Monday, July 27, 2015
Three Billy Goats
Here's an outfit I wore recently. And here's a random story that has nothing to do with outfits:
The internet tells me that I should talk to my kid all the time, because it will help him learn to communicate. So I pretty much just talk nonstop when we are home by ourselves. Anyone who knows me knows that this is not a struggle. Talking is one of my top skills. But occasionally, I run of of things to chat with my infant about. So I dig into my childhood memories for stories or songs to share. But I don't quite remember the stories, so I improvise.
Three Billy Goats were hungry and they ran out of grass on their side of the river, so they had to cross a bridge (clip clop clip clop), but there was this mean troll who was going to eat them! And some stuff happened and they outsmarted the troll, and then they lived happily ever after.
These stories will not fly once he actually knows what is going on, so I looked up the real plot of this story (according to Wikipedia). It's so lame, you guys. The smallest goat goes first, and is like "oh, don't waste your time on me, my medium sized goat friend is coming across next." and then the medium one is like "better save your appetite for the biggest one!" and then the biggest one just comes and kicks the troll off the bridge. But the troll doesn't die, he just stops bothering bridge-crossers.
Why didn't the big one just go first? There was no need for a story! And would the troll really leave everyone alone after being kicked by a goat? Does anyone else remember this story with a more clever plot?
Skirt: Gap Factory