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Había una vez una vieja cabra que tenía siete cabritos. Los quería mucho y como no quería que les pasase nada malo, siempre insistía cuando se iba a por comida que tuvieran mucho cuidado y no abrieran la puerta a nadie. - Niños, no confíen en nadie. El lobo es muy astuto y es capaz de disfrazarse para engañarlos.

El pastor sabio por Jacob y Wilhelm Grimm. Traducción por Jorge R. Rodríguez Rudin para cuentosdegrimm.com Había una vez un pastor cuya fama se había extendido a lo largo y ancho debido a las sabias respuestas que siempre tenía para todas las preguntas. El rey del país oyó acerca de su sabiduría, pero no lo creía, y mandó a que le llevaran al muchacho.

Este cuento se llama El león y el ratón, basado en una fábula tradicional de Esopo, adaptada por Ryan Aoto y narrada por Daniel Fernando. Esta es una grabación de LibraryCall. En los pastizales de África, vivía un león. Era más grande y más rápido que los otros leones. De manera física, era el mejor león. Desafortunadamente, de manera social, era absolutamente el peor León. “¿A eso le llaman correr?”, le decía a los demás. “Soy muchísimo más rápido que ustedes. Estoy sorprendido que pueden atrapar comida.” Los leones viven en familias grandes que se llaman manadas.

Este cuento se llama Caperucita Roja, escrito por Charles Perrault, traducido por Madeline Walton-Hadlock y leído por Lorena Romero. Esta es una grabación y traducción de LibraryCall. Érase una vez una niña dulce que amaba mucho a su madre y a su abuela. Les ayudaba tanto como podía, y por ser una niña tan buena, su abuela le regaló una capa roja para su cumpleaños. Pronto, toda la gente comenzó a llamarla Caperucita Roja, ya que amaba tanto a su capa que se la ponía a dondequiera que iba. Un día, la abuela de Caperucita Roja, quien vivía en el bosque, se enfermó.

Este cuento se llama Los tres osos, escrito por Leslie Brooke, y narrado por Daniel Fernando. Esta es una adaptación y grabación de LibraryCall. Érase una vez tres osos que vivían juntos en una casa en medio del bosque. Uno de ellos era un oso chiquito, otro era un oso mediano y el otro era un oso grandote.

A Wolf had been feasting too greedily, and a bone had stuck crosswise in his throat. He could get it neither up nor down, and of course he could not eat a thing. Naturally that was an awful state of affairs for a greedy Wolf. So away he hurried to the Crane. He was sure that she, with her long neck and bill, would easily be able to reach the bone and pull it out. "I will reward you very handsomely," said the Wolf, "if you pull that bone out for me." The Crane, as you can imagine, was very uneasy about putting her head in a Wolf's throat.

A Fox one day spied a beautiful bunch of ripe grapes hanging from a vine trained along the branches of a tree. The grapes seemed ready to burst with juice, and the Fox's mouth watered as he gazed longingly at them. The bunch hung from a high branch, and the Fox had to jump for it. The first time he jumped he missed it by a long way. So he walked off a short distance and took a running leap at it, only to fall short once more. Again and again he tried, but in vain. Now he sat down and looked at the grapes in disgust. "What a fool I am," he said.

There were once a man and a woman who had long in vain wished for a child. At length the woman hoped that God was about to grant her desire. These people had a little window at the back of their house from which a splendid garden could be seen, which was full of the most beautiful flowers and herbs. It was, however, surrounded by a high wall, and no one dared to go into it because it belonged to an enchantress, who had great power and was dreaded by all the world.

This story is called The Owl and the Pussy-cat by Edward Lear, adapted and recorded by LibraryCall. The Owl and the Pussy-cat went to sea In a beautiful pea green boat, They took some honey, and plenty of money, Wrapped up in a five pound note. The Owl looked up to the stars above, And sang to a small guitar, O lovely Pussy! O Pussy my love, What a beautiful Pussy you are, You are, You are! What a beautiful Pussy you are! Pussy said to the Owl, "You elegant bird! How charmingly sweet you sing! O let us be married!

Every afternoon, as they were coming from school, the children used to go and play in the Giant’s garden. It was a large lovely garden, with soft green grass. Here and there over the grass stood beautiful flowers like stars, and there were twelve peach-trees that in the spring-time broke out into delicate blossoms of pink and pearl, and in the autumn bore rich fruit. The birds sat on the trees and sang so sweetly that the children used to stop their games in order to listen to them. “How happy we are here!” they cried to each other. One day the Giant came back.