My dear students..
After we learn about narrative text, let's have some quiz to check how far you got it!
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Three Billy Goat Gruff, A Norwegian Story
Once upon a time there were three Billy Goats Gruff; Little Billy
Goat, Middle Sized Billy Goat and Great Big Billy Goat, who lived in a
field in a green valley. They loved to eat sweet grass, but sadly their
field was now brown and barren because they were greedy goats and
they’d eaten every last blade of grass. But they were still hungry. In
the distance they could see a field that was full of lush sweet scrummy
grass, but alas there was only one way to get to it – over a rickety
bridge over a stream. But under the bridge lived a terrifically
terrifying terrible troll called Trevor – he was always hungry too. And
there was nothing he liked better than to eat a nice juicy Billy Goat.
The Little Billy Goat was the first to reach the bridge. Gingerly he
put one hoof and then another onto the bridge but because it was so
rickety, however hard he tried, his hoof still went trip trap, trip trap
on the wooden planks.
Suddenly there was a huge roar. ‘Who’s that trip trapping over my bridge?’ and out from under the bridge loomed the Troll.
Quaking in his hooves, Little Billy Goat Gruff managed to squeak ‘It’s only me. I’m only going to look for some grass to eat.’
‘Oh no you’re not! I’m going to eat you for my breakfast, lunch and tea!’
‘Oh no!’ said terrified Little Billy Goat Gruff. ‘I’m just Little
Billy Goat Gruff. Why don’t you wait for my brother? He’s bigger than
me and much tastier.’
So the greedy Troll decided to wait and Little Billy Goat Gruff
skipped over the bridge and began to eat the fresh green grass on the
other side. The other goats saw Little Billy Goat Gruff eating the fresh
green grass and were jealous because they wanted some too. So Middle
Sized Billy Goat Gruff went down to the bridge and began to cross the
stream. Trip, trap, trip, trap went his middle sized hooves. Again the
Troll loomed out from under the bridge.
‘Who’s that trip trapping over my bridge?’ he roared.
Quaking in his hooves, Middle Sized Billy Goat Gruff managed to say
in his softest voice ‘It’s only me. I’m following my brother, Little
Billy Goat Gruff, so I can eat the sweet grass.’
‘Oh no you’re not! I’m going to eat you for breakfast, lunch and tea!’
‘Oh no, Mr Troll, you wouldn’t want to eat me. I’m not big enough to
fill you up. Wait until my big brother comes along – he’s much tastier
than me.’
‘Oh all right’ said the Troll and Middle Sized Billy Goat Gruff
scampered over the bridge and began to eat the sweet green grass with
Little Billy Goat Gruff.
Big bold Billy Goat Gruff was jealous and couldn’t wait to get across
the bridge and join his brothers. So boldly, he put his hooves onto
the bridge. Trip, trap, trip, trap. Suddenly the Troll loomed out from
under the bridge.
‘Who’s that trip trapping over my bridge?’ he boomed.
‘It’s me. Big Billy Goat Gruff. Who do you think you are?’
‘I’m the Troll and I’m going to eat you for breakfast, lunch and tea!’
‘Oh no, you’re not’
‘Oh yes I am – you’ll see!’
Then the Troll rushed at Big Billy Goat Gruff who bent his head and
bravely charged at the Troll, catching him up in his horns and tossing
him into the stream below. The Troll disappeared under the rushing
water, never to be seen again.
From then on, anyone could cross the bridge and enjoy the sweet green grass with the Three Billy Goats Gruff.
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