and the Golden Goose
Old Man Kerr lived deep in the woods in a run down
log cabin with his three beautiful daughters: Mary Beth, Jessica and
Mary Beth, the oldest, never had time to do
anything but sit around and brush her hair.
Jessica, the second daughter, was always in a
hurry and let nothing get in her way.
Grace, the youngest daughter, was very kind and
considerate of others. She was always willing to help someone in need.
One Saturday morning, Old Man Kerr went to Mary
was sitting at her dressing table brushing her long blond hair and
said,"It is your turn to collect the honey from the bee hives."
"Not today," said Mary Beth. "Jason is coming over
later. I must brush my hair until it's silky and smooth."
"It is your turn and you must go," said her father. "There
will be plenty of time for you to get ready for Jason when you get
Mary Beth slammed the brush down on her dressing
table and stomped out of the room.
"You would not make Grace go if she had something
else to do even if it was her turn."
Out in the shed, Mary Beth gathered the buckets
to get the honey. As she walked down the narrow path towards the hives,
an old woman approached her.
"Good morning," said the old woman in a scratchy sounding
voice. "Would you be so kind as to help me thread this needle so I can
finish sewing this dress? I can not see very good these days."
"I have far too much to do," said Mary Beth
walking past the old woman.
"It is a special dress for a special girl," said the old woman."It is
for the wedding of a princess."
"Let her sew it herself," said Mary Beth. "I
simply do not have time."
"You are a foolish girl," the old woman screamed
frightening Mary Beth as she backed away from the crazy old woman. Not
looking where she was going, she backed right into the bee hives. In
seconds angry bees were swarming all over Mary Beth and stinging her.
She threw down her buckets and netting as she ran for home.
A little later that same day, Old Man Kerr went to
his second daughter, Jessica.
"Jessica," he said,"your sister Mary Beth has been
stung by bees. She is nursing her stings and will not be able to
collect the honey today."
"Now you want me to do it?" said Jessica. "I have
soccer practice. Why can not Grace do it?"
"We need honey," said Old Man Kerr."Grace ia a
bit young to go around a hive of angry bees."
"Fine," said Jessica kicking her soccer ball into
her closet. "I will do it, but I must hurry."
"Make sure you put on the protective netting
before you get close to the hives," said Old Man Kerr.
Jessica hurried along the same path that Mary
taken earlier. She found the buckets and the netting Mary Beth had
dropped. Remembering what her father had said, she put the netting on
right away. "Good morning," said the old woman to Jessica in her
"Who are you?" asked Jessica jumping back away
from the old woman. "Where did you come from?"
"I am an old woman in need of help," she said. "I
finish this dress for the wedding of a princess tomorrow and I can not
thread this needle. Could you please thread it for me?"
"Get some glasses," said Jessica, pushing past
woman. "I don't have time for any princess. Let me collect my honey and
be on my way."
"You selfish girl," the old woman said laughing.
As Jessica approached the bee hives, a strong wind blew off
her protective netting. The bees grew angry again at another unwanted
visitor approaching them. They swarmed around Jessica and started
stinging her. She threw down her empty buckets and ran for home.
The old lady laughed as she ran past her still
standing in the path with the dress in her hands.
Without honey to take to town to sell, the family
have no dinner that night. Old Man Kerr had no choice but to ask his
youngest daughter, Grace.
"Grace," said Old Man Kerr, "you are so young. I
like sending you out there with the bees so angry, but your sisters are
both now nursing their bee stings. You are the only one left. I would
go myself if it weren't for this bad leg."
"That is alright Father," said Grace. "I would not
anything to happen to you. I will be so quiet that the bees will not
even know I am there."
Grace skipped along the same path her sisters had
followed. She picked up the empty buckets and found the netting tangled
in a bush nearby. Then she saw an old woman sitting on a log.
She walked up to the old woman who was trying to thread her needle.
"You are having such a hard time with that," said Grace, " let me help
"Thank you so very much," the old woman said with
her eyes. "I cannot hardly see what I am doing. My eyes are old and
"I can thread it for you," said Grace, "and there
is not much more to sew on the dress. I will finish it for you."
Grace sat down on the log next to the old lady and
sewed the finishing touches on the dress.
"This is a beautiful dress," said Grace. "Who is
Grace looked around. The old woman was gone. Grace
dress and hung it over a nearby tree branch for the old woman to find
when she returned. The she went to gather the honey.
Next to the hives she found the purest white goose
she had ever seen with feathers trimmed in gold.
"My this is a mysterious day," said Grace. "Where
did you ever come from? I must find your owner."
Grace picked up the goose and carried it home
along with the honey she had gathered.
Mary Beth was sitting at her dressing table when
Grace passed by her door with the goose.
"Where is the honey?" said Mary Beth,"and what is
"The honey is on the kitchen table and this is a
goose I found by the hives," said Grace.
"Now we will have a delicious dinner," said Mary
will have to invite Jason to stay for dinner. Start cleaning that goose
"I am taking this goose to town to find its'
rightful owner," said Grace walking away.
"You are going to do no such thing," said Mary
Beth grabbing the goose.
"Let go," shouted Grace.
"I cannot let go," said Mary Beth. "I am stuck!"
"Stop pulling so hard," said Grace.
"What are you two doing," asked Jessica.
"Just put down your soccer ball and try to pull me
off," said Mary Beth.
Jessica grabbed hold of Mary Beth's waist and
"Pull harder," shouted Mary Beth and Grace
"I....I cannot," said Jessica. "Now I am stuck
"What is it with you two," said Grace. "Let go.
"What is all the commotion about," asked Old Man
"Well, Father," said Grace. "I found this goose and I want
to take it to town when we take the honey to find it's owner. Now Mary
Beth and Jessica are both saying they are stuck."
"We are," they shouted at the same time.
"This is quite funny," said Father chuckling out
loud. "Hold the goose tight while I pull on Jessica."
"Father,it is not working," said Jessica. "I am
"Now so am I," said Father. "What are we going to
"We are going to town to find the owner," said
Grace. "He will know what to do."
Grace started down the path to town to find the
owner. Following along behind her was her two sisters and her father.
As they walked along, they met a man and his young
"Look father," said the boy, "they are playing
follow the leader. I am going to play with them."
"No!" his father shouted but it was too late. The
boy was already stuck to his dad.
The boy had grabbed onto Old Man Kerrs' back and
was stuck. Grace not knowing the boy was stuck also continued onto to
"Come back with my son," the boys father shouted
as he ran
after them. When he caught up with them and tried to pull his son away,
he also became stuck.
On went Grace down the path towards town with her
her father, the young boy and the boys father all following along
As they approached the town, Grace saw it was
decorated for the wedding of the prince which was to take place the
very next day.
Grace looked around expecting the people to be
happy, but found they looked very sad.
"Why are you all so sad?" she asked a baker
outside his store. "Tomorrow is going to be such a wonderful
"Yes, tomorrow was to be a grand occasion," said
"I have a cake all prepared. Now the prince is very sad. He has not
found the princess he was searching for. She must be loving, honest and
willing to put others happiness before her own."
"She would be a very special person then," said
Grace. "That is sad and I hope he finds her soon."
"What have you there?" asks the baker.
"I am trying to find the owner of this goose. Do
you know who it belongs to?"
"To the prince," said the baker with a smile on
think the prince will be very happy to see you have found his golden
Grace started up the gold paved path to the
palace. As she
walked, more and more people joined in the line behind her with her
sisters, her father, the young boy and his dad. They were all suddenly
laughing and having a good time as they also became stuck to one
The prince, hearing the laughter of the towns
looked out his window. There he saw a line of people a mile long. He
walked out to greet them.
"Welcome," said the prince.
Grace bowed to the prince. "Are you the owner of
this beautiful goose?" she asked the prince.
"Yes," said the prince, "thank you for returning
her to me."
"Release us," chanted the crowd that had joined
Grace and the others as they walked through the town.
The prince took the goose from Grace. Once he did,
Beth, Jessica, Old Man Kerr, the young boy, his father and all the
towns people were set free.
"Now that my family and friends have been set
free, I must return home," said Grace.
"Thank you for setting them free."
"You cannot go just yet," said the prince. "My
mother, the queen, has something very special to give you."
"I am not seeking a reward for returning the
goose," said Grace to the queen.
"Tomorrow," said the queen, "is going to be the
magnificent wedding celebration this town has ever seen. I want you to
be a part of it."
"You are the old woman from the woods," said
Grace."You left before I could return the dress to you."
"The dress you finished is the dress you will be
wearing tomorrow," said the queen.
"Will you marry me?" asked the prince and the
queen handed Grace the wedding dress.
"I am not a princess," said Grace.
"Tomorrow you will be," said the prince. " You are
honest and put others happiness before your own. You are the one I have
been searching for."
The prince turned to the crowd and said," behold,
my new princess if she will have me."
"I will be honored," said Grace, "to be your wife.