Three billy goats gruff
Once upon a time there were three goats. They lived far far away. They were so hungry that the three goats ate all the grass from where they lives so they found a bridge and they carried on.
There was the smallest goat and he was the first one to find bright green grass and there was the middle goat and he found a wonderful bridge but…. There was a Troll under there. But the small goat still went and he saw the Troll and the Troll said, “ What are you doing on my bridge?”
The little goat said “ Please don’t eat me I don’t have any meat in me.” Then the Troll realised and said “yeah go ahead.” Then the little goat went on munching some grass.
Then the middle goat went to the bridge in fear because he had more meat on him but he realised my big brother is bigger than me so I will try. So he went on and said as fast as he could, “ Please don’t eat me, my brother obviously has way way more meat than me, please Troll.
“ Hmmm ok I agree go on,” said the Troll.
The Troll was super excited to finally get the Big Billy Goat as a treat to eat. The Troll said “hello why are you on my bridge?” said the troll
” The billy goat said “ to get to the other side,”
“ Well I am going to eat you” shouted the Troll.
The big billy goat had big hooves and kicked the Troll in the river. Then after the big goat got over the bridge the goats screamed “ta ta bye bye” and the goats were laughing and laughing as loud as they could. They started crying and it was the most hilarious time of their life. “Haha” they laughed and they lived happily ever after eating grass.
This week we are we wrote fairy tales with a twist my twist was the goat kicked the troll with hi hooves.