Authors: Ruth Sanderson
Goldilocks
Text and illustrations copyright © 2009 by Ruth Sanderson
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Contents
Praise for Mother Goose and Friends:
O
nce upon a time, there were three bears that lived in a little stone cottage deep in the woods: a great big Papa Bear, a middle-sized
Momma Bear, and a wee little Baby Bear. Every morning, the bears took a walk while their porridge was cooling off.
One day, while the bears were still on their walk, a visitor arrived at their house. Her name was Goldilocks.
Goldilocks loved to pick blueberries. That morning, she wandered from bush to bush to bush, and before she knew it, she was
standing in front of a cottage she had never seen before.
She wondered who lived there and knocked on the door. When no one answered, Goldilocks forgot her manners and walked right
in!
Goldilocks smelled the bears’ porridge and rushed over to the table.
She was very hungry.
First she tasted the porridge in the great big bowl, but it was too hot.
Then she tasted the porridge in the middle-sized bowl, but it was too cold.
Finally, she tasted the porridge in the wee little bowl, and it was just right. Goldilocks ate it all up, every bite.
Across the room, Goldilocks saw three chairs in front of a cozy fireplace. First she tried to sit on the biggest chair, but
it was too high.
Then she tried the middle-sized chair, but it was too wide.
Finally, she sat in the wee little chair and it was just right. But Goldilocks rocked so hard in the chair that it broke into
pieces!
Goldilocks began to feel tired after all of her adventures.
She peered through a doorway and saw three beds.
First she climbed into the biggest bed, but it was too hard.
Then she climbed into the middle-sized bed, but it was too soft.
Finally, she climbed into the wee little bed, and it was just right.
Goldilocks pulled the quilt up to her chin and fell fast asleep.
When the three bears returned home and found their front door wide open, they ran inside.
“Someone’s been tasting my porridge!” said Papa Bear in his great big voice.
“Someone’s been tasting
my
porridge!” said Momma Bear in her middle-sized voice.
“Someone’s been tasting my porridge!” said Baby Bear in his wee little voice. “And it’s all tasted away!”
The three bears discovered a mess across the room.
“Someone’s been sitting in my chair!” said Papa Bear in his great big voice.
“Someone’s been sitting in
my
chair!” said Momma Bear in her middle-sized voice.
“Someone’s been sitting in my chair,” said Baby Bear in his wee little voice.
“And it’s broken all to pieces!”
The three bears peeked into the bedroom to see what else they’d find.
“Someone’s been sleeping in my bed!” said Papa Bear with a great big growl.
“Someone’s been sleeping in
my
bed!” said Momma Bear with a middle-sized growl.
“Someone’s been sleeping in my bed!” said Baby Bear with a wee little growl.
“And there she is!”
At the sound of Baby Bear’s shrill voice, Goldilocks woke up with a start.
She was so afraid she could not speak.
“Can I keep her?” asked Baby Bear.
