The Ear of Wheat Fairy Tale

Once upon a time there were two little mice, Scamper and Squeak, and a hard-working rooster. The mice played, sang and danced all day long, while the rooster got up before everyone else and started work.

One day the rooster found an ear of wheat in the yard. "Scamper, Squeak, look what I found!" The mice ran up. "It needs threshing." "Who will thresh it?" "Not me!" "Not me!" And they ran off to play. "Very well, I'll do it myself," said the rooster.

The rooster threshed the wheat. "Now the grain must go to the mill to be ground into flour. Who will carry it?" "Not me!" "Not me!" So the rooster carried the sack to the mill on his own back.

He brought back the flour. "Now we must mix the dough and bake some pies. Who will mix the dough?" "Not me!" "Not me!" So the rooster mixed the dough himself, lit the stove himself and baked the pies himself.

The smell of the pies filled the whole house. The mice came running and sat down at the table. The rooster stopped them. "Wait! Who found the wheat?" "You did." "Who threshed it?" "You did." "Who carried it to the mill?" "You did." "Who mixed the dough and baked the pies?" "You did..." whispered the mice.

"And what did you do?" The mice could say nothing. They only hung their heads in shame. From then on, they helped the rooster with every job.