Hey pal! Like and Subscribe! Hey Kid! As you're about to see… That's not right.
This book makes me nervous! Today's book is evoking strong feelings. This is BLASPHEMY!
One-million-hundred-percent WRONG! It’s not even a real book! Like I said, strong feelings. Storyteller!
Ferra Fox! Fernando Fox and I are from the woods.
And as professional Woodland creatures… uh-huh?
We're here to unequivocally state… No no no no no no no no! Okay okay okay. I know we've all
heard of the Big Bad Wolf Big ugly teeth, blows down
pig houses, eats grandmas Ay Dios Mio!!!! Yes yes yes yes. But BUT - what
if there really was a Little Good Wolf? Imagine how misunderstood and totally
weird this poor wolf would feel? It's a trap! But I have to take the chance and see,
because it's the Storyteller Creed. Well if you're gonna do it, at least you
have your lightning fingers to protect you. Oh these?
Yeah. Oh these don't actually shoot lightning. Have you tried? Uh, no. Well, go for it.
Okay… um… LIGHTNING! GASP! You'll be fine. I — okay. I don't want to accidentally char
anything. But at least I do have protection. ZAP! Little Good Wolf. I have nothing to
worry about. I mean the title says GOOD And right away, there's Little Good
Wolf, and he's actually an artist! He's drawn a family portrait, and some
squirrels, and a and a rabbit and a pig She's falling for it!
She’s too trusting! And… oh okay. So right away, we can tell that
we are inside the house of the wolves and Oh you can tell that that's mother wolf because, well, first of all the house coat. And then
also The Stance indicates that she's upset because apparently Little Good Wolf was watering
the plant that they worked so hard... to kill. Once Upon a Time, deep in the big bad forest, there lived a family of wolves.
But they were not happy. “Oh, our son is hopeless!”, groaned Papa Wolf.
“And we've tried everything!”, moaned Mama Wolf. “Timeout, extra chores, no dessert, nothing works!" Look at them. They’re gnashing
their teeth and holding their heads like this because they just can't stand it! Meanwhile, Little Good Wolf is just hanging out
holding the balloon that we saw on the cover and hanging out with the other
Woodland creatures. You know, the little pig and and the
rabbit from the art drawing and the squirrel, also from the art drawing,
and the Sheep. You're probably next for a pose. He takes baths… Splash! He plays with Piggies. He cleans his room…
so organized. He brushes his teeth. He even reads KidTime StoryTimes by himself!!!!! AHHHH HOW CUTE! She's a goner!
We've totally lost her! I mean...! Little Wolf is reading! He's
totally good! Nothing to worry about. I don't need to use my ZAP! “that" at all “Impossible!” cried Papa Wolf, “We are
big bad wolves, and you are good!?” Wait. Look at that. The crossed arms like… oh he looks so upset. A Little GOOD Wolf? You will
never fill my big bad shoes! But Papa, you don't wear shoes,
replied Little Good Wolf. I mean, you'll never be
like me!, yelled Papa Wolf. I’m sorry, said Little Good Wolf. Big bad wolves don't say I'm sorry!
I'm sorry I said I'm sorry. ARRRGGHHHH!!!! There's no choice! Mama
Wolf's sighed, like this… SIGH We must send him to…. Where?!? Bad School. Bad School?! Bad School! No!
Yes! I didn’t even know there was a Bad School! Bye, Mama and Papa. And you know how you know it's bad?!
They put the C the wrong way! That's definitely bad. So off went Little Good Wolf on the big
bad bus to the rottenest, nastiest, most horrible School the world has
ever known: The Big Bad School LIGHTING STRIKES! Now the lightning's just happening by itself! So you must be the new student, snorted
Prince A. Bull. You're late! Giant is waiting. Lesson number one: Basic Badness. Teacher: Giant Okay, here we go. Also big Bad School
bus looks like a complete safety hazard. Whoa! The Giant is so Giant he takes up two pages!
And as if - as if he wasn't green and growly-looking enough - he has a bat! WhY does he have a bat?! Fee Fie Foe Foo!
I smell you, a good wolf, ew! Oh hello, Mr. Giant, said Little Good
Wolf: Wow, what nice big feet you have! All the better to stomp you with, he roared! Wow! What a nice big Club you have, Mr. Giant.
All the better to whomp you with! This is going well. Wait, I have an idea! Little
Good Wolf grabbed the ball, tossed it in the air. Whomp this
instead of me! And Giant swung. Whoa! Little Good Wolf clapped!!! What a hit! You could play baseball for the Giants! Wouldn't that be fun?! STOP!, cried Prince A. Bull. No fun
allowed in Bad School! Next lesson! But before we move on... I think someone turned that frown upside down. oh such is the power of Little Good Wolf. Lesson Number Two! Bad Attitude.
Which I like to call Baditude! Teacher: Wicked Stepmother.
Teaching Assistants: Wicked Stepsisters. Pay attention, Wolf, snapped
Wicked Stepmother. To be truly bad, you must be rude, selfish, and a slob. Make messes, then demand others
clean up. Never make your bed. Never pick up your clothes. Never put up your toys. Give me that dress, interrupted
one Wicked Stepsister. It's my dress, you lost yours, said the other! Where’s my doll?!
I can't find anything in this mess! It's your fault! It’s your fault!
It's your fault! It’s your fault! Oh! OH! Wait, I have an idea. Little Good Wolf sprang
into action. Hang up dresses, fold the shirts, toys on shelves, puzzles here, dolls there. Now you’ll know exactly where everything is
and what belongs to whom. Doesn't your room look tidy? Really nice job, UH-OH. Look at that face. STOP, yelled Prince A. Bull. Where did he come from?! Doesn't he have some
other classroom to attend to?! No tidiness allowed at Bad School! Next Lesson! However, I will point out that while the stepmother still looks quite cross, I think he
turned those stepsisters frowns also upside down. Meanwhile poor Little Good
Wolf is all like [wah-wahhhh] Lesson Number Three: Bad Manners.
The teacher is a Troll. But hey, on the positive side, it's Pizza Day! GOBBLE GOBBLE SLURP SLUP SLURP!
Eat it so fast you can BURRRRRP Troll said, before shoving a whole
slice of pizza into his mouth. Um excuse me, Mr. Troll, does your pizza
taste good?, asked Little Good Wolf I don't know, Troll answered.
Wait, I have an idea. Take a small bite and chew it slowly, said Little Good Wolf. Taste the creamy
cheese? The spicy sauce? The crunchy crust? You'll have more food in your tummy and less
on your face, which is much more polite. Also, much more filling if more of it
lands on the inside. That's just science. STOP, screamed Prince A. Bull, who once
again is apparently just hanging out outside the door every time Little
Good Wolf walks into a classroom. He’s totally watching him. No politeness
allowed in Bad School! Next lesson! But not before he turned
Troll’s frown upside down, too. Look at him savoring the pizza, quite
possibly for the first time ever. This might have been right
here a life-changing moment. Lesson Number Four: Bad Behavior. Teacher: Dragon. Okay okay… we got a fire-breather in the house! Huffing and puffing are essential
skills, especially for Big Bad Wolves, instructed Dragon. Blowing down houses is a must. Fire-breathing is for fun, see? WHOOSH!!!!! woooo that's hot! You really do fire things up!, cried Little
Good Wolf. Wait, I have an idea! Just think, one whoosh and you could light a cake full of
birthday candles. You'd be the life of the party! And I don't know where out - of what location did - where did this
cake come from? And the party hat? Did Little Good Wolf just
have that in the backpack? Magic? But there he is practicing
his new skills on a birthday cake and uh-oh… STOP!, bellowed Prince A. Bull,
who was - you know - like right there. No parties allowed a Bad School!
That's it! You're expelled! Expelled?!
Expelled! Oh… School's out for you!!! Oh. Oh no. This is… this is gonna be a problem. Because I don't think parents get happy when
you get expelled… even if it is from Bad School. When the Big Bad Bus came to take him home,
Little Good Wolf was nowhere to be found. The forest grew deeper and darker as he
walked, alone and afraid. He couldn't go home. But where could he go? This right here is a perfect
picture of being lost in the woods. Because when you're lost in
the woods - that’s an expression you just don't know what to do, where to go, what to say. You're completely lost as
to what to do next in your situation. AND he's literally lost in the woods.
So it's lost in the woods two ways Having a bad day? Old Hag appeared
suddenly from the darkness as Old Hags do How did you know?
Bad news travels fast. Can I help? It's hopeless, Little Good Wolf said, no one likes
me the way that I am. They want me to change. I see, but would you change if you could? Little Wolf sighed. DEEP SIGH I want Papa and Mama to love me. He just wants to be loved as he is! She's completely fallen for him. I don't think we have anything to worry about Old Hag held up a glossy Red Apple.
No! Not a glossy Red Apple! Yes! A Glossy Red Apple!
That always means bad news! That always means good,
delicious, face-altering news. I don't want any face-altering
or any kind of altering. I mean although it does look kind of delicious. One bite and good turns to bad. One bite and Little Good Wolf becomes
Little Bad Wolf, the apple of his papa's eye. BUT, she warned, BUT - you must be careful.
This apple also works the other way. One bite and bad becomes good. Little Wolf didn't know what to do. Come, my pretty… Okay nothing good has EVER ever happened in the history of EVER after someone has said “Come, my pretty” Come my pretty. Take the apple.
Little Good Wolf held the apple to his mouth. Old Hag leaned closer and said
"One Big Bad Bite”. Suddenly afraid, Little Good Wolf quickly
turned and ran into the forest. Off he goes! Go go, little guy, go! Come back! Come back! Eat the apple! Don’t eat the apple! With every step, Little Good Wolf thought
of how much he missed his mama and papa. What he didn't know was that
his mama and papa missed him, too. In fact, their big bad hearts were broken. HOWL!!!!!! Papa Wolf called into the darkness HOWL!!!!!! Little Good Wolf howled back, following the sound SINGS: Reunited and it feels so good! Until he could see the lights of their house
though the trees. Mama! Papa! I'm home! He ran to them! And they're like oh my goodness, son! Son! And they're running.
And the Apple has been dropped. And and there they cried and they
hugged and they jumped for joy. And look at that. They're bouncing him around,
and they're just so happy to see him. We missed you, Little Good Wolf,
said Papa Wolf and Mama Wolf. We missed you so much that we
actually did some GOOD things. GASP! You did? Yes, answered Mama Wolf: I caught
a piggy and didn't eat him. I kissed him! Wow, if that's not progress, I don't know what is. And I combed my teeth, added Papa Wolf.
Not understanding that at all Big hug, big hug, he's got his
balloon back, look at the loving faces And...? Oh, you don't comb your
teeth, Papa, you BRUSH them! Oh! He got it wrong because he never
does it. He’s new at being good. Okay! Everyone laughed. We love you son, said Papa. That’s exactly what he wanted:
To be loved for who he is. Papa Wolf and Mama Wolf
said: just the way you are. Little Good Wolf smiled. I love you, too. Deep in the Big Bad Forest, there
lived a family of wolves. Different, interesting wolves. And they
all lived happily ever after. Or DID they? WHAT?!?!? Eat the apple!
Don't eat the apple! Eat the apple! I don't know if there’s going to be a sequel?! Is there going to be a Big Bad Bunny?
Or big bad pig? Or a big bad lamb? Eat the apple!
Don't eat the apple! So as you can see, I think that
the moral of the story here is… Eat the apple!
It's not eat the apple! It is to stay true to your inner goodness.
Eat the Apple! No matter what anybody says. Don't eat the apple!
Eat the apple! And that way, with one small, rebellious act towards goodness… EAT THE APPLE! Don't eat the apple. You will change the world Eat the apple!
Don't make me use my lightning fingers! I dare you!!! LIGHTNING! Oh. You actually did.
