She would not frighten or vex them for anything. “Oh, you darling,” sang the blackbird and Goldilocks laughed with glee, for she liked to be loved.Īs to the butterflies, they flew after her, and rested on her hair, and tickled her cheeks but she never tried to catch them. “Twit, twit, pretty child,” said the sparrow. “Coo, I love you coo, I love you!” cooed the wood-pigeon, as she passed. “Come up, come up, Goldilocks here is your happy home.” The trees bent down their lower branches to touch her glittering head as she passed the birds sang sweeter as she glided by. She loved the birds, and liked to listen to their song and everything in the wood loved Goldilocks. She knew every tree in the greenwood, and every flower in it. She was the Woodman’s daughter, and her hair looked just like sunbeams. Now there lived in the same forest a sweet little girl, who was called Goldilocks. “Oh, my dear, you are too kind my growl is nothing to the lion’s.”Īnd thus conversing, the bears walked on. I should like to hear him growl as you do.” Bear “you have a much finer voice than the lark. “What a pity it is they have not our deep voices.” “What a squeaky noise these creatures make!” said big Bear, as he brushed off the butterfly. The leaves shivered in the soft breeze the wood-pigeon cooed the lark sang loud enough to make himself hoarse the sparrows chirped the bee buzzed, and a yellow butterfly perched on great Bear’s nose. The sun shone brightly though it was low in the sky, and its rays glittered on the fine webs on the grass. Bear walked arm-in-arm, and Baby ran by their side. When the milk was poured out, the three bears set out for a walk. One morning the three bears resolved on taking a walk before breakfast but before they went out, they poured their warm milk into their basins, that it might get cool by the time they came back. They had each a bed to sleep in, a chair to sit on, and a bowl and spoon for eating milk or honey, which was their favourite food. There was the Father Bear, the Mother Bear, and the Baby Bear. She runs away as fast as she can.Once upon a time three bears lived in a nice little house in a great forest. Goldilocks wakes up and sees the three bears. Daddy bear says “Look at my porridge!” Mummy bear says “Look at my porridge!” Baby bear says “Look! Boo! Boo! My porridge.” Daddy bear says “Look at my chair!” Mummy bear says “Look at my chair!” Baby bear says “Look! Boo! Boo! My chair is broken!”ĭaddy bear says “Look at my bed!” Mummy bear says “Look at my bed!” Baby bear says “Look! There is a girl in my bed!” Goldilocks touches a big bed: “Ouch, I don’t like this bed, it’s very hard!” Goldilocks touches a medium bed: "Oh, I don’t like this bed, it’s very soft!” Goldilocks touches a small bed: "I like this bed, it’s very good!” Goldilocks touches a big chair: "Ouch, I don’t like this chair, it’s very hard!” Goldilocks touches a medium chair: "Ouch, I don’t like this chair, it’s very soft!” Goldilocks touches a small chair: “I like this chair, it’s good!”Īfter eating the porridge, Goldilocks sees three beds: “Oh, beds!” Goldilocks tastes the porridge from the small bowl: "Yum! I like this porridge, it’s good!" Goldilocks tastes the porridge from the medium bowl: "Yuck! I don’t like this porridge, it’s cold! " Goldilocks tastes the porridge from the big bowl: "Yuck! I don’t like this porridge, it’s very hot! " Knock! Knock! Goldilocks opens the door and smells porridge: "I like porridge! Yum, yum.“ Here is Goldilocks! She sees a small house. Mummy bear tastes the porridge: "Oh! This porridge is very hot.“ Baby bear tastes the porridge: "Oh! This porridge is very hot.“ "What a delicious smell!“ Daddy bear tastes the porridge: "Oh! This porridge is very hot.“
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