Early one morning, Barack opened the gate and walked out into the big green meadow.
On a branch of a big tree sat a little bird Barack's friend. "All is quiet" chirped the bird happily.
Just then a duck came waddling round. She was glad that Barack had not closed the gate and decided to take a nice swim in the deep pond in the meadow.
Seeing the duck, the little bird flew down upon on the grass, settled next to her and shrugged his shoulders. "What kind of bird are you if you can't fly?" said he. To this the duck replied "What kind of bird are you if you can't swim?" and dived into the pond.
They argued and argued, the duck swimming in the pond and the little bird hopping along the shore.
Suddenly, something caught Barack's attention. He noticed a cat crawling through the grass.
The cat thought; "That little bird is busy arguing, I'll just grab him. Stealthily, the cat crept towards him on her velvet paws.
"Look out!" shouted Barack and the bird immediately flew up into the tree, while the duck quacked angrily at the cat, from the middle of the pond.
The cat walked around the tree and thought, "Is it worth climbing up so high? By the time I get there the bird will have flown away."
Just then grandfather came out. He was upset because Barack had gone in the meadow. "It's a dangerous place. If a wolf should come out of the forest, then what would you do?"
But Barack paid no attention to his grandfather's words. Boys like him are not afraid of wolves.
But grandfather took Barack by the hand, led him home and locked the gate.
No sooner had Barack gone, than a big grey wolf came out of the forest.
In a twinkling the cat climbed up the tree. The duck quacked, and in her excitement jumped out of the pond. But no matter how hard the duck tried to run, she couldn't escape the wolf. He was getting nearer, nearer, catching up with her. Then he got her, and with one gulp, swallowed her.
And now, this is how things stood: the cat was sitting on one branch, the bird on another . . . not too close to the cat. And the wolf walked around and around the tree, looking at them with greedy eyes.
In the meantime, Barack, without the slightest fear, stood behind the closed gate watching all that was going on. He ran home, got a strong rope, and climbed up the high stone wall.
One of the branches of the tree, around which the wolf was walking, stretched out over the wall.
Grabbing hold of the branch, Barack lightly climbed over on to the tree. Barack said to the bird:
"Fly down and circle over the wolf's head. Only take care that he doesn't catch you."
The bird almost touched the wolf's head with his wings while the wolf snapped angrily at him, from this side and that.
How the bird worried the wolf! How he wanted to catch him! But the bird was clever, and the wolf simply couldn't do anything about it.
Meanwhile, Barack made a lasso and carefully letting it down, caught the wolf by the tail and pulled with all his might.
Feeling himself caught, the wolf began to jump wildly trying to get loose. But Barack tied the other end of rope to the tree, and the wolf's jumping only made the rope around his tail tighter.
Just then, the hunters came out of the woods, following the wolf's trail and shooting as they went.
But Barack, sitting in the tree, said: "Don't shoot! Birdie and I have already caught the wolf. Now help us take him to the zoo."
And now, imagine the triumphant procession: Barack at the head; after him the hunters leading the wolf; and winding up the procession, grandfather and the cat.
Grandfather shook his head discontentedly: "Well, and if Barack hadn't caught the wolf? What then?"
Above them flew Birdie chirping merrily. "My, what brave fellows we are, Barack and I! Look what we have caught!"
And if one would listen very carefully, he could hear the duck quacking inside the wolf; because the wolf in his hurry, had swallowed her alive.
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