martes, 28 de agosto de 2018

Post 3,4, 5 and 6

3) Physical Characteristics                     


The giant:    the giant was a very big man                


The Special kid:    He is a little boy          


Psychological Characteristics

The giant: he is Selfish

The special kid: this child is very humble and has a lot of love in his heart


4) a lesson I learned from this story is that we must be people not so selfish when someone asks us help without expecting anything in return

5) Oscar Fingal O'Flahertie Wills Wilde was born in Dublin on 16 October 1854, His father was a successful surgeon and his mother a writer and literary hostess. Wilde was educated at Trinity College, Dublin and Magdalen College, Oxford. While at Oxford, Wilde became involved in the aesthetic movement. After he graduated, he moved to London to pursue a literary career. A first volume of his poetry was published in 1881 but as well as composing verse, he contributed to publications such as the 'Pall Mall Gazette', wrote fairy stories and published a novel 'The Picture of Dorian Gray' (1891).

Oscar Wilde


6)  
  • How does the story begin?
the story begins when the selfish giant sees children playing in the garden and the furious giant told to children -You can not play in my garden! -

  • How does the story end?
the story ends when the giant is already very old and sees a special child who tells him to accompany him to the sky to rest. Finally the giant is not selfish

  • Did you like the story or not? Why?
I liked the history and that we should all stop being selfish and share with the people surrounding us, given a climate of love and peace

  • Which is your favorite part of the story you read?
my favorite part of the story is when the giant speaks with special child and the child goes to the heart of the giant filling it with love

  • Who is your favorite character and why?
the giant, already reflects to people that now they are being very selfish and that are isolated from the people.



2nd Semester



Activity 1

Summary of the Story: 

Selfish Giant


The story tells the story of the selfish giant who built a wall around your beautiful garden to keep children away. one day the giant finds some children playing in the garden and very angry giant told the children - not kids in my garden!-.However the giant Garden was always winter, any season of the year not wanted to go there, but, the next day it appeared a special child and talk to the giant saying that I had to stop being selfish or he didn't bring back to the summer so the giant heard the words of the special child and invite all the children of the village to your garden. but going from the days the special child had disappeared Although many days later the special child appears with some brands in the hand and legs,the giant very afraid tells him what happened the child tells him that they are the marks of the love 





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Vocabulary:



  • Story:  historia - a description of events and people that the writer or speaker has invented in order to entertain people - He read the children a story.
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  • angry:  enojado - having strong feelings about something that you dislike very much or about an unfair situation - Her behaviour really made me angry.
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  • garden:  jardin -  piece of land next to or around your house where you can grow flowers, fruit, vegetables, etc. - children playing in the garden
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  • children:  niños -  a child or young person - Do you have any kids?
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  • special: especial - not ordinary or usual; different from what is normal - This type of wood needs special treatment 
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  • selfish: egoista - caring only about yourself rather than about other people - What a selfish thing to do! 
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  • giant: gigante - a very large strong person who is often cruel and stupid - There are many myths about giants that live in the mountains.
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  • village: pueblo - a very small town located in a country area - Her books are about village life.
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  • summer: verano - the warmest season of the year, coming between spring and autumn/fall - It's very hot here in summer.
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  • season: temporada - any of the four main periods of the year: spring, summer, autumn/fall and winter - The hotels are always full during the peak season
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martes, 26 de junio de 2018

5 steps to analyzing a poem

Messy Room


1.- what is the subject of the poem?
a joung man who has his room very messy

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2.- Why has the poet written the poem?
because he is observing how messy his room is

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What is he trying to say?
he is trying to say is that we should be more orderly with our room and try not be disordered

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3.- What is the mood or atmosphere of the poem?
the mood of the protagonist is carefree

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4.- What is the impact of the poem on the reader?
the impact to the reader is stop being disordered and how bad a person looks when they see that their room is completely messy

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5.- How do you feel about the poem?
the poem makes me feel that I must be orderly and careful in all my things

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lunes, 25 de junio de 2018

Video React: Phenomenal Woman



a) what line or lines of the poem do you like the most and why
 
 It's the fire in my eyes, And the brightness of my teeth, The movement of my hip, And the joy in my feet. because Maya speaking so positively of his body, ignoring what others say

b) what is the messege the poem is trying to give? why do you believe so?
 the message that gives the poem is that we are all perfect, to see the phenomenal that we can be and how beautiful we are
 
because we are all phenomenal in something 

c) are women phenomenal? 
 My mom is a phenomenal woman because she strives, loves us, and helps us in all my brothers

Activity 2- Summary bible story

write the summary of your bible history

A man went from Jerusalem to Jericho, falling into the hands of robbers who robbed him, leaving him half dead. A priest and a frock coat passed by, but both took the other side of the road.
Then a Samaritan passed by. He approached, healed his wounds with oil and sold himself. He took him to his hotel, reaching the coins in charge to take care of him

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Poem: Butterfly

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1: A rhyming word for "leaps"
 keeps

2: The homophone for "hear"
 Here

3: A synonym for "eat"
 Feed
 
4: What happens first in the poem?
 d. the caterpillar creeps

5: What is the silken home?
 c. the chrysalis
 
6: How does the speaker of the poem feel about the butterfly? How do you know?
  feels impatient to see how it will be born alfin his butterfly and so be able to revel in its colors

Video: Inspirational Poem




   You can still have hope

If you can look at the sunset and smile, then you still have hope…
If you can find beauty in the colors of a small flower, then you still have hope…
If you can find pleasure in the movement of a butterfly, then you still have hope…
If the smile of a child can still warm your heart, then you still have hope…
If you can see the good in other people, then you still have hope…
If the rain breaking on a roof top can still lull you to sleep, then you still have hope…
If the sight of a rainbow still makes you stop and stare in wonder,
then you still have hope…
If the soft fur of a favored pet still feels pleasant under your fingertips,
then you still have hope…
If you meet new people with a trace of excitement and optimism,
then you still have hope…
If you give people the benefit of a doubt,
then you still have hope…
If you still offer your hand in friendship to others
that have touched your life, then you still have hope…
If receiving an unexpected card or letter still brings
a pleasant surprise, then you still have hope…
If the suffering of others still fills you with pain and frustration,
then you still have hope…
If you refuse to let a friendship die, or accept that it must end,
then you still have hope…
If you look forward to a time or place of quiet and reflection,
then you still have hope…
If you still buy the ornaments, put up the Christmas tree
or cook the turkey, then you still have hope…
If you still watch love stories or want the endings to be happy,
then you still have hope…
If you can look to the past and smile,
then you still have hope….
If, when faced with the bad, when told everything is futile, you can still look up and end the conversation with the phrase… yeah….BUT.. Then you still have hope…
Hope is such a marvelous thing. It bends, it twists, it sometimes
hides, but rarely does it break… It sustains us when nothing else can… It gives us reason to continue and courage to move ahead, when we tell ourselves we’d rather give in…
Hope puts a smile on our face when the heart cannot manage… Hope puts our feet on the path when our eyes cannot see it… Hope moves us to act when our souls are confused of the direction….
Hope is a wonderful thing, something to be cherished and nurtured, and something that will refresh us in return… And it can be found in each of us, and it can bring light into the darkest of places…
Never lose hope… 


Todavia puedes tener esperanza

 Si puedes mirar el atardecer y sonreír, entonces todavía tienes esperanza ...
Si puedes encontrar la belleza en los colores de una pequeña flor, entonces todavía tienes esperanza ...

Si puedes encontrar placer en el movimiento de una mariposa, entonces todavía tienes esperanza ...
Si la sonrisa de un niño todavía puede calentar tu corazón, entonces todavía tienes esperanza ...

Si puedes ver lo bueno en otras personas, entonces todavía tienes esperanza ...
Si la lluvia que se rompe en la azotea todavía puede adormecerte, entonces todavía tienes esperanza ...

Si la visión de un arco iris todavía te hace parar y mirar con asombro,
entonces todavía tienes esperanza ...

Si el suave pelaje de una mascota favorita sigue siendo agradable bajo la punta de los dedos,
entonces todavía tienes esperanza ...

Si conoces gente nueva con un rastro de emoción y optimismo,
entonces todavía tienes esperanza ...

Si le das a la gente el beneficio de una duda,
entonces todavía tienes esperanza ...

Si aún ofreces tu mano en amistad a los demás
que han tocado tu vida, entonces todavía tienes esperanza ...

Si recibir una tarjeta o carta inesperada todavía trae
una agradable sorpresa, entonces todavía tienes esperanza ...

Si el sufrimiento de otros todavía te llena de dolor y frustración,
entonces todavía tienes esperanza ...

Si te niegas a dejar que una amistad muera, o aceptas que debe terminar,
entonces todavía tienes esperanza ...

Si espera un momento o lugar de quietud y reflexión,
entonces todavía tienes esperanza ...

Si todavía compras los adornos, pon el árbol de Navidad
o cocina el pavo, entonces todavía tienes esperanza ...

Si sigues viendo historias de amor o quieres que las terminaciones sean felices,
entonces todavía tienes esperanza ...

Si puedes mirar al pasado y sonreír,
entonces todavía tienes esperanza ...

Si, cuando te enfrentas a lo malo, cuando te dicen que todo es inútil, aún puedes mirar hacia arriba y finalizar la conversación con la frase ... sí ... .Pero ... entonces todavía tienes esperanza ...

La esperanza es algo maravilloso. Se dobla, se retuerce, a veces
se esconde, pero rara vez se rompe ... Nos sostiene cuando nada más puede ... Nos da razones para continuar y valor para seguir adelante, cuando nos decimos a nosotros mismos que preferimos ceder ...

Hope pone una sonrisa en nuestra cara cuando el corazón no puede ... La esperanza pone nuestros pies en el camino cuando nuestros ojos no pueden verlo ... La esperanza nos mueve a actuar cuando nuestras almas están confundidas en la dirección ...

La esperanza es algo maravilloso, algo que debemos valorar y nutrir, y algo que nos refrescará a cambio ... Y se puede encontrar en cada uno de nosotros, y puede llevar luz a los lugares más oscuros ...
Nunca pierdas la esperanza…


My opinion about the poem:   

I really liked this poem because it is a very beautiful poem that speaks about as we must have hope and see the great things that surround us, "hope is a wonderful thing"

sábado, 23 de junio de 2018

Poems that I like

El beso

acuerdate del dia 
acuerdate del mes
acuerdate del beso
que nos dimos por primera vez

The Kiss

 remember the day
 remember the month
 remember the kiss
 that we realized for the first time 
 
 
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I like this poem because speaking as a relationship between 2 persons will be lasting in time, creating unforgettable memories 


Los amigos
 
 Amigos siempre tuve
Amigos siempre tendré
Pero amigos como tu
Nunca olvidaré

The friends 

 Friends always had 
Friends will always have
 But friends like you
 I will never forget

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  having someone who really is your friend is like having a second brother in your life

lunes, 4 de junio de 2018

Activity 1 Bible Poems




The Good Samaritan

A good man was walking in the desert
A group of thieves assault him
He recieves  lot of damage
Later a man with a horse doesn´t look at him
Late another man man was walking 
and he throws coins to him
Later a good samaritan watch him and decide help him





The Angels visit the Sheperds

 There were some sheperds with their
an angel appered and told them
today was born a saviour
what is christ sir
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martes, 22 de mayo de 2018

Poem: Tiny Feet by Gabriela Mistral

TINY FEET

A child's tiny feet,
 Blue, blue with cold, 
How can they see and not protect you?
 Oh, my God!
 Tiny wounded feet,
 Bruised all over by pebbles, 
Abused by snow and soil!
 Man, being blind,
 ignores that where you step, 
you leave A blossom of bright light,
 that where you have placed your bleeding 
little soles a redolent tuberose grows. Since,
 however, you walk through the streets so straight,
 you are courageous,
 without fault. Child's tiny feet, 
Two suffering little gems, 
How can the people pass, unseeing.

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LOS PEQUEÑOS PIES DE UN BEBE

Los pies pequeños de un niño,
 Azul, azul con frío,
¿Cómo pueden ver y no protegerte?
 ¡Oh Dios mío!
 Pequeños pies heridos,
 Contusionado por guijarros,
¡Abusado por la nieve y el suelo!
 Hombre, ser ciego,
 ignora eso donde pones,
dejas una flor de luz brillante,
 que donde has colocado tu sangrado
plantas pequeñas una tuberosa fragante crece. Ya que,
 sin embargo, caminas por las calles tan recto,
 eres valiente,
 sin culpa Pies pequeños del niño,
Dos pequeñas gemas que sufren,
¿Cómo puede pasar la gente, sin ver?

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Poem: Where the sidewalks ends

There is a place where the sidewalk ends
 and before the street begins,
and there the grass grows soft and white,
 and there the sun burns crimson bright,
 and there the moon-bird rests from his flight
 to cool in the peppermint wind. 
Let us leave this place where the smoke blows
 black and the dark street winds and bends.
 Past the pits where the asphalt flowers
 grow we shall walk with a walk that is measured and slow and watch 
where the chalk-white arrows
 go to the place where the sidewalk ends.
 Yes we'll walk with a walk that is measured and slow,
 and we'll go where the chalk-white arrows go,
 for the children, they mark, and the children,
 they know, the place where the sidewalk ends.

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Hay un lugar donde termina la acera
 y antes de que la calle comience,
y allí la hierba crece suave y blanca,
 y allí el sol quema carmesí brillante,
 y allí el pájaro lunar descansa de su vuelo
 refrescarse en el viento de menta.
Dejemos este lugar donde sopla el humo
 negro y los vientos y curvas oscuros de la calle.
 Pasado los pozos donde las flores de asfalto
 crecer vamos a caminar con una caminata que se mide y lento y mirar
donde las flechas blancas como la tiza
 ve al lugar donde termina la acera.
 Sí, caminaremos con una caminata que se mide y se hace lenta,
 e iremos a donde van las flechas blancas,
 para los niños, ellos marcan, y los niños,
 ellos saben, el lugar donde termina la acera.

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Talking About Books

What is your favorite story?
Twenty Thousand Leagues Under the Sea

Who is your favorite author?
Jules Verne

 Who is your favorite character?
Sir Quixote of La Mancha

 What is your favorite genre?
Action, Suspense, War, detective, adventure, modern literature and biography

What is the longest book you have ever read?
One hundred years of solitude

How long did it take you to read it?
1 to 2 hours a week

How many hours do you spend reading in a week?
 I read 1 book a week

Do you have any ideas for a story for you to write? Which one? Do you read books based on recommendations?

What are some of the books that were recommended to you?
My fight,
The lord of Rings,
The Da Vinci code

Were you ever given a bad recommendation?
No

What books have you recommended for other people?
SubTerra,
Twenty Thousand Leagues Under the Sea

 How often do you go to the library?
I'm gonna the library 1 time per month

 How important is the cover of the book. Do you watch the movie that came from a book?
It's very important, I always read the book and then I watch the movie, although sometimes it's the opposite

 Most people say the book is better than the movie. Is this true for you?
yes! , this is true, because the movie is inspired by the book

Is there a book that you have read more than once?
Yes.

What was the title?
The odyssey

How many times did you read it?
I read it 3 times

Is there a book you just couldn't finish?
No

What was the title?
---------------------

What is your favorite time of day for reading?
 I love to read after lunch

Where is your favorite place to read?
In my house or somewhere quiet and peace

 Do you listen to music while you read?
I don't like to listen to music while I'm reading

 Do you often read book before going to bed?
 sometimes ...

 What was the last book that you read?
 The Ingenious Nobleman Sir Quixote of La Mancha

What is your favorite book of all time?
 Around the world in 80 Days
Twenty Thousand Leagues Under the Sea

 Who is a famous writer from your country?
 Pablo Neruda and Gabriela Mistral

 What genre of book do you enjoy most?
My favorite genre of book is Action and adventure

Have you ever tried to read a book in English?
I've tried but there are words that I do not understand yet

 Do you think that it is more valuable to read a book than to watch television?
 reading a book makes a person more cultured and knew

 Have you ever lent books to your friends and never got them back?
it sounds selfish but I do not lend my books to anyone

 How did you feel?
I would be very angry if they do not return it to me

 Do you think that the internet and television will eventually make books obsolete?
 with the internet we can read books, but this does not mean that physical books are obsolete

Phenomenal Women by Maya Angelou¨s

Pretty women wonder where my secret lies.
I’m not cute or built to suit a fashion model’s size   
But when I start to tell them,
They think I’m telling lies.
I say,
It’s in the reach of my arms,
The span of my hips,   
The stride of my step,   
The curl of my lips.   
I’m a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,   
That’s me.

I walk into a room
Just as cool as you please,   
And to a man,
The fellows stand or
Fall down on their knees.   
Then they swarm around me,
A hive of honey bees.   
I say,
It’s the fire in my eyes,   
And the flash of my teeth,   
The swing in my waist,   
And the joy in my feet.   
I’m a woman
Phenomenally.

Phenomenal woman,
That’s me.

Men themselves have wondered   
What they see in me.
They try so much
But they can’t touch
My inner mystery.
When I try to show them,   
They say they still can’t see.   
I say,
It’s in the arch of my back,   
The sun of my smile,
The ride of my breasts,
The grace of my style.
I’m a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That’s me.

Now you understand
Just why my head’s not bowed.   
I don’t shout or jump about
Or have to talk real loud.   
When you see me passing,
It ought to make you proud.
I say,
It’s in the click of my heels,   
The bend of my hair,   
the palm of my hand,   
The need for my care.   
’Cause I’m a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That’s me.

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   Poem in Spanish Mujer Fenomenal


Las mujeres hermosas se preguntan dónde radica mi secreto.
No soy linda o nacida para vestir una talla de modelo,
Pero cuando empiezo a decírcelos todas creen que miento
Y digo,
Está en el largo de mis brazos,
En el espacio de mis caderas,
En la cadencia de mi andar,
En la curva de mis labios.
Soy una mujer,
Fenomenalmente.
Mujer fenomenal,
Esa soy yo.

Ingreso a cualquier lugar tan tranquila como es posible,
Y en cuanto al hombre,
Los tipos se ponen de pie o caen de rodillas.
Luego revolotean a mi alrededor,
Una colmena de abejas melíferas.
Y digo,
Es el fuego de mis ojos,
Y el brillo de mis dientes,
El movimiento de mi cadera,
Y la alegría de mis pies.
Soy una mujer,
Fenomenalmente.
Mujer fenomenal,
Esa soy yo.

Incluso los hombres se preguntan qué ven en mí.
Se esfuerzan pero no pueden rozar
Mi misterio interior.
Cuando intento mostrárselos
Dicen que no logran verlo
Y digo,
Está en la curvatura de mi espalda,
El sol de mi sonrisa,
El porte de mis pechos,
La gracia de mi estilo.
Soy una mujer
Fenomenalmente.
Mujer fenomenal,
Esa soy yo.

Ahora comprendes
Por qué mi cabeza no se inclina.
No grito ni ando a los saltos
No tengo que hablar muy alto.
Cuando me veas pasar
Deberías sentirte orgullosa.
Y digo,
Está en el sonido de mis talones,
Las ondas de mi cabello,
La palma de mi mano,
La necesidad de mi cariño,
Por que soy una mujer.
Fenomenalmente.
Mujer fenomenal,
Esa soy yo.


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Biography of Maya Angelou"s



Marguerite Annie Johnson Angelou 

She born in April 4, 1928 and died in May 28 2014
known as Maya Angelou, was an American author, actress, screenwriter, dancer, poet and civil rights activist best known for her 1969 memoir, I Know Why the Caged Bird Sings, which made literary history as the first nonfiction best-seller by an African-American woman. Angelou received several honors throughout her career, including two NAACP Image Awards in the outstanding literary work category, in 2005 and 2009.

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martes, 3 de abril de 2018

Fairy Tales



The Little Red Hood Girl:

Little Red Riding Hood  went to the forest to visit her ill granny. She took some cake and lemonade in a basket. She met a wicked wolf that asked her which path she was taking. She replied, Iím taking the path that leads to my grannyís cottage. While  was busy picking flowers to take to her granny, the wolf went to the cottage and swallowed granny in one gulp. Then the wolf put on grannyís cap, got in grannyís bed, covered up in blankets, and settled in to wait.  arrived at the cottage and came into grannyís bedroom. She said, Granny what big ears you have, and the wolf replied All the better to hear you with, my dear. And so on with Grannyís eyes: All the better to see you with, my dear and teeth: all the better to eat you with, my dear. The wolf swallowed in one gulp and then fell asleep. A woodsman came by while the wolf was still asleep. The woodsman cut the wolf open with his ax and out popped Granny and. Then the woodsman, Granny, and all sat down by the fire and enjoyed cake and lemonade.

Illustration by Harry Clarke


Pinocho

Long ago there lived an lonely old carpenter named Geppetto. He made a puppet out of some wood, a ball, and a string. That night, a fairy visited and cast a spell that made the puppet walk and talk. The next morning, Geppetto discovered the animated puppet and named him Pinocho. Geppetto gave Pinocho all of his money and sent him into town to buy books for school. Instead, Pinocho used to the money to buy a ticket for the circus. Two clowns gave Pinocchio a hat and asked him to stay, but he said he must go back to Geppetto. The clowns returned Pinocho money, but on the way home he was robbed by and evil cat and an equally evil fox. The fairy appeared again and asked what happened; Pinocho pretended he had been captured by a monster. Suddenly his nose grew, and the fairy said, Whenever you lie, your nose will get bigger. Now go find Geppetto; heís out looking for you by the sea. Pinocho was rowing a small boat in the sea when he thought he heard Geppettoís voice coming from inside a large dark cave. He rowed inside, only to find himself inside a whale with Geppetto. He tickled the whale with a feather, and the whale sneezed, sending Pinocchio and Geppetto flying out on to the beach. Relived, Pinocho vowed never to lie again and then he heard the fairyís voice saying, ìmake that promise and you will become a real boy

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the goose with the golden eggs

There was once a Countryman who possessed the most wonderful Goose you can imagine, for every day when he visited the nest, the Goose had laid a beautiful, glittering, golden egg. The Countryman took the eggs to market and soon began to get rich. But it was not long before he grew impatient with the Goose because she gave him only a single golden egg a day. He was not getting rich fast enough. Then one day, after he had finished counting his money, the idea came to him that he could get all the golden eggs at once by killing the Goose and cutting it open. But when the deed was done, not a single golden egg did he find, and his precious Goose was dead.


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Jack and the magic Beans

Jack and his mother were hungry. The cow in the barn gave them milk, but they needed food. Jackís mother said, We must sell the cow to get some food. Jack volunteered to take the cow to town. Along the way, Jack met a farmer who talked him into giving up the cow in exchange for a handful of good luck beans. When Jack returned home, his mother was very cross because they lost their cow for a few beans. She threw the beans out the window and went to bed. The beans began to grow straight up into the sky, so Jack climbed the beanstalk hoping to find good luck at the top. Instead, he found himself in a giantís castle. The giant was counting his money and singing fee fie foe fum, I like children in my tum. The giantís wife helped Jack hide so the giant wouldnít eat him. Then Jack realized something and said, Hey, this giant stole my fatherís money! The giantís wife said, This magic hen and golden harp used to belong to your father too. Play the harp, and then run!î Jack played the harp, and the giant fell asleep. Jack grabbed the money and the hen and started running. But on the way outside, he knocked over the harp and woke the giant up. The giant chased Jack all the way down the beanstalk chanting fee fie foe fum etc. When Jack reached the bottom, he chopped down the beanstalk with an ax. The giant was no more. Then the magic hen clucked and laid a golden egg. Jackís mother, awakened by all the noise, took the golden egg, put it with the money, and said, Now weíll have something nice to eat.

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Ali Baba and the 40 Thiefs

Ali Baba, son of the Kalif of Bagdad is brought up by the 40 Thieves after his father is killed by the soldiers of Hugalu Khan, who received the necessary information by traitor Cassim. Ali becomes the leader of the thieves and they are fighting for the freedom of his land. Per chance Ali captures the fiancée of Hugalu Khan, who turns out to be his girl friend Amara. After a few misunderstandings Ali uses her wedding day with Hugalu Khan as the day for the liberation of Bagdad.


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The Three Little Pigs

Three little pigs set off in the real world to find their fortune. After they all go off, they all meet man with either straw, furze (sticks), or bricks. The first pig builds his house out straw, and the wolf comes along asking him to let him in. The pig says no, and the wolf blows down the house and eats the pig. The second pigs builds his house out of furze, which are sticks, and just like the first pig, the wolf comes along asking him to open his door. When the pig declines the wolf blows down the house and eats the pig. Finally the wolf goes to the third pigs house and asks again if he can go inside, but when the pig says no, the wolf tries to blow down the house. When he fails he asks the pig if he wants to go to a field of turnips in the morning at a certain time. The pig agrees, but in the morning it is going to the field an hour earlier than planned. When the wolf realizes what he has done, he asks the pig to go somewhere in the morning again at a certain time. This happens two more times before the wolf tries to go down the chimney, where the pig has a boiling pot of water hanging over a fire. The wolf drops into it

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Rumpelstilskin

  An old miller went before the King and, trying to impress him, told the King his daughter Rose could spin straw into gold. The King ordered the girl to be locked in a room full of straw. He said she was to spin the straw into gold or her head would be cut off. Rose began to cry, and suddenly a little man with a long gray beard appeared and said, ìI will help you spin the straw into gold if you give me something in return.î The first night, she gave him her ring. The second night, she gave him her necklace. But then she had nothing left to give. The little man wanted her first born and Rose had to agree, or have her head cut off by the King for not spinning straw into gold. The little man kept his promise, and the King made Rose his queen. When Rose had her first child, the little man with the gray beard came to take the baby away. He said he would not take the baby if Rose could guess his name ñ she had three days to come up with three guesses. Rose sent messengers out to spy on the little man and found out his name was Rumpelstilskin. And the baby remained with the king and queen.

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Sleeping Beauty

A king and a queen had been trying to have a child for years. When the child finally arrived, they called her Aurora. A great holiday was proclaimed to celebrate Auroraís birth. Visitors came from far and wide, including three good fairies, named Merryweather, Fauna and Flora. One of the most distinguished guests was another king from a neighboring kingdom, who brought his son Prince Philip. Both kings realized that their dream of a united kingdom could now come true. The three good fairies began bestowing their gifts upon Aurora. Aurora received the gift of Beauty, and gift of SongÖ but before the last gift was bestowed, a wicked fairy interrupted. This wicked fairy was upset that she wasnít invited to the party, so she cast a spell ñ on the day of Auroraís 16th birthday, she would prick her finger on the spindle of a spinning wheel and die. The third good fairy hadnít bestowed her gift yet, and she was horrified at the spell the wicked fairy cast. The good fairy wasnít strong enough to undo the spell, but she was able to dilute it a bit instead of death, Aurora would fall asleep until her true love come along to undo the spell with a kiss. As a precaution, all spinning wheels were removed from the kingdom, and Aurora lived in hiding as a peasant with the good fairies for protection. She grew up, met Prince Philip, and fell in love. On the night of Auroraís 16th birthday, Aurora, Prince Philip, and the good fairies all went back to the castle to live. But the evil fairy snuck into the castle and pricked Auroraís finger with a needle, causing her to fall asleep. With the help of the good fairies, Prince Philip kissed her and she awoke. They all lived happily ever after. 

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Hansel and Gretel

Hansel and Gretel were brother and sister. Their poor parents were starving, so they went out in search of food. They took one slice of bread along, which they used to mark a path back to their home by leaving crumbs along the way. After a while, they came upon a little house made of gingerbread. Hansel broke off a piece to eat. Suddenly, the door flew open and an old woman came out and invited them in. She fed them mountains of pancakes and fruit, and then tucked them into bed to sleep. What Hansel and Gretel didnít realize was that the old woman was fattening them up so she could use them in her favorite dish ñ roasted child! Now they were prisoners, and the old woman kept feeding them, and when she asked them to stick their fingers out of their cell so she could judge how fat they were getting, Hansel held out a bone instead. Finally, the children escaped and pushed the old woman into the oven. They filled their pockets with jewels and food and used the trail of bread crumbs to find their way back home, where they lived happily ever after.


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Goldilocks

There once was a family of bears: mama bear, papa bear, and baby bear. They were just about to eat their lunch, but their porridge was too hot, so they went for a walk in the woods. Just then a little girl named Goldilocks came upon their house and went inside. She saw the three bowls of porridge on the table and tasted some from each bowl. The big bowl was too hot, the medium-sized bowl was too cold, but the smallest bowl was just right, so she ate it all up. The she saw three chairs and decided to sit down. The big chair was too hard, the medium-sized chair was too soft, but the little chair was just right. As Goldilocks was getting comfortable in the smallest chair, it broke. So, she went in the next room and found the beds. The big bed was too hard, the medium-sized bed was too soft, but the little bed was just right, and Goldilocks fell last asleep. Just then, the three bears came home to find their house in a mess. Papa bear said, ìSomeoneís been eating my porridge.î Mama bear said the same thing, and baby bear said, ìSomeoneís been eating my porridge, and they ate it all up!î Then they saw the chairs and papa bear said, ìSomeoneís been sitting in my chair.î Mama bear said the same thing, and then baby bear said, ìSomeoneís been sitting in my chair, and they broke it!î Then they went into the next room and found Goldilocks asleep in baby bearís bed. When she awoke, she was so frightened she ran out of the bearsí house and didnít stop running till she got home.
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