Mr. Turtle lived in Marysville Forest in a log home. He lived by himself and he was taking cooking lessons from his friend, Mrs. Wolf.
They were both in Mr. Turtle’s kitchen making pasta and Mrs. Wolf was giving Mr. Turtle his next cooking instruction.
“Now, Mr. Turtle, we need to drain the water from the pasta. Then we can put the spaghetti sauce on it and we’ll be ready to eat our spaghetti!” exclaimed Mrs. Wolf happily as they began to drain the pasta.
While Mrs. Wolf and Mr. Turtle were eating their spaghetti dinner, Mr. Turtle had an idea.
“Hey, Mrs. Wolf,” he cried. “I have a great idea. I think I will have a dinner party. I love pasta and I would love to cook it for my friends and show them all what I have learned.”
“Why, that’s a great idea, Mr. Turtle, but what will you make?”
“I would like to make Tortellini!” said Mr. Turtle. “Will you teach me to make it?”
“Why of course I will teach you, Mr. Turtle,” replied Mrs. Wolf, “but under one condition.”
“What’s that, Mrs. Wolf?” he asked.
“You will have to invite me to your dinner party,” said Mrs. Wolf as they both laughed.
“Why, of course I will invite you to my dinner party, Mrs. Wolf!” exclaimed Mr. Turtle.
A few days later, Mr. Turtle and Mrs. Wolf were at the market to get the ingredients that they needed to make Tortellini for Mr. Turtle’s dinner party.
After they got what they needed, they went back to Mr. Turtle’s house and began cooking.
“Now, Mr. Turtle,” Mrs. Wolf instructed as she poured salt into the water and waited for it to boil, “when the water boils you will need to pour the tortellini from its package into the boiling water. Then stir it around and set the timer for thirteen minutes.”
“Okay, Mrs. Wolf,” replied Mr. Turtle.
Soon the tortellini was done and Mr. Turtle was ready for his next cooking task.
“The garlic bread is done, Mr. Turtle,” Mrs. Wolf said as she handed Mr. Turtle an oven mitt. “Now what do we do?”
“We take it out of the oven and make sure we turn off the oven,” replied Mr. Turtle.
“That’s right. It’s always good to turn off the oven when your food is done so you don’t forget. I will let you take the garlic bread out and then we will set the table.
Half an hour later the food was done, the table was set and all of Mr. Turtle’s friends were gathered around his delicious feast. Mr. Turtle stood up at the head of the table and raised his glass.
“I want to thank everyone for coming tonight,” said Mr. Turtle to his guests. “I also want to thank the woman whose help brought us this dinner tonight. To my friend and cooking instructor, Mrs. Wolf. Thank you for all your help and wisdom!”
“To Mrs. Wolf!” everyone said as they raised their glasses and looked at Mrs. Wolf, whose cheeks had turned bright red with happiness.
“Now,” said Mr. Turtle to his guests. “Let’s eat! Everyone dig in!”

The End…