The story
Autumn had arrived, and everyone at the farm was getting ready for the big harvest festival. Mother Hen put on her favourite apron and picked the reddest apples from the tree. She stirred, kneaded and baked, while a sweet smell spread all over the farmyard. When she opened the oven, three curious chicks ran straight to the front of the henhouse. "Cheep cheep! Can we taste it?" they asked with wide-open eyes. Mother Hen smiled: "This pie is for the festival, to share with all our friends on the farm. But you can help me carry it!" The chicks hopped about happily. That evening, under the golden leaves, the apple pie was the tastiest treat at the festival.
