Goldilocks and the 12 Points of View

Mama Bear

Donuts! I make a delicious, healthy porridge for breakfast, and Baby Bear says he wants doughnuts!

And Papa Bear! Humph! He says, “Great idea! Let’s get donuts!”

I’m outnumbered, so I say, “We can get donuts if you come back and eat your porridge!”

And they will.

Or else.

 

The Door

I don’t open for just anyone.

I’m rather picky.

But she looks sweet. And the bear’s weren’t home, so when she knocked on me, I opened.

She seems very nice.

 

The Porridge

It’s about time someone ate me.

I’ve been sitting here, for a long time, growing cold.

But now I have fulfilled my destiny, thanks to that girl.

Though she could work on her manners.

What a slob!

 

The Chair

She jumped on me!

She climbed on the cabinet and jumped on me!

Look at me! Where are my arms? My arms! Where are my arms!

She broke me!

That girl broke me!

I’m going to report her to the Federal Chair Commission.

I want her sitting license taken away!

And her jumping license!

 

The Stairs

You’re not a bear!

You’re not allowed up here.

Stop! Don’t!

You’re going to get in trou—-ble!

 

The House

Finally! They’re back!

Soon everything will be okay.

I told you, Door.

You have to stop being so trusting.

 

Baby Bear

Do I have to eat the…..

look, Mama! I ate it all!

Really fast!

Can I have another donut?

Or three or four?

 

The Mama Chair

My Baby! My Baby!

Papa bear! Mama bear!

Look what she did to my baby!

 

The Baby Bear’s Bed

No! Not out the window!

Why would you want to throw me out the window?

HELP!

 

Papa Bear

GROWWWWWLLLLLLL!

 

The Forest Ranger

I was walking past the bear’s house, when out their window flew a mattress, followed by a blonde girl, about 4’2″ tall. I grabbed her, took her with me to talk to the Bears, then I arrested her, name, Goldilocks, and booked her on charges of breaking and entering, vandalism, and robbery.

 

Goldilocks

Mama bear, I’ve come to apologize for breaking into your house.

I had time to think about it in jail, and I realized I was wrong.

And Mama bear, just one more question–can I have some more of that porridge? That’s the best thing I’ve ever read!

(Last wordless scene: Mama bear and Goldilocks are having breakfast. Baby Bear and Papa bear were kicked out for the day.

About rockcanyon

Rick Walton has worked as a cook in a Mexican restaurant, a secretary, a missionary, an arts administrator, a school teacher, and a computer software writer and designer. But now he has the best job of all–writing for children. He is the author of over eighty books for children. His works include joke books, picture books, a collection of poetry, activity books, a play, mini-mysteries, and educational software. He loves to read, travel, play the guitar, study foreign languages, and write. Rick graduated from Brigham Young University in Spanish, with a Portuguese minor. His wife, Ann, is a computer programmer who has worked for IBM, Novell, and WordPerfect, and who nows works for Rick. They have five children. They live in a hodge-podge house on a secluded lot with a thousand trees, in the shadow of the Rocky Mountains. View all posts by rockcanyon

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