THE STORY OF THE THREE GOATS
Troll: Who is crossing my bridge?
Middle Goat stopped and thought. He had a very good idea, "I can tip-toe over the bridge."
He crossed the bridge and started to eat the long green grass, too.
Big Goat looked at his two brothers who were eating the long green grass on the other side of the river and thought, "I want to eat that grass, too. What my two brothers can do, I can do!"
Big Goat went to the bridge and started to cross it.
Troll: Who is crossing my bridge?!
Big Goat: It's me, Big Goat. Please, let me cross your bridge. want to long green grass, too.
Troll: And I want to eat you.
Troll got onto the bridge. His eyes were very little and red. His nose was as long as a banana. Big Goat stopped and looked at Troll. Then he had a very good idea, "Troll is very big but I've got two horns." And Big Goat started to run. Trip Trap! And he hit Troll with his horns. Crash!!! - And Troll fell into the water. Splash!
Troll: Oh, help me! Help me! Big Goat! Middle Goat! Little Goat! Help me! Help me!!!
Big Goat: We can help you, Troll, if you let us cross your bridge every day. Look! Here is a long stick.
Troll: You can cross my bridge every day. But please help me!
Troll: Thank you very much. My bridge is your bridge now. Let's be friends!
