Once upon a
time, three brothers lived happily in a snug little house in the forest. There
was a big brother, a medium-sized brother, and a baby brother, who had lots of
curly hair.
One morning, as
they tasted their daily porridge and doughnuts, they discovered that their
breakfast was a little too hot. So they decided to go for a walk in the woods and
let their porridge and doughnuts cool a bit. And off they went, singing as they
went along. They even left their iPads at home so they could fully enjoy their
walk and not trip as they checked the latest available games.
A few minutes
after they left, a little girl named Goldilocks came along. As she was checking
her text messages on her iPhone, she didn’t notice the cottage door until she
had walked smack into it.
“Oh!” she said, rubbing
her head. “My goodness, what is this? And do I smell porridge and doughnuts?
Perhaps it is a Starbucks!” She knocked on the door, and hearing no response,
she turned the handle and opened it.
To continue
reading, please see my post today at Tweetspeak
Poetry.
Illustration: a page from the 1933 edition of Stories Children Love, which my mother read to as a very young child.
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