This week for our writing task during lockdown, we had to write a narrative with a kids story and change it up, e.g different endings or twists. For mine, I chose Goldilocks and the three bears.
I really enjoyed this task because I used to love this kid's story as a little kid and now I got to re-write it as one of the ways I imagined it might have turned out or could have turned out.
Maybe next time I could try adding more similies or metaphors to make it sound a bit more interesting or descriptive.
Once upon a time, there was a girl named Goldilocks, she had had green emerald eyes that shimmered with hope, she wore a bright yellow dress with a baby blue apron, and as you can guess by her name, she had shiny golden locks.
One day while Goldilocks was out picking berries, she saw a big ominous berry laying there in the bush, “I wonder what kind of berry that is” she thought to herself before picking it up, lifting it to her mouth and gobbling it all up.
Not long after Goldilocks began to feel very dizzy, “I need to lay down somewhere, out of the sun” she said to herself, she looked up and saw a nearby cabin and began walking toward it.
When she got to the cabin she knocked three times, no answer, again, she knocked three times, only this time the door had opened itself, and let her in. Goldilocks then came inside and saw three seats set to the table with three bowls of mushroom soup to each.
The gold-headed gal walked herself over and took a sip of the first bowl, “Ow it burnt my tongue!” she shouted, it appears the first bowl was too hot for her, she walked herself over to the second bowl, she took a sip from there, “although it helped cool my tongue down, it is awfully too cold” she said again. Finally, she made her way to the third bowl, she took a sip from that bowl and to her surprise, it was just right!
She sat at the table on the chair that was set for the bowl and ate the soup, when she had finished she had seemed less dizzy, although she was still dizzy enough to have knocked the plate off the table, “oh no” she thought to herself, although it did not worry her too much because the cabin had seemed abandoned, but how did that explain the warm soup?
“I’ll clean it up later,” she said, she then walked over to what seemed to be the beds, there were three beds, two enormous ones that barely looked like they belonged in that cabin, and one more that had seemed too small to even be a bed, she hopped on the first big bed, “why is this bed so hard,” she thought, she hopped up and went to the next bed, this one had suited her the most, she laid down and drifted off to sleep.
Little did she know there were three bears not far away that lived in that cabin, a mama bear, a daddy bear, and a baby bear, when they got to the cabin they had seen that the door was open, “Mama bear, did you leave the door open?” papa bear asked, mama bear shook her head no, papa bear began getting suspicious.
The three bears walked inside not noticing the blondie sleeping in their beds, baby bear stood forward and grabbed the plate Goldilocks had eaten from that was now shattered on the floor, “someone broke my plate!” said baby bear, they then turned their heads to the snoring Goldilocks, “an intruder” said mama bear.
Papa bear then walked over to her and picked her up roughly, the shock woke Goldilocks and she began screaming, papa bear threw her outside making her roll and hit a rock, “ you intrude on my home, you eat my son’s dinner, you break his bowl, and then you sleep in my wife’s bed!? Scram you human!” yelled papa bear before slamming the door.
Goldilocks got up and ran back home, she was deeply afraid of bears and didn’t waste one second to look back.
Could the bears have been nicer? Could they have had a welcoming spirit and tried to see her reason? I guess not because they were known to be the most horrid bears around, there was a lot more they could've done to her.
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