The Wolf and the Seven Little Kids


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Once upon a time, an old goat had seven little lambs. She loved all of them. One day when everyone was hungry, she wanted to go into the forest to fetch some food. So she called all seven kids and said, “Dear children, I have to go to the forest, be on your guard against the wolf; if he comes in, he will devour you all---skin, hair, and all. The wretch often disguises himself, but you will know him at once by his rough voice and his black feet.”

The kids were brave and asked the mother to go to the forest without any anxiety, and they would take good care of themselves.

The mother walked to the forest with a free mind. Soon after the mother left, someone knocked on the house-door and said: “Open the door, dear children; your mother is here and has brought something back with her for each of you.”

But the little ones denied opening the door as they recognized the rough voice and knew it was the wolf. Little ones said “We’ll not open the door, you are not our mother. She has a soft and pleasant voice, but yours is rough.

Then the wolf walked away to the nearest shopkeeper and bought a lump of chalk and ate them to soften his voice. He came back, knocked on the door, and played the same trick with a soft voice. But the wolf had laid his dark paws against the window, and the kids saw them and told “you are a wolf! We’ll not open the door; our mother doesn’t have black feet.”

Then the wolf walked away in a hurry towards the nearest baker and told the baker that he hurt his feet and to rub some dough on them. Then he went to the miller and asked him to put some white meal on his feet. 

Miller knew the wolf was going to disguise someone, he refused to do so. The wolf then threatened Miller that he would kill him if he didn't do what was said. The miller was afraid and made the wolf’s feet white.

The wolf came back for the third time and played the same trick; the little kids wanted to see the feet first to believe him. The wolf put his feet through the window, and it was white; the poor little kids believed, and they opened the door. As they opened the door, all were terrified to see the wolf, and everyone ran to hide to save themselves from the wolf.

One ran under the table, second into the bed, third into the stove, fourth into the kitchen, fifth into the cupboard, sixth under the washing bowl, and the seventh into the clock-case.

The wolf found six little kids and decided to swallow them one by one. The youngest among the kids who hid in the clock-case was safe as the wolf did not find him. 

Now the wolf’s stomach was full, so he decided to take a nap. He laid himself under a tree in the green meadow and began to sleep.

The Mothergoat was coming back from the forest; she was shocked, seeing her house-door wide open. The table, chair, and benches were damaged, the washing bowl was broken, and the beds and pillows were damaged. She searched for her little kids, called them by their names, and no one responded. At last, the youngest one with a soft voice cried “Mother, I am in the clock-case.” The mother took the kid out, and the kid told the mother that the wolf came and ate all the kids.

Mother walked out of her home in anger, searching for the wolf, and the youngest kid ran with her. When they reached the meadow, they saw the wolf snoring under the tree. Mother looked at the wolf on every side and saw that something was moving in his belly. She then prayed that “Is it my kids who he swallowed are still alive?”

She then asks the kid to go back home and fetch some scissors, needle, and thread. The kid comes back with them. Mother decided to cut the wolf’s stomach. As she made one cut, one little kid’s head was out, and when she cut, further all the kids came out one by one. Everyone was still alive and had no injury.

The mother and the kids were rejoicing and jumping in joy. They decided to fill the wolf’s stomach with stones. As the wolf was still sleeping, they filled the belly with stones, and the mother stitched his stomach.

When the wolf woke up after his sleep, he started walking, and the stone in his stomach made him thirsty. So he decided to go to a well to drink. The stones inside his stomach rattled against each other; the wolf was in pain and cried.

"What rumbles and tumbles
Against my poor bones?
I thought 't was six kids,
But it's naught but big stones."

He then reached the well and stood over the water; the heavy stones inside his stomach made him fall in; there was no one to help him. Heavy stones inside his stomach made him drown.

When the kids saw that, they came running to the spot and shouted, “The wolf is dead! The wolf is dead!” and danced around there in joy.

Moral of the story - Always be fair and wish good things for others. If you think evil of others, those evil things will happen to you, just like the wolf in this story.