介绍:
『阿花说』
《神奇的粥锅》根据格林童话中的原故事改编。贫穷善良的小女孩得到了一口神奇的粥锅，从此再也不用担心会挨饿，直到一天晚上，一个贪婪的小男孩偷走了粥锅……
出版社：Usborne
原作者：Bother Grimm
改编：Rosie Dickins
插画：Mike & Carl Gordon
适合年龄段：3+
「原文」
The Magic Porridge Pot
Hannah had little money and even less food. But whatever she had, she always shared.
One day, Hannah was out for a walk when she saw some bees.
"Aha!" she thought. "Bees mean honey."
As Hannah ate the honey, an old woman hobbled up, swinging an empty pot.
"Would you like some honey?" asked Hannah.
"Ooh, yes please!" said the woman. "It will go perfectly with my porridge."
"Porridge? What porridge?" said Hannah.
The woman smiled.
"Watch!" she said.
Cook pot, cook!
With a sizzle of magic, steaming porridge filled the pot.
Stop pot, stop!
The, just as quickly, it stopped.
They each ate a bowl of delicious porridge drizzled with sweet, sticky honey.
"Would you like pot?" Said the woman. "Remember the magic words and you'll never go hungry again."
From then on, Hannah had plenty to eat. She had porridge for breakfast, porridge for lunch, and porridge for supper.
One evening, a greedy boy smelled the porridge.
"Mmm, what's that?"
He followed his nose to Hannah's cottage. He saw the pot start to fill with porridge...
Cook pot, cook!
"I want that pot!"
... but Hannah drew the curtains, so he didn't see it stop.
The boy waited for Hannah to go to bed. Then he tiptoed in, grabbed the pot...and ran all the way home.
He couldn't wait to shout the magic words.
Cook pot, cook!
With a sizzle of magic, the pot filled with porridge. It got fuller and fuller.
"That's enough," said the boy. "You can stop now."
But the pot didn't stop.
Puddles of porridge poured onto the floor.
What a mess!
"That's too much," cried the boy. "Stop, I tell you!"
But the pot didn't stop.
It filled the room with a gloopy sea of porridge.
Soon, porridge was pouring out of the doors and windows.
"Please stop!" begged the boy.
But the pot didn't stop.
The boy sploshed out into the night. "Help!"
"Stop, stop, STOP!" he yelled. "I'll drown in porridge!"
But still the pot didn't stop.
In her bedroom, Hannah sniffed.
"That smells like porridge!" she thought.
She raced outside. Porridge was flooding down the street.
"Oh, no! It must be the pot."
Hannah shouted the magic words.
Stop pot, stop!
And, at last, the pot stopped.
The greedy boy was saved. He couldn't return Hannah's pot fast enough. And he never stole anything again.
-The End-
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