“You’re right, my dear,” she said in her soft, growly, middle-sized voice.
“It looks as though someone’s been messing with my porridge and whoever it is has left muddy footprints on my chair.” “Hello, what’s this?” growled Daddy Bear, in his great big voice. They’d been for a walk in the woods before breakfast and now they were hungry. They were three bears: Daddy Bear, Mummy Bear and Baby Bear. While she was sleeping, the owners of the cottage came back. This felt just right so she climbed into it, pulled the covers over herself and was soon fast asleep. She climbed into it but it was too soft, she felt as though she would disappear in it. She climbed up onto it but, oh, it was too hard. So she went up the twisty stairs to see if she could find somewhere to lie down.įirst of all, she found a great big bed. So, very quickly, she ate it all up.Īs she was finishing it, she began to hear a strange creaking sound and, just as she ate the last spoonful, the legs of the chair she was sitting on broke and she landed with a bump on the floor.Īfter all the porridge and the bump, she suddenly felt very sleepy. Picking up the smallest spoon, she tried the porridge. Goldilocks moved onto the next chair and the smallest bowl. “Yuck!” she said, for it was very very cold. Picking up a middle-sized spoon she tried the porridge. She moved onto the next chair and the next bowl. “Ouch!” she cried.“This porridge is too hot!” She picked up a big spoon and tried the porridge. Goldilocks scrambled onto the biggest chair because it had the biggest bowl of porridge by it. And by each bowl was a chair also big, middle-sized and tiny. The bowls were three different sizes: big, middle-sized and tiny. On the table she could see three bowls of porridge which smelled so delicious that it made her tummy rumble. “Hello?” she called, but no one answered. Gently, she pushed the door and, to her surprise, it opened. She knocked on the door but there was no reply. “Perhaps I could get something to eat there and have a rest,” she thought.
Across a clearing in the woods she suddenly saw a cottage. Singing to herself, she went further and further into the woods.Īfter a while, she began to feel hungry and a little tired. Goldilocks went skipping into the woods swinging a basket for the blackberries. Why don’t you go out for a walk? You can pick me some blackberries to make a pie for dinner tonight,” she grumbled. One morning, she woke up as the sun was streaming through her window thinking it was time for school, she leapt out of bed. Once upon a time, in a little house on the edge of the woods, a girl called Goldilocks lived with her parents.
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