Three Billy Goats Gruff
Remember your Lady bird stories? Well I found one of them on table mountain!! And it occurred to me that this was the happily ever after at the end of the story …
Here is their story … the story of the 3 billy goats. There was no grass left for them to eat near to where they lived, so they had to cross a river to get to a meadow or hillside on the other side of the stream in order to eat and get fat.
To do so, they had to cross a bridge, under which lived a fearsome troll who ate anyone who passed that way. The smallest billy goat was the first to cross and was immediately stopped by the troll who threatened to “gobble him up!” The little goat convinced him to wait for the bigger billy goat to come across because he was larger and more gratifying as a feast. The greedy troll agreed and let the smallest goat cross.
The middle goat saw that the youngest one had crossed and reached the conclusion that the bridge was safe after all, but was also stopped by the troll and given the same threat. The second billy goat was allowed to cross as well after he told the troll to wait for the biggest billy goat because he would have the most meat.
The third billy goat then gets on the bridge, and was stopped by the hungry troll. When the troll got up on the bridge however, the third billy goat was so big, that he easily threw the troll into the stream with his horns and crossed the bridge. From then on the bridge was safe, and all three goats were able to go to the rich fields around the summer farm in the hills. They all lived happily ever after.
The troll however was never seen again.