A little red hen lived on a farm with a cat, a dog and a duck.
One day, she found a few grains of wheat.

“Who will sow the wheat?” she said.
“Not I,” said the duck.
“Not I,” said the cat.
“Not I,” said the dog.

“Very well then,” said the Little Red Hen,
“I will.” So she sowed the wheat.

After some time, the wheat with ears full of grain. grew tall
“Who will cut the wheat?” asked the Little Red Hen.
“Not I,” said the duck.
“Not I,” said the cat.
“Not I,” said the dog.

“Very well then,” said the Little Red Hen,
“I will.” So she cut the wheat.

“Now,” she said, “who will thresh the wheat?”
“Not I,” said the duck.
“Not I.” said the cat.
“Not I,” said the dog.

“Very well then,” said the Little Red Hen,
“I will.” So she threshed the wheat.

When the wheat was threshed, she said,
“Who will grind the wheat?”
“Not I,” said the duck.
“Not I,” said the cat.
“Not I,” said the dog.

“Very well then,” said the Little Red Hen,
“I will.” So she ground the wheat.

When the wheat was ground into flour, she said,
“Who will buke the bread ?”
“Not I,” said the duck.
“Not I,” said the cat.
“Not I,” said the dog.

“Very well then,” said the Little Red Hen,
“I will.” And she baked a lovely loaf of bread.

Then she said, “Who will eat the bread ?”
“Oh! I will,” said the duck.
“Oh! I will,” said the cat.
“Oh ! I will,” said the dog.

“Oh, no, you won’t!” said the Little Red Hen. “I will.”

And she called her chicks and they all ate up the lovely loaf of bread.