the story of goldilock and the three bears
There once lived a little girl who
was called Goldilocks because her hair shone like gold. She was very fond of
wild flowers and often went into the woods to pick them. One day she walked and walked, and
was soon a longer way from home than she had ever been before. In fact, she was
lost. But she hurried on, hoping to meet someone who might be able to tell her
how she could get home.
On and on she wandered and finally
in a particularly lonely spot she happened onto a neat little house. It was
really the house in which lived the three bears — the Papa Bear, the Mama Bear,
and the little Baby Bear — but of course Goldilocks didn’t know that.
The little girl went up to the door
and knocked. There was no answer. She knocked again. Still no answer. And so
she opened the door and went in. She was very tired and hungry.
Goldilocks looked around, and saw a
little table set with a nice white cloth, and on the table were three bowls — a
big blue bowl, a middle-sized bowl, and a little yellow bowl. These three bowls
belonged to the Papa Bear, the Mama Bear, and the Baby Bear.
Goldilocks lifted up the covers to
look into the bowls. Each was full of delicious-smelling porridge which the
three bears had left there to cool while they went for their early morning walk
in the woods. Later they would return for a hearty breakfast.
Goldilocks picked up the spoon which
was in the big blue bowl and tasted the porridge belonging to the Papa Bear. It
was very hot, much too hot for the little girl to eat.
The little girl then turned to the
red bowl and tasted the porridge that belonged to the Mama Bear. It was much
too cold.
But there was still another bowl,
and Goldilocks dipped her spoon into the porridge in the little yellow bowl,
the one that belonged to the Baby Bear. How good that porridge smelled!
Goldilocks tasted it. Um-m-m-m! It
was just right, and so she ate and ate and ate until there was not a bit of
porridge left in the Baby Bear’s little bowl.
After having eaten, Goldilocks
wandered into the living room to sit down. There along the wall stood three
chairs — a big chair, a middle-sized chair, and a little chair.
She tried the big chair, which
belonged to the Papa Bear, but it was too high, much too high for such a little
girl.
Then she tried the middle-sized
chair, which belonged to the Mama Bear, but it was too wide, much too wide for
Goldilocks.
There was still a third chair, the
one that belonged to Baby Bear. It was a cozy little chair with a green leather
seat, and it looked like a very good chair for a tired little girl to rest in.
And so Goldilocks sat down in the
Baby Bear’s chair. It was just right, and she sat so hard that she broke it.
The little girl got quite a surprise when she tumbled to the floor, but she
immediately picked herself up and decided she would go upstairs and look
around. She was quite sleepy by now, and maybe she could find a nice bed upon
which to lie down.
Then Goldilocks climbed the stairs
to the bedroom, and there found three beds — one for the Papa Bear, one for the
Mama Bear, and one for the Baby Bear. They were all fresh and clean.
Goldilocks lay down on Papa Bear’s
great big bed, but it was too hard.
Then she tried Mama Bear’s
middle-sized bed, but it was much too soft.
There was still a third bed — Baby
Bear’s bed — with a pink and white spread on it. Goldilocks tried the littlest
bed, and it was just right, and so she curled up and was soon fast asleep.
Now while Goldilocks was sleeping,
the bears came home from their walk.
They were very hungry and went at
once to the kitchen to eat their porridge.
The Papa Bear had picked up his
spoon and was about to begin eating when he suddenly growled in his big-bear
voice, “Somebody has been tasting my porridge!”
When the Mama Bear saw her bowl, she
said in her middle-sized bear voice, “And somebody has been tasting my
porridge, too!”
Baby Bear saw his empty bowl, and
began to cry. “Somebody has been tasting my porridge, and has eaten it every
bit!” he wailed.
Then the three bears went into the
living room to sit down and rest.
Papa Bear noticed that his chair had
been pulled out of its usual position.
“Somebody has been sitting in my
chair!” he grumbled in his gruff voice.
“And somebody has been sitting in my
chair!” said Mama Bear.
Baby Bear began crying harder than
before. “Somebody has been sitting in my chair and has broken it all to
pieces!” he sobbed.
Baby Bear had no chair to sit on,
and so the three bears decided they would go upstairs to rest. They would take
a short nap.
As they entered the bedroom Papa
Bear glanced at the big bed. “Somebody has been tumbling in my bed!” he
growled.
“And somebody has been tumbling in
my bed!” said Mama Bear in her turn, walking over to the middle-sized bed and
carefully smoothing the spread, which was quite rumpled.
All this time Baby Bear had been
staring hard at his own little bed. Finally he found his voice and piped up,
“Somebody has been tumbling in my bed, and here she is!”
At the sound of the Baby Bear’s
voice the little girl awoke with a start. She sat up and glanced about her.
Then she sprang out of bed, and dashed down the stairs and out of the house as
fast as her legs would carry her.
And Goldilocks never, never went
near the house of the three bears again.
