Then he got his second wind, and was just beginning to wonder if he had a third when he saw in front of him a wide, shining white road stretching away, and away, and away. So he took to walking, and he walked, and walked, and walked, till he came to a tall, shining white house with a wide white doorstep.
And on the doorstep stood a great big woman with a black porridge-pot in her hand. Now Jack, having had no supper, was hungry as a hunter, and when he saw the porridge-pot he said quite politely:. Now Jack was not a bit of a coward, and when he wanted a thing he generally got it, so he said cheerful-like:.
But he had hardly finished the great bowl of porridge and milk she gave him when the whole house began to tremble and quake. It was the ogre coming home! Jack could see him through the little peep-hole slide at the top where the steam came out. He was a big one for sure.
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He had three sheep strung to his belt, and these he threw down on the table. I hope the oven's hot? Better boil them. So she set to work to boil them; but the ogre began sniffing about the room. Then he frowned horribly and began the real ogre's rhyme:. Be he alive, or be he dead, I'll grind his bones to make my bread. Come, eat your breakfast, there's a good ogre! So the ogre ate his three sheep, and when he had done he went to a big oaken chest and took out three big bags of golden pieces.
These he put on the table, and began to count their contents while his wife cleared away the breakfast things. And by and by his head began to nod, and at last he began to snore, and snored so loud that the whole house shook. Then Jack nipped out of the oven and, seizing one of the bags of gold, crept away, and ran along the straight, wide, shining white road as fast as his legs would carry him till he came to the beanstalk. He couldn't climb down it with the bag of gold, it was so heavy, so he just flung his burden down first, and, helter-skelter, climbed after it.
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And when he came to the bottom, there was his mother picking up gold pieces out of the garden as fast as she could; for, of course, the bag had burst. It's been rainin' gold! Then he turned to look for the beanstalk; but, lo and behold! So he knew, then, it was all real magic. After that they lived happily on the gold pieces for a long time, and the bed-ridden father got all sorts of nice things to eat; but, at last, a day came when Jack's mother showed a doleful face as she put a big yellow sovereign into Jack's hand and bade him be careful marketing, because there was not one more in the coffer.
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After that they must starve. That night Jack went supperless to bed of his own accord. If he couldn't make money, he thought, at any rate he could eat less money. It was a shame for a big boy to stuff himself and bring no grist to the mill. Hey, presto! Another bean had grown in the night, and Jack was up it like a lamp-lighter before you could say knife. This time he didn't take nearly so long climbing until he reached the straight, wide, white road, and in a trice he found himself before the tall white house, where on the wide white steps the ogre's wife was standing with the black porridge-pot in her hand.
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And this time Jack was as bold as brass. I believe you are the same boy. So the ogre's wife, who was dreadfully curious, gave him a big bowl full of porridge; but before he had half finished it he heard the ogre coming—. This time Jack saw through the steam peep-hole that the ogre had three fat calves strung to his belt. Roast these trifles for my breakfast! Why, you'd have to wait hours before they were done!
I'll broil them—see how bright the fire is! And then he began sniffing and calling out:. Be he alive, or be he dead , I'll grind his bones to make my bread. I want to see gold. So the ogre's wife brought him a great big black hen with a shiny red comb. She plumped it down on the table and took away the breakfast things. Then the ogre said to the hen, "Lay! Jack could hardly believe his eyes, and made up his mind that he would have that hen, come what might. So, when the ogre began to doze, he just out like a flash from the oven, seized the hen, and ran for his life!
But, you see, he reckoned without his prize; for hens, you know, always cackle when they leave their nests after laying an egg, and this one set up such a scrawing that it woke the ogre.
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How Jack got down the beanstalk he never knew. It was all wings, and leaves, and feathers, and cacklings; but get down he did, and there was his mother wondering if the sky was going to fall! But the very moment Jack touched ground he called out, "Lay! So every one was satisfied; and from that moment everybody had everything that money could buy. For, whenever they wanted anything, they just said, "Lay! But Jack began to wonder if he couldn't find something else besides money in the sky. Just this once. Just this once and no more, I promise.
Please let me get away with it just this once. Tobey wants a better life — for him and for Callie Rose. He wants nothing to do with the violent gangs that rule the world he lives in.
But when he's offered the chance to earn some extra money, how much could it hurt to just this once say 'yes'? She knows about terrible mistakes, and violence and family feuds, and the fierce divide between Noughts and Crosses. Malorie Blackman has drawn together some of the finest of today's writers and poets to contribute to this important anthology.
Their short stories and poems sit alongside first-hand accounts of slavery from freed slaves, making a fascinating and absorbing collection that remembers and commemorates one of the most brutal and long-lasting inflictions of misery that human beings have inflicted upon other human beings.
Matilda Wormwood's father thinks she's a little scab. Matilda's mother spends all afternoon playing bingo. And Matilda's headmistress Miss Trunchbull? Well, she's the worst of all. She is a big bully, who thinks all her pupils are rotten and locks them in the dreaded Chokey.
As for Matilda, she's an extraordinary little girl with a magical mind - and now she's had enough.
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