A long time ago, there lived a Wolf

A long time ago, there lived a Wolf and a Crane. The wolf was so big that the crane was very afraid of him. She also hated the wolf very much because the wolf had killed her family.

One day, the wolf was eating his dinner. He was very greedy as usual. Suddenly a bone got stuck in his throat. He tried and tried to get it out, but he could not.

"What a nasty bone!" he complained.

The bone gave him a lot of pain. He was about to cry when he suddenly thought of the crane.

"Ah," he said to himself, "let me go to the crane. She has a long bill. I hope she can help me to get this bone out of my throat."

So he instantly went and looked for the crane. He soon found her near a pond, and greeted her in a soft and melodies sound, "Good morning, Miss Crane."

The crane wanted to fly away because she was very much afraid of the wolf. But the wolf quickly added, "Please, Miss Crane, don't fly away. I need your help. I'm in great trouble."

"Well, well, well!" said the crane, keeping herself at a distance. "Just imagine! A wolf needs a crane's help! Do you think I believe that? How many of my family have you killed already, can you remember?"

"Oh please, Miss Crane, let be bygones. Now I need your help badly." said the wolf and stepped forward.

"Stay where you are, Mr. Wolf," cried out the crane anxiously, stepping backwards, and added, " I don't want to die yet, you hear me?"

"Take it easy, Miss Crane." said the wolf. "I'm not going to do you any harm, believe me. On the contrary, I will give you a kind reward if you can help me."

"Me? Help you?" asked the crane suspiciously. "Oh no, you can't fool me, Mr. Wolf. You're hungry, and you want to eat me up."

"Miss Crane, don't you see i'm cooking? I've got a bone stuck in my throat. If i ca't get it out I shall soon die," replied the wolf as he laid down.

"Oh, I'm sorry to hear that. But what can i do? I'm not a doctor."

"I know you're not doctor, but you have a long bill. You can put it in my mouth and so get the bone out."

"Putting my bill in your mouth? Oh, but that's very dangerous, Mr. Wolf. I'm sorry, Mr. Wolf, I simply can't do that."

"I'm dying, I'm dying. Please help me, Miss Crane. You're the only one who can help me," said the wolf. "Now put your bill in my mouth and pull the bone out, please. Remember, I will give you a good reward."

"All right, then. I'll try. Open your mouth wide."

The crane the put her bill in the mouth of the wolf and drew out the bone.

"There you are! I've pulled it out," said the crane. "Are you feeling better now?"

The wolf, feeling his throat was normal again, was verry happy. He laughed and laughed heartily. Then all of a sudden he stopped laughing and snapped. "Now what are you looking at! Get out of my way!"

"But what about my reward? Surely I must get the reward you promised me," said the crane.

"Your reward?" exclame the wolf. "Good gracious! I might have easily bitten your head off when it was in my mouth. I gave you your life. You should be thankful to me. What ore do you want? Isn't that reward enough for you? Now be off before I jump on you and make a meal of you!