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READER 1: Early one morning a sweet little grandmother decided to
make an apple pie.
8/GRANDMA: "My grandchildren are coming to visit. I want to
serve a special treat!"
READER 2: So the sweet little grandmother prepared two pie crusts. Then she found her
apple basket on the back porch.
READER 3: The basket was filled to the brim with many different kinds
of apples.
READER 4: The sweet little grandmother picked out
READER 5: the big apples.
READER 4: She picked out
READER 6: the red apples.
READER 4: She picked out
READER 7: the juicy apples.
READER 8: Soon the sweet little grandmother had five perfect apples.
She had
READER 1: one Northern Spy apple,
READER 2: one Spartan apple,
READER 3: one McIntosh apple,
READER 4: one Red Delicious apple,
READER 5: and one Idared apple.
READER 6: The sweet little grandmother placed the apples upon her
kitchen cutting board
and sliced them into neat little slices. Then she placed the neat little slices into a pan lined
with pie crust.
READER 7: She mixed the slices with sugar.
READER 8: She sprinkled the slices with cinnamon.
READER 1: She dotted the slices with butter.
READER 2: The sweet little grandmother covered the neat little slices
with the other pie crust
and sealed the edges. Then she took her slicing knife and cut a large letter A into the tip top
of the pie.
READER 3: The letter A stood for APPLE!,
READER 1: one Northern Spy apple,
READER 2: one Spartan apple,
READER 3: one McIntosh apple,
READER 4: one Red Delicious apple,
READER 5: and one Idared apple.
READER 6: The sweet little grandmother sat down to wait for her oven to heat. Little did she
know that at that very moment the apple slices inside her pie were
planning a daring escape.
READER 7: They had no intention of being baked in a pie and served
to somebody's
grandchildren.
READER 8: The apple slices called a quick meeting.
READER 1: It was decided that the Northern Spy slices would get
the first chance to find a
way out of the pie.
READER 2: Then all the apples joined together and began to chant:
ALL: Northern Spy
Northern Spy
Escape, escape
From the pie!
READER 3: And it wasn't too long before a Northern Spy found that
letter A opening in the
tip top of the pie and cried,
READER 1: "Whee! We're free!"
READER 4: All of the Northern Spy slices followed close
behind.
READER 6: They jumped upon the cutting board.
They screamed and shouted, yelled and roared.
READER 7: But the sweet little grandmother would have none of it.
She eyed them sternly
and said,
8/GRANDMA: "One rotten apple spoils the bunch.
Get back into that pie, at once!"
READER 1: And since the Northern Spy slices weren't used to being
talked to in such a way,
they jumped back into the pie without thinking twice.
READER 2: Once inside the pie, another quick meeting was called.
It was decided that the
Spartan slices would be the next to try.
READER 3: They vowed to fight their way through the kitchen no matter what the sweet little
grandmother had to say.
READER 4: Then all the apples joined together and began to chant:
ALL: Spartan, Spartan
Now unite!
Spartan, Spartan
Fight! Fight! Fight!
READER 5: And it wasn't too long before the Spartans found that
letter A opening in the tip
top of the pie and cried,
READER 2: "Whee! We're free!"
READER 6: They jumped upon the cutting board.
They screamed and shouted, yelled and roared.
READER 7: Some fell upon the kitchen floor.
And bounded for the kitchen door.
READER 1: But the sweet little grandmother would have none
of it. She placed her hands
firmly upon her hips and said,
8/GRANDMA: "You are not the apples of my eye.
So jump right back into that pie!"
READER 2: And since the Spartan slices weren't used to being talked
to in such a way, they
jumped back into the pie without thinking twice.
READER 3: Inside the pie, a third hasty meeting was called.
All the apples were getting
mighty worried.
READER 4: The McIntosh slices decided to make a run for it.
They headed off toward the
top of the pie.
READER 5: Then all the apples joined together and began to chant:
ALL: Worried apples
McIntosh!
Run, run
By gosh, by gosh!
READER 6: And it wasn't too long before the McIntosh slices reached
that letter A opening
in the tip top of the pie and cried,
READER 3: "Whee! We're free!"
READER 6: They jumped upon the cutting board. They screamed
and shouted, yelled and
roared.
READER 7: Some jumped upon the kitchen floor.
And bounded for the kitchen door.
READER 1: Some sighed, "We've finally got our wish!"
Some fell into the doggie's dish.
READER 2: But the sweet little grandmother would have none of it.
She got down on her
hands and knees, scooped up the McIntosh slices and said,
8/GRANDMA: "Don't upset my apple cart!
Now back in the pan! Do your part!"
READER 3: And since the McIntosh slices weren't used to being talked
to in such a way,
they jumped back into the pie without thinking twice.
READER 4: Now the Red Delicious slices had been waiting much too
long inside that pie
and were starting to panic.
READER 5: Suddenly and without warning, one of the slices
charged wildly upward.
The remaining Red Delicious slices followed.
READER 6: Then all the apples joined together and began to chant:
ALL: Oval apples
So nutritious.
Charge! Charge!
Red Delicious.
READER 7: And it wasn't too long before those slices reached that
letter A opening in the tip
top of the pie and cried,
READER 4: "Whee! We're free!"
READER 6: They jumped upon the cutting board.
They screamed and shouted, yelled and roared.
READER 7: Some jumped upon the kitchen floor.
And bounded for the kitchen door.
READER 1: Some sighed, "We've finally got our wish!"
Some fell into the doggie's dish.
READER 2: Some stumbled out beyond the brink
And fell into the kitchen sink.
READER 3: But the sweet little grandmother would have none of it.
She stomped her foot
and said,
8/GRANDMA: "If you won't let me be the boss,
I'll turn you into apple sauce!"
READER 4: And since the Red Delicious slices weren't used to being
talked to in such a
way, they jumped back into the pie without thinking twice.
READER 5: All the slices regrouped inside the pie. One last
quick meeting was held.
READER 6: It was decided that the Idareds, who had been
patiently waiting their turn,
should lead one last escape attempt.
READER 7: Then all the apples joined together and began to
chant:
ALL: Idareds!
One last try.
Lead us, lead us
From this pie!
READER 8: Then all the slices began to scramble, helter skelter,
toward the top. And it
wasn't too long before they all found that letter A in the tip top of the
pie and cried,
READER 5: "Whee! We're free!"
READER 1: But this time the sweet little grandmother was overwhelmed.
There were just
too many slices and they were all over the place!
READER 6: They jumped upon the cutting board.
They screamed and shouted, yelled and roared.
READER 7: Some jumped upon the kitchen floor.
And bounded for the kitchen door.
READER 1: Some sighed, "We've finally got our wish!"
Some fell into the doggie's dish.
READER 2: Some stumbled out beyond the brink.
And fell into the kitchen sink.
READER 3: But when the chaos died and cleared,
Each apple slice had disappeared!
READER 6: The sweet little grandmother searched for those slices.
She looked high and
low, but there wasn't
READER 1: a Northern Spy
READER 2: a Spartan
READER 3: a McIntosh
READER 4: a Red Delicious
READER 5: or an Idared
READER 7: to be found anywhere. And when the sweet little grandmother's
grandchildren
finally came to call,
READER 8: Each found a fork
READER 1: And found a plate.
READER 2: Then each grandchild
READER 3: Sat down to take
READER 4: A fresh baked slice of simply great
READER 5: Ooey, gooey
ALL: CHOCOLATE CAKE!
THE END
