air, passing the duck, he became quiet from it.

The cosy fragnance also past the cat, that woke up just from the fragnance. The warm odor swam through the sky and eventually reached dog, that jumped up and ran following its scent.

The dog arrived where a farm crowd had

gathered. All staring speechless at a giant piece of steaming freshly baked bread. On top stood a proud little red hen.

Ready to share her bread with all.

In a cozy farmyard, a diligent Little Red Hen.

found a wheat grain, envisioning freshly

baked bread. Seeking aid from her barnyard pals—a lazy dog, a sleepy cat, and a noisy duck—for tasks like planting, harvesting, grinding, and baking, she faced refusal each time. Undaunted, she carried out all the chores by herself. She sowed the wheat, tended It, reaped the grain, and ground it into flour.

She ask her friends once more if they'd help bake, but their reluctance remained. 

Finally, she baked the bread independently. When the fragrant bread was ready, she asked if they wished to share. 

This time, they were eager.

But the Little Red Hen, wiser now, said, "No, I will eat it myself,” savoring her hard-earned reward.