Snow White and the Seven Dwarves

A Brothers Grimm fairytale

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Once upon a time, there was a beautiful young princess named Snow White. She lived in a faraway
kingdom with her father and stepmother.
Her stepmother, the queen, was also very beautiful but arrogant and proud. She spent all day
staring at herself in front of the mirror. The mirror was magical and when in front of it she would
asked, “Mirror, mirror on the wall, who is the most beautiful woman of all?”
The mirror would answer, “You are the most beautiful of all women.”
This answer satisfied the queen because she knew that her mirror always told the truth.
However, as the years passed by, the beauty and kindness of Snow White became more evident,
even surpassing that of the queen. Finally, there came a day when the queen asked, “Mirror,
mirror, on the wall, who is the most beautiful of all?”
The mirror answered, “Snow White is kinder and more beautiful than you.”
The queen was filled with anger. She devised a plan to get rid of Snow White. She asked to see the
palace hunter and said to him, “Take the young princess to the forest and make sure that the wild
animals take care of her so that we never see her again.”
Tricking Snow White, the hunter took her deep into the forest, but when he was about to carry out
the queen's orders, he took pity on the beautiful girl and said, “Run, go away, poor girl. Find a safe
place to live.”
Finding herself alone in the forest, she ran as far as she could until it was nightfall. Then, she
spotted a small hut and went into it to sleep. Everything in the cabin was small. There was a table
with a white tablecloth and seven small plates, each a spoon. Also, there were seven small knives
and forks, and seven jars. There were seven small beds against the wall, one next to the other and
covered with blankets as white as snow.
Having not eaten all day, Snow White was hungry and thirsty, so she ate a little bit of vegetables
and bread from each plate and drank a small sip from each jar. Then, being tired, she tried laying
down on each one of the beds until finally settling on the seventh bed.
When it was dark, the owners of the cabin returned. They were seven dwarves who mined gold
and precious stones in the mountains. Inside the cabin, they lit their seven lanterns, and noticed
that things were not exactly in the order in which they had left them.
The first dwarf said, “Who has sat in my chair?”
The second said, “Who ate from my plate?”
The third said, “Who took a piece of my bread?”
The fourth said, “Who took ate my vegetables?”
The fifth said, “Who used my fork?”
The sixth said, “Who used my knife?”
“The seventh said, “Who drank from my jar?”
Then, the first dwarf, noticing wrinkles in his bed sheets said, “Who has slept in my bed?”
And the others, checking their beds, replied, “Someone has been in our beds too.”
When the seventh dwarf looked in his bed, he saw Snow White, who was sleeping soundly. He
called the others who came over running. “Oh heavens! Oh heavens!” they whispered. “What a
dear girl!”

Little Red Riding Hood

By Charles Perrault
“What a good girl you are!” exclaimed the wolf. “How far do you have to go?”
“Oh! Grandma lives at the end of the road,” answered Little Red Riding Hood with a smile.
“I wish you a very happy day, little girl,” the wolf replied.
The wolf went into the forest. He had a huge appetite and was not as nice as he appeared. He ran
to Grandma's house before Little Red Riding Hood could arrive. His plan was to eat grandma, Little
Red Riding Hood and all the freshly baked cookies.
The wolf knocked on Grandma's door. Upon seeing him, Grandma ran away terrified, leaving
behind her shawl. The wolf took the old woman's shawl and then put on her glasses and night cap.
Quickly, he climbed into Grandma’s bed, covering his nose with the blanket. Soon he heard a
knock on the door:
“Grandma, it's me, Little Red Riding Hood.”
Disguising his voice to sound like Grandma, the wolf said, “Please, enter my dear girl. I am in bed.”
Little Red Riding Hood thought that her grandmother was very sick because she looked very pale
and sounded terrible.
“Oh, dear grandma, what big eyes you have!” she said.
“All the better to see you with” replied the wolf.
“Oh, dear grandma, what big ears you have!” said Little Red Riding Hood.
“All the better to hear you with, my dear!” the wolf whispered.
“Oh, dear grandma, what big teeth you have!” said Little Red Riding Hood.
“All the better to eat you with!” growled the wolf.
With these words, the evil wolf threw off the blanket and jumped out of bed. Scared, Little Red
Riding Hood ran to the door. Just then, a woodcutter, noticing the door was open rushed inside.
Grandma was hiding behind him.
At the sight of the woodcutter, the wolf jumped out the window and fled in horror never to be
seen again.
Grandma and Little Red Riding Hood thanked the woodcutter for saving them from the wolf and
everyone ate cookies and milk. That day Little Red Riding Hood learned an important lesson: You
should never talk to strangers.
 Little Red Hen
Anonymous

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Once upon a time there was a red hen that found a grain of wheat.
“Who will plant this grain?” she asked.
“Not me,” said the dog.
“Not me,” said the cat.
“Not me,” said the pig.
“Not me,” said the mouse.
“Then I will,” said the little red hen. Cluck, cluck!
She planted the grain of wheat and it grew very tall.
“Who will cut this wheat?” asked the little red hen
“Not me,” said the dog.
“Not me,” said the cat.
“Not me,” said the pig.
“Not me,” said the mouse.
“Then I will,” said the little red hen. Cluck, cluck!
The little red hen cut the wheat.
“Who will take the wheat to the mill to make the flour?” asked the little red hen.
“Not me,” said the dog.
“Not me,” said the cat.
“Not me,” said the pig.
“Not me,” said the mouse.
“Then I will,” said the little red hen. Cluck, cluck!
She took the wheat to the mill and later returned with the flour.
“Who will knead this flour?” asked the little red hen.
“Not me,” said the dog.
“Not me,” said the cat.
“Not me,” said the pig.
“Not me,” said the mouse.
“Then I will,” said the little red hen. Cluck, cluck!
The hen kneaded the flour and then baked the bread.
“Who will eat this bread” asked the little red hen.
“I will,” said the dog.
“I will,” said the cat.
“I will,” said the pig.
“I will,” said the mouse.
“No,” said the little red hen. “I will eat it myself!” Cluck, cluck!
And she ate all the bread.
Moral: Do not expect any reward without doing any of the work.
 The Tortoise and the Hare
A fable by Aesop

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Once upon a time there was a hare who spent all day bragging about how fast he could run. Tired
of hearing him boast, the tortoise, challenged him to a race.
“You must be kidding!” said the hare laughing. “I am so much faster than you.”
“We shall see,” the tortoise replied.
The next day, the animals of the forest gathered to watch the race. Everyone wanted to see if the
tortoise could beat the hare.
The bear started the race yelling “On you mark, get set, go!”
The hare immediately raced ahead, running faster than ever. He looked back and saw the tortoise
was only a few steps away from the starting line.
“Foolish tortoise, ” thought the hare. “He is so slow. Why would he want to race me if he has no
chance to win?”
Confident that he was going to win the race, the hare decided to stop in the middle of the road to
rest under a tree. The cool and pleasant shade of the tree was very relaxing, so much so that the
hare fell asleep.
Meanwhile, the tortoise continued walking slowly, but steady. He was determined not to give up.
Soon, he found the hare sleeping peacefully.
The tortoise was winning the race!
When the tortoise approached the finish line, all the animals in the forest began cheering with
excitement. The noise woke the hare, who could not believe his eyes: the tortoise was crossing the
finish line and he had lost the race.
Moral: You can be more successful by doing things slowly and steadily than by acting quickly and
carelessly.

The Milkmaid and Her Pail

A fable by Aesop

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Once there was a young milkmaid who was going to the market carrying a jug of milk. While
walking, she thought about all the things she would do with the money she would get for selling
her milk.
“When they pay me,” she said to herself, “I'll buy some chickens. The chickens will lay a lot of eggs
which I will sell at the market. With the money I make from the eggs I will buy myself a dress and
very elegant shoes. Then I will go to the fair and since I will look so beautiful, all the boys will want
to come and talk to me.”
Thinking of everything she would do with the money from selling her milk, the maid soon became
distracted and tripped on a stone. Her jug broke, spilling all the milk. With the jug broken, so too
were her dreams of the chickens and eggs, the dress and shoes.
Moral: Do not count you chickens before they are hatched.

The Boy Who Cried Wolf

A fable by Aesop

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There was once a little shepherd taking care of his flock on the top of a hill. He was very bored. To
amuse himself he took a great breath and sang out, “Wolf! Wolf! The Wolf is chasing the sheep!”
The villagers came running to help the little shepherd and drive away the wolf. But when they
reached the top of the hill they did not find any wolves. Instead, they found the little shepherd
laughing.
“Don't cry 'wolf when there's no wolf,” said the villagers and they left angry down the hill.
After a few hours, the little shepherd, finding himself once again very bored, shouted, “Wolf, wolf!
There is a wolf chasing the sheep.”
The villagers ran again to help him, but seeing that there were no wolves, they told the shepherd
very angrily, “Don't cry wolf when there is no wolf. Do it only when a wolf is truly chasing the
sheep.”
Having tricked the villagers once again, the shepherd boy was rolling on the ground with laughter
as he watched the villagers go down the hill.
Later, the little shepherd saw a wolf near his flock. Scared, he shouted as loud as he could.
“Wolf, wolf! There is a wolf chasing the sheep.”
But the villagers thought he was trying to trick them again, and this time they did not come to his
aid. The little shepherd cried inconsolably as he watched the wolf run away with all his sheep.
At dusk, the little shepherd returned to the village and told everyone, “The wolf a on the hill and
has taken all my sheep. Why did you not help me?”
Then, the villagers responded, “We would have helped you, just like we did before, but nobody
believes in a liar even when he is telling the truth.”
 The Three Little Pigs
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In a small village not far away, lived Mother Pig with her three little piglets. Everyone was very
happy until one day Mother Pig told them, “Children, you have grown, it is time to live on your
own.”
Before they left, she said to them, “In life nothing comes easy. Therefore, you must learn to work
to achieve your dreams.”
Mother Pig kissed her piglets and they left to go off and live on their own.
The youngest pig was lazy and did not pay attention to his mother´s words. He decided to build a
straw house, so he could finish early and lie down to rest.
The middle brother was as lazy as the youngest, so he built a little wooden house. The house was
crooked because he did not want to read the instructions to build it properly.
The older sister was a hard worker. This is because she used to be lazy and learned from her
mistakes. She decided to follow Mother Pig words and build a brick house. Building a brick house
would take a long time, but this did not matter to her.
One night, the big bad wolf was walking through the woods when he came upon the youngest
pig’s straw house. He looked through the windows and saw the little pig sleeping peacefully. The
wolf was hungry and thought that the little pig would make a very delicious sandwich, so he
knocked on the door and shouted, “Little pig, little pig, let me in!”
The little piglet woke up scared and answered, “No! No! No! Not by the hairs on my chinny chin
chin!”
The big bad wolf was furious and said, “Then I’ll huff, and I’ll puff, and I’ll blow your house down!”
The wolf huffed and puffed and blew with all his strength until the straw house fell to the ground.
Fortunately, the little pig escaped, running to the wooden house of his brother while the big, bad
wolf was still blowing.
The mean wolf, feeling cheated, went to the house of the middle pig and when he knocked on his
door he shouted, “Little pig, little pig let me in!”
The little pig answered, “No! No! No! Not by the hairs on my chinny chin chin!”
The hungry wolf became enraged and bellowed, “Then I’ll huff, and I I’ll puff, and I’ll blow your
house down!”
The wolf huffed and puffed and blew with all his strength until the little wooden house fell to the
ground. Fortunately, the two little pigs escaped, running to the house of their sister while the big,
bad wolf was still blowing. Out of breath from running so fast, the two brothers told their sister
about the wolf and how he blew down their houses.
“Dear brothers, it’s cold and you’ve had a very bad time, so let's enjoy the night by the fireplace,”
said Sister Pig. Just at that moment the three little pigs heard a knock on the door.
“Little pig, little pig let me in!” shouted the big bad wolf.
The pigs answered, “No, no, no! We will never let you in.”
The hungry wolf was furious and once again shouted “Them I’ll huff, and I’ll puff, and I’ll blow your
house down.”
Once again, the wolf huffed and puffed and blew with all his might, but the little brick house did
not fall. Enraged, as he was very hungry, the wolf decided to climb onto the roof to go down
through the chimney to get to the little pigs. However, when he slid down the chimney, the wolf
burned his tail on the fire below.
“Ouch!” cried the wolf, and he ran out into the woods never to be seen again.
A few days later, Mother Pig went to visit her little pigs and discovered that all three had built
brick houses. All the pigs had learned a very important lesson:
“In life, nothing comes easy. Therefore, we must work hard to achieve our dreams.”
1 THE TOYS JUGUETONAS
In a honeycomb there were three little bees, who for the first time went to look for nectar from
the flowers of the field. The queen of the bees gave each of them an empty pitcher and ordered
them to bring them full at the end of the afternoon. The little bees flew off to do their homework.
The big bee started immediately. The one in the middle, was dedicated to listen to the stories told
by the flowers and insects. The smallest one gathered samples of all the colors that she found in
the little flowers. Without being aware of how entertained they were, it was time to go back to the
honeycomb. The queen and her court waited at the entrance.
The big bee handed over its full pitcher and was congratulated by all the bees. Then it was the
middle one. When he showed his pitcher with only half with nectar, the queen said angrily: "Is that
all you bring?" "No," said the little bee. "I also have a lot of news and gossip that the flowers and
insects told me." And so he entertained the queen and the honeycomb for a long time. The bees
also congratulated her.
In the end it was the smallest one. The queen asked him: "And you, how much nectar do you
bring?", The little girl said: "I, bring a third of the pitcher with nectar and many colors, so that we
all paint and we look very pretty ..." the bees They painted themselves and made a party.
That day they learned that all talents are welcome in the honeycomb

THE DIFFERENT PENGUIN

Penguins are world-renowned for their elegance. They always wear a label and their gait is stilted
and pompous.
One day while Oscar, the penguin, wetting his paws in the icy sea, noticed that a beautiful box
reached him. Oscar quickly opened it and marveled at its contents. He could not believe what his
penguin eyes saw ... the box contained many bottles full of amazing colors !. And Oscar took
advantage of the occasion. He painted his elegant coat of strong blue and yellow, his white shirt
turned orange with green dots. He drew a blue and lilac tie and painted his feet red with purple
stripes. Oscar shone, because the sun had come to illuminate so colorful, in the always white,
snowy and icy Antarctic.
Then Oscar began his triumphant ride. The other penguins were amazed. They laughed They
jumped. They whistled They clapped. That day was Oscar's big day. At last, even for a short time, it
was different. And the difference, made him happy.
Then, Oscar changed his name, now he is called Arcoiris, because, although he dressed again as a
label, he carries all the colors in his heart.

THE COLORED BUNNIES

There was a mother rabbit who had many bunnies. They were all very white, and also, like all
children, they were very playful and a little crazy. So they were always playing for the field.
But, one day, the whole landscape also appeared white. It had snowed!
When the mother rabbit went to look for her children, she could not find them, because as they
were white, they were confused with snow. Then he went to look for paintings and painted his
bunnies of all colors. Now I could see them, easily, playing in the white snow !.
Everything went well, until one day, when looking at the field, he could not find his beloved
bunnies again. Spring had arrived with all its splendorous colors!
He called his children and one by one he washed them and returned them to their natural color,
white. Now he could watch them calmly as they ran through the flowery field. I was very happy.
But, one day, after a while ... it snowed again! ... and this story begins again.