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Tuesday 30 June 2015

Jack and The Giants Point of view story

This is a story from the Giants point of view means that he is trying to convince you that he's not the baddy actually but Jack is the baddy stealing his stuff and scabbing of him. This is what we were focusing on this week and last week. Jack & the Beanstalk: I’m sure everyone has heard of the Story of Jack & the beanstalk. But here’s the real story. During my sleep, my darling wife was making me some breakfast. Then all of a sudden she heard a knock on the door, she got to the door and opened it, she saw a little boy named Jack, he said “I am hungry, do you have any food?” the wife said “yes, I got cheese,bread and a jug of milk”. When I woke up, I heard my Wife saying to little boy “Hurry quick hide”. I said ‘Fe Fi Fo Fum I smell the blood of an englishman” What you smell” said my wife “is the twenty chops I fried for your breakfast” said my wife. Then off my wife went and I ate my breakfast. As I finished I went and sat down in the chair and I took out my money bag that was full of gold and I started counting it out and then eventually I fell asleep, then that little cheeky boy came and stole my money. The next morning that little boy came and knocked on the door and my wife opened the door, she looked it was that boy again she gave him Bread, cheese and a mug of milk. Then I came stomping up to the Kitchen “THOMP THOMP THOMP”. My Wife said “Hurry QUICK HIDE”. Then I said “Fe Fi Fo Fum I smell the blood of an Englishman”.”What you smell” said my Wife “is the twenty sausages I cooked for your breakfast” and off she went. After that I went and sat down in my chair and got my hen out I said “Lay” and the hen laid a golden egg. Then the giant nod his head, and he snored again and the house shook. Then Jack tip-toed out of the oven and reached out to the hen. As I woke up the golden hen was gone so I said “My wife, my wife, what have you done with my golden hen?” my wife replied “Why my dear?” but that was all Jack heard for he rushed off before I had catched him and gobbled him all up. He sprinted down the beanstalk as if the house was on fire. When Jack got home he showed his mother the golden hen. The next morning, he climbed, climbed and climbed till he got to the top of the beanstalk. But this time he hid behind the bush till my wife comes out. Then he creped into the house. “Fe Fi Fo Fum I smell the blood of an englishman” as I replied. My wife said “What you smell is the bacon I cooked for your breakfast this morning”. Then I ate my breakfast after I took my golden harp out and said “Sing” it sang beautiful,soft and sweet music and the I felt asleep. When Jack took his harp the golden harp said “Master I am been kidnapped” and I woke up and ran after that little boy Jack, when I almost got him he called out to his mum “Mother get the axe” and the mother sprinted as fast as she could to grab the axe and gave it to Jack, and then he cutted the beanstalk down and the giant fell down dead on the ground. It was so sad for me but that little cheeky peaky boy will pay for this!! The End Created by Ana Hingano

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