Grandmother Wolf lived at the edge of the village, in a little cottage surrounded by lots of interesting plants. The children loved to visit her to listen to her stories, help out in her garden and follow her on her little adventures.
One day, at the end of July, The children walked up the path of Grandmother’s cottage and met her coming the other way.
“Come on!” she said “The men are cutting the corn on the big field, they’ve got a new harvester” and off she hurried up the path and round the corner. The children scurried in her wake.
When they all got to the big field they did not see what they expected. There was no chugging beast sucking up the corn and spitting out nice round bales of straw. No, there were all the men of the village standing around scratching their heads and occasionally kicking the wheel of the harvester.