BR 2-06: The Billy Goats Gruff

I read "The Billy Goats Gruff". I'll tell you this story.
Main characters is three billy goats. Their each name is Beanie, Bertie and Biffer. Biffer was the oldest and Beanie was the youngest. They lived on a farm, in the shadow of a mountain. They were brothers and their last name was Gruff.
One winter, there was very little food on the farm. Then Biffer thought... they just have to cross the Rushing River. Beritie looked terrified, because that's where the Terrible Troll lives. "Don't be silly," Biffer said.

The Billy Goats Gruff spent a week preparing for their adventure. Then they learned to climb up hills skill. At last, the Billy Goats Gruff were ready to set off. All the other farm animals came to say goodbye. Bertie and Beanie were still dreaming of the Juicy Fields as they left the farm. Suddenly, the billy goatds stopped and listened. They strained their ears... and heard a thumping sound. But there is a only lop-eared rabbit. He names Buffy.

Meanwhile, Berite was wandering alone through the forest. He had lost Beanie in the mist and he didn't know which way to go. Beanie had been luckier. He had found the path that ran straight through the forest.

Next to the bridge was a big wooden sign. His hooves went clippety-clop, clippety-clop over the bridge. But as he reached the middle of the river... a large, green hand smashed through the wooden planks and grabbed Beanie's leg. Beanie's eyes bulged with terror. There, crouched under the bridge, was a fat and warty troll. "Please don't eat me," cried Beanie. Shaking with fear, Beanie wobbled off the bridge and went to hide in some bushes. "I hope bertie can save himself," he thouoght. Bertie arrived soon after and trotted onto the bridge-clappety-clop-bonk, clappety-clop-bonk. bertie peered over the bridge, and gulped. Troll is real hungry. At last, Biffer came out of the forest. When he spotted his brothers on the other side of the river, he raced to the bank. But Beanie and Bertie cried, "STOP! There's a troll under the bridge." It was too late. Biffer was already crossing. His heavy hooves went clunkety-clop, clunkety-clop and the bridge strained under his weight. Biffer lowered his head and caught the troll on his horns. The troll landed with an enormous SPLASH.

He sank under the water and was never seen again.
Now, at last, we're free.

(Reference)
Biagham, J. (2004). The Billy Goats Gruff. America: Usborne Publishing Ltd.


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