So Goldilocks opened the door and went in and well pleased was she when she saw the porridge on the table. The door was not fastened, because the Bears were good Bears, who did nobody any harm, and never suspected that anybody would harm them. Then seeing nobody in the house she lifted the latch. And then she peeped in at the keyhole, for she was not at all a well-brought-up little girl.
And while they were away a little girl called Goldilocks, who lived at the other side of the wood and had been sent on an errand by her mother, passed by the house, and looked in at the window. One day, after they had made the porridge for their breakfast, and poured it into their porridge-bowls, they walked out into the wood while the porridge was cooling, that they might not burn their mouths by beginning too soon, for they were polite, well-brought-up Bears. And they had each a bed to sleep in a little bed for the Little Wee Bear and a middle-sized bed for the Middle-sized Bear and a great bed for the Great Big Bear. And they had each a chair to sit in a little chair for the Little Wee Bear and a middle-sized chair for the Middle-sized Bear and a great chair for the Great Big Bear. They had each a bowl for their porridge a little bowl for the Little Wee Bear and a middle-sized bowl for the Middle-sized Bear and a great bowl for the Great Big Bear. One of them was a Little Wee Bear, and one was a Middle-sized Bear, and the other was a Great Big Bear. (Updated with shorter version September, 13, 2016).Once upon a time there were three Bears, who lived together in a house of their own, in a wood. When she told her grandmama about the house of the three bears who lived in the wood, her granny said: “My my, what a wild imagination you have, child!” She ran and she ran until she reached the house of her grandmama. Goldilocks jumped off the bed and ran downstairs, out of the door and down the garden path. “Somebody has been lying in my bed, and here she is!” Said the little, small wee bear, in his little, small wee voice. “Somebody has been lying in my bed!” said the middle bear, in his middle voice.Īnd when the little, small, wee bear came to look at his bed, upon the pillow there was a pool of golden curls, and the angelic face of a little girl snoring away, fast asleep. “SOMEBODY HAS BEEN LYING IN MY BED!” said the great, huge bear, in his great, rough, gruff voice. Then the three bears went upstairs into their bedroom. “Somebody has been at my porridge, and has eaten it all up!” said the little, small wee bear, in his little, small wee voice. Then the little, small wee bear looked at his, and there was the spoon in the porridge pot, but the porridge was all gone. “Somebody has been at my porridge!” said the middle bear, in his middle voice.
“SOMEBODY HAS BEEN AT MY PORRIDGE!” said the great huge bear, in his great huge voice. So she covered herself up comfortably, and lay there until she fell fast asleep.īy this time, the three bears thought their porridge would be cool enough, so they came home to breakfast. Then Goldilocks went upstairs into the bed chamber and first she lay down upon the bed of the great, huge bear, and then she lay down upon the bed of the middle bear and finally she lay down upon the bed of the little, small wee bear, and that was just right. And that was neither too hot nor too cold, but just right and she liked it so well, that she ate it all up. And then she went to the porridge of the little, small wee bear, and tasted that. And then she tasted the porridge of the middle bear, and that was too cold for her. First she tasted the porridge of the great, huge bear, and that was far too hot for her. This little girl had golden curls that tumbled down her back to her waist, and everyone called her by Goldilocks.
And while they were walking, a little girl came into the house. One day, after they had made porridge for their breakfast, they walked out into the wood while the porridge was cooling. One of them was a little, small wee bear one was a middle-sized bear, and the other was a great, huge bear.
Once upon a time there were three bears, who lived together in a house of their own in a wood. Picture by Bertie - a retake of the classic illustration by Walter Crane.īased on the Charming version by the Victorian writer Andrew Lang.
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