By Nancy Whitaker

LITTLE RED HEN ARRESTED

We have all heard the story of The Little Red Hen. I always felt sorry for the red hen, because none of the other animals wanted to help her make her bread. In fact, this story used to make me cry whenever i heard it.

I would cry because the little red hen didn’t get any help and cry more because the little red hen when she did make the bread ate it all herself.

I always wondered if the Little Red Hen had creepy, lazy or no-good friends. Maybe her friends just didn’t like her or maybe they were jealous of her ambition. Perhaps she was a gossip and a busybody.