Goldilocks and The Three Bears

Once upon a time, there were
three bears. One wfcs called
Mother bear, one was called
Father bear and the third was
called Baby bear. Father bear
was very big and strong and he
had a big, deep voice. Mother
bear was not quite so big as
Father and she had a middle-
sized voice, not too deep and
not too high, but Baby bear.



who was the smallest of them
all, had a very squeaky voice and
he was not very strong because
he was only two years old.

The three bears lived in a
lovely cottage deep in the heart
of a forest. They were a very
happy family and they always
had plenty to eat and plenty of
clothes to wear. In the kitchen
at the back of the cottage was
a table with three chairs round
it. The first chair was Father
bear's and it was very wide and
big. The second chair was for
Mother bear. It was not so
large and had very soft cushions.
The third chair was a small
wooden rocking chair. This was
for Baby bear.

Early one Sunday morning,
the three bears decided to go
for a walk in the forest, before
they ate their breakfast. How-
ever, before they started out,
Mother bear cooked three plates
of porridge, one large plate of
porridge, one medium-sized
plate of porridge and one small
plate for Baby bear. She put
all three plates of very hot
porridge on the table, so that
when they came back, the por-
ridge would ' be just right for
eating.

Then the three bears put on
their best coats 'and off they



went into the forest for their
morning walk.

Soon after they had left, a
little girl, whose name was
Goldilocks, came along the
path to the cottage. She was
called Goldilocks because she
had the most beautiful dancing,
goldencurls. She, too, had been
out for a walk in the forest. It
was such a beautiful morning
that the little girl had no idea
how long she had been out




walking. All she knew was that
she felt very hungry. "Perphaps
ifl knocked on the door of this
little cottage the kind owners
might give me something to eat,"
she thought.

She went up the path and
peered in at one of the windows.
It was the kitchen window and
there, on the table, she saw the
three plates of porridge that the
bears had left behind. "Surely
no one would mind," she
thought, "if I helped myself to
just a tiny bit of the porridge."

Goldilocks ran round to the
back of the cottage and opened
the kitchen door. She went in
and sat down in the big, wide
chair that belonged to Father
bear, but it was much too hard
and too wide. Next, she went



and sat on Mother bear's chair
but she found this too soft and
sank so far down in the cushions
that she could not reach the
table. The third chair she sat
in was Baby bear's and this was
just right. It was very comfor-
table.

Goldilocks picked up a spoon
and tasted Father bear's por-
ridge, but it was much too hot
to eat, so she tried Mother
bear's porridge, but this was too
cold.

Dipping her spoon into Baby
bear's porridge she found this
just right. Soon she had eaten
it all up.

When she had finished the
porridge, Goldilocks felt very
tired so she leaned back in Baby
bear's chair and decided to have



a little nap. Suddenly, without
any warning, there was a big
crack and the back of the little
rocking chair broke in two.

"Oh dear," thought Goldi-
locks. "Whatever will the owner
say?" She was really far too
tired to care, for she had v/alked
a long way that morning. In
fact, she felt so tired that she
decided to go upstairs to find
a bed to sleep on.

The first bed she came to
belonged to Father bear. She
lay down on it, but it was much
too hard and wide. The next



was Mother bear's, but when
Goldilocks tried to go to sleep
on it she found that the mattress
was much too soft. The third
bed she lay down on was just
right, not too soft and not too
hard and just the right size and
she soon fell asleep. Of course,
this bed belonged to Baby bear.

Soon the three bears came
back from their morning walk.
As they walked in the kitchen
door Father bear said in a big,
deep voice. "Who's been sitting
in my chair?"

"Who's been sitting in my



chair?" Mother bear said in a
middle-size voice.

"And who's been sitting in
my chair and broken it ail up?"
cried the tiny Baby bear in a
tiny, sq-ueaky voice.

Then Father bear looked at
his plate of porridge and said in




an even deeper voice, "Who's
been eating my porridge?"

Mother bear said in her
middle-sized voice, "Who's been
eating my porridge?"

Last of all Baby bear said in
his squeaky little voice, "Who's
been eating my porridge and
eaten it all up?"

"Who is it?" they all cried
together.

All three bears ran up the
stairs as fast as they could.
Father bear went into the bed-
room and said, gruffly, "Who's
been sleeping in my bed?"

Mother bear said, "Who's
been sleeping in my bed?"

When they all came to Baby
bear's bed, they all said together,
"And who's been sleeping in
Baby bear's bed? Oh, she is
still here?"

Just then, Goldilocks woke up
and when she saw the three
brown bears looking at her, she
jumped up and rushed to the
window. Outside the window
there grew a big creeping plant
and Goldilocks jumped on to
it, quickly slid down to the
ground and ran away. The
three bears, Father bear, Mother
bear and Baby bear watched her
run away into the forest, but
they never saw Goldilocks
again.