STORY

Class: Prep

The Story of Goldilocks and the Three Bears

Once upon a time, there was a little girl named Goldilocks. She went for a walk in the forest. Pretty
soon, she came upon a house. She knocked and, when no one answered, she walked right in.
At the table in the kitchen, there were three bowls of porridge. Goldilocks was hungry. She tasted the
porridge from the first bowl."This porridge is too hot!" she exclaimed. So, she tasted the porridge from
the second bowl. "This porridge is too cold," she said. So, she tasted the last bowl of porridge."Ahhh, this
porridge is just right," she said happily and she ate it all up. After she'd eaten the three bears' breakfasts
she was feeling a little tired. So, she walked into the living room where she saw three chairs. Goldilocks
sat in the first chair to rest her feet. "This chair is too big!" she exclaimed. So she sat in the second
chair."This chair is too big, too!" She whined. So she tried the last and smallest chair."Ahhh, this chair is
just right," she sighed. But just as she settled down into the chair to rest, it broke into pieces! Goldilocks
was very tired by this time, so she went upstairs to the bedroom. She lay down in the first bed, but it was
too hard. Then she lay in the second bed, but it was too soft. Then she lay down in the third bed and it
was just right. Goldilocks fell asleep. As she was sleeping, the three bears came home."Someone's been
eating my porridge," growled the Papa bear."Someone's been eating my porridge," said the Mama
bear."Someone's been eating my porridge and they ate it all up!" cried the Baby bear."Someone's been
sitting in my chair," growled the Papa bear."Someone's been sitting in my chair," said the Mama
bear."Someone's been sitting in my chair and they've broken it all to pieces," cried the Baby bear.
They decided to look around some more and when they got upstairs to the bedroom, Papa bear growled,
"Someone's been sleeping in my bed,""Someone's been sleeping in my bed, too" said the Mama bear
Someones been sleeping in my bed and she's still there!" exclaimed Baby bear. Just then, Goldilocks
woke up and saw the three bears. She screamed, "Help!" And she jumped up and ran out of the room.
Goldilocks ran down the stairs, opened the door, and ran away into the forest. And she never returned to
the home of the three bears.
The monkey and the crocodile
Once upon a time a monkey lived in a tree by a river. The monkey was alone as he had no friends or
family, but he was happy and content. The tree gave him plenty of sweet jamun fruit* to eat, shade from
the sun and shelter from the rain.One day a crocodile who was swimming up the river climbed on to the
bank to rest under the monkey's tree. 'Hello', called the monkey, who was a very friendly animal. 'Hello',
replied the crocodile, surprised. 'Do you know where I can get some food?' he asked. 'I haven't had
anything to eat all day and I am really hungry.' Now you might think that the crocodile would want to eat
the monkey, but this was a very kind and gentle crocodile and the thought never entered his head.The
monkey who was very kind said, 'I have lots of fruit in my tree. Would you like to try some?' He threw
some down to the crocodile. The crocodile was so hungry that he ate up all the jamuns even though
crocodiles don't usually eat fruit. He loved the sweet tangy fruit and when he had eaten all he wanted, the
monkey said. 'Come back whenever you want more fruit'.Soon the crocodile was visiting the monkey
every day. The two animals became good friends - they would talk and tell each other stories, and eat lots
of sweet jamuns together.One day the crocodile told the monkey about his wife and family. The monkey
said. 'Please take some fruit for your wife as well when you go back today.The crocodile's wife loved the
jamuns. She had never eaten anything so sweet before. But she was not as kind and gentle as her husband
and she said 'Imagine how sweet the monkey would taste as he eats these jamuns every day.But the kind
crocodile tried to explain to his wife that he could not possibly eat the monkey. 'He is my best friend', he
said. But his greedy wife would not listen and to get her husband to do what she wanted she pretended to
be ill. 'I am dying and only a sweet monkey's heart can cure me', she cried to her husband. 'If you love me
you will get your friend the monkey and let me eat his heart.'The poor crocodile did not know what to do

- he did not want to eat his friend, but he could not let his wife die. At last he decided what he must do
and the next time that he visited the monkey he asked him to come to meet his wife as she wanted to
thank him in person for the lovely jamun fruit.The monkey was very pleased, but said he could not
possibly go because he did not know how to swim. 'Don't worry about that', said the crocodile. 'I'll carry
you on my back.' The monkey agreed and jumped onto the crocodile's back.So the two friends swam out
into the deep wide river. When they were far away from the bank and the jamun tree, the crocodile said, 'I
am so sorry but my wife is very ill and says that the only cure is a monkey's heart. So I am afraid that I
have to kill you although I will miss our talks.' The monkey thought quickly and said 'Dear friend, I am
very sorry to hear of your wife's illness and I am glad that I will be able to help her. But I have left my
heart behind on the jamun tree. Do you think we could go back so that I can fetch it for your wife?'The
crocodile believed the monkey. He turned and swam quickly to the jamun tree. The monkey jumped off
his back and climbed into the safety of his tree. I thought you were my friend,' he called. 'Don't you
know that we carry our hearts within us? I will never trust you again or give you fruit from my tree. Go
away and don't come back again.The crocodile felt really foolish - he had lost a friend and a supply of
good sweet fruit. The monkey had saved himself because he had thought quickly. But from that day on,
he never trusted crocodiles again.
* jamun fruit look a bit like large grapes or small plums - when ripe, they are small and black with pink
flesh which is sweet but with a slightly sour aftertaste. Jamuns makes your tongue go purple when you
eat them.
LITTLE RED RIDING HOOD
Once upon a time in a village in the country a little girl was sent by her mother to take cakes and breads
to her grandmother who was sick in bed. The little girl pulled on her red hooded cape, picked up her
basket and waved goodbye to her mother who reminded her, to go straight to grandmothers house and
make sure not to talk to any strangers along the way. Little red riding hood set off with her basket of
breads and cakes skipping through the woods. Along the way she stopped to pick some beautiful flowers
for her grandmother, as she was picking flowers a wolf approached her asking who she was picking
flowers for. Little red told the wolf they were for her grandmother and quickly said she need to be on her
way to her grandmothers house. Little Red Riding Hood started back down the path. The wolf ran
quickly to grandmothers house putting on grandmothers nightgown and her bonnet before hiding in her
bed. When Little Red Riding Hood arrived at grandmothers house she opened the door and walked over
to grandmothers bed. Looking at her grandmother in bed Little Red commented, What big eyes you
have. The better to see you with. What big arms you have. The better to hug you with. What big
ears you have. the better to hear you with and What big teeth you have The better to EAT you
with! The wolf cried jumping out of bed revealing he wasnt grandmother. Little Red Riding Hood
screamed, a woodcutter working in the forest heard the screams and came running. He arrived just in time
to rescue Little Red from the Wolf then helped her to rescue Granny as well. As Little Red Riding Hood
and Grandmother hugged, they waved goodbye to the woodcutter sending him with the baskets of breads
and cakes to thank him for his help.