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<strong>The</strong><br />

porridge pot<br />

Once upon a time, a little girl lived with<br />

her mother in a small village. <strong>The</strong>y were<br />

very poor and hungry. One day, they had<br />

nothing left to eat, so the little girl went to<br />

the forest to find some berries and nuts.<br />

<strong>The</strong> girl couldn’t find any food. Upset, she<br />

sat down and cried. Just then, she heard a<br />

crackly old voice asking her what was wrong. She looked up to see an<br />

old lady with a hairy mole on her face. She was wearing a big, dark coat<br />

and pink, fluffy slippers. <strong>The</strong> little girl told her what was wrong.<br />

<strong>The</strong> old lady reached into her coat and took out a small black pot. She<br />

gave it to the girl and said, ‘Here, take this. It is a magic pot. Put it on the<br />

fire and say, “Boil, little pot, boil”, and you will have hot porridge. When<br />

the pot is full, you must say, “Stop, little pot, stop!”, and it will stop cooking.<br />

Don’t forget these words!’<br />

<strong>The</strong> little girl thanked her and ran home to show her mother. <strong>The</strong>y put it on<br />

the fire and said the words. <strong>The</strong>ir eyes widened as the pot made delicious<br />

hot porridge! When the pot was full, the girl said, ‘Stop, little pot, stop!’ And<br />

it did! So, for a long time, the little girl and her mother had enough food<br />

to eat.<br />

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One day, while the girl was visiting her grandma, her mother got hungry.<br />

She decided to make some—you guessed it—porridge! ‘Boil, little pot, boil’,<br />

the mother said, and soon the pot was full. But she could not remember<br />

the magic words to stop the pot cooking. Porridge bubbled over the rim<br />

of the pot and onto the floor. ‘No more, little pot, no more!’ she said, but<br />

the pot kept on cooking. Soon, a river of gooey porridge oozed out the<br />

door, into the street and over paths, bushes and even small children.<br />

When the little girl got back, she quickly said the magic words and the<br />

pot stopped cooking. By that time the villagers were having swimming<br />

races in the porridge! Everyone had to eat a lot of porridge before they<br />

could get back into their homes!<br />

R.I.C. Publications ® <strong>Comprehension</strong> box 1 (117)<br />

Prim-Ed Publishing

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