Once upon a time, three bears lived in a house in the forest. There was a great big father bear, a middle-sized mother bear, and a tiny baby bear.
One morning, their breakfast porridge was too hot to eat, so they decided to go for a walk in the forest. And the three strolled out.
After a while, there came a small girl. She had nice golden hair, and so people called her Goldilocks. As she walked past the beautiful cottage of the three bears, it caught her eyes.
Goldilocks: How beautiful is this cottage. Let me see who lives in here!
Goldilocks slowly walked up to the cottage and knocked at the door.
Goldilocks: Anybody in?
But there was no reply. She gently pushed the door open and walked in. In front of her, was a table with three chairs, one large chair, one middle-sized chair, and one small chair. On the table were three bowls of porridge, one large bowl, one middle-sized bowl, and one small bowl – and three spoons.
Goldilocks: The porridge smells delicious.
Goldilocks was hungry and the porridge looked good, so she sat in the great big chair, picked up the large spoon, and tried some of the porridge from the big bowl. But the chair was very big and very hard, the spoon was heavy and the porridge too hot.
Goldilocks jumped off quickly and went over to the middle-sized chair. But this chair was far too soft, and when she tried the porridge from the middle-sized bowl it was too cold.
So she went over to the little chair and picked up the smallest spoon and tried some of the porridge from the tiny bowl. This time it was neither too hot nor too cold. It was just right and so delicious that she ate it all up. But she was too heavy for the little chair and it broke into pieces under her weight.
Next Goldilocks went upstairs, where she found three beds. There was a great big bed, a middle-sized bed, and a tiny little bed. By now she was feeling rather tired. So she climbed into the big bed and lay down. The big bed was very hard and far too big.
Then she tried the middle-sized bed, but that was far too soft. So she climbed into the tiny little bed. It was neither too hard nor too soft, it felt just right, all cozy and warm, and in no time at all Goldilocks fell fast asleep.
In a little while, the three bears came back from their walk in the forest. When they saw their house in a mess, they were mad with shock and anger.
Father: Who has entered our house?
Mother: Somebody has been sitting in my chair.
Baby: Somebody has been sitting in my chair and has broken it!
Then Father Bear looked at his bowl of porridge and saw the spoon in it and he said in his great big growly voice,
Father: Somebody has been eating my porridge.
Mother: Somebody has been eating my porridge.
Baby: Somebody has been eating my porridge, and has eaten it all up.
Then the three bears went upstairs, and father bear saw at once that his bed was untidy, and he said in a growly voice
Father: Somebody has been sleeping in my bed.
Mother: Somebody has been sleeping in my bed.
Baby: Look, father! Somebody is sleeping in my bed.
He squeaked so loudly that Goldilocks woke up with a start. She jumped out of bed, and away she ran, down the stairs and out into the forest. And the three bears never saw her again.
Then mother bear prepared fresh porridge. And they all sat down together and enjoyed the breakfast.