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a
long time ago, in neverland, there live a very beautiful princess,
Snow White. The Queen was her stepmother. she was very jealous of her
beauty. So she wanted her to die. Snow White knew about the evil
plan. She escaped into a forest. There she made friends with seven
dwarfs.
The
queen turned Snow White into a witch. Snow white did not realize it.
the witch gave her a poisoned apple. As a result, Snow White was put
into sleep for years. Fortunately, in the end, Prince charming
revived her with a kiss. They lived together happily ever after.
The
Frog and the Crocodile
Once,
there was a frog who lived in the middle of a swamp. His entire
family had lived in that swamp for generations, but this particular
frog decided that he had had quite enough wetness to last him a
lifetime. He decided that he was going to find a dry place to live
instead.
The
only thing that separated him from dry land was a swampy, muddy,
swiftly flowing river. But the river was home to all sorts of
slippery, slittering snakes that loved nothing better than a good,
plump frog for dinner, so Frog didn't dare try to swim across.
So
for many days, the frog stayed put, hopping along the bank, trying to
think of a way to get across.
The
snakes hissed and jeered at him, daring him to come closer, but he
refused. Occasionally they would slither closer, jaws open to attack,
but the frog always leaped out of the way. But no matter how far
upstream he searched or how far downstream, the frog wasn't able to
find a way across the water.
He
had felt certain that there would be a bridge, or a place where the
banks came together, yet all he found was more reeds and water. After
a while, even the snakes stopped teasing him and went off in search
of easier prey.
The
frog sighed in frustration and sat to sulk in the rushes. Suddenly,
he spotted two big eyes staring at him from the water. The giant
log-shaped animal opened its mouth and asked him, "What are you
doing, Frog? Surely there are enough flies right there for a meal."
The
frog croaked in surprise and leaped away from the crocodile. That
creature could swallow him whole in a moment without thinking about
it! Once he was a satisfied that he was a safe distance away, he
answered. "I'm tired of living in swampy waters, and I want to
travel to the other side of the river. But if I swim across, the
snakes will eat me."
The
crocodile harrumphed in agreement and sat, thinking, for a while.
"Well, if you're afraid of the snakes, I could give you a ride
across," he suggested.
"Oh
no, I don't think so," Frog answered quickly. "You'd eat me
on the way over, or go underwater so the snakes could get me!"
"Now
why would I let the snakes get you? I think they're a terrible
nuisance with all their hissing and slithering! The river would be
much better off without them altogether! Anyway, if you're so worried
that I might eat you, you can ride on my tail."
The
frog considered his offer. He did want to get to dry ground very
badly, and there didn't seem to be any other way across the river. He
looked at the crocodile from his short, squat buggy eyes and wondered
about the crocodile's motives. But if he rode on the tail, the croc
couldn't eat him anyway. And he was right about the snakes--no
self-respecting crocodile would give a meal to the snakes.
"Okay,
it sounds like a good plan to me. Turn around so I can hop on your
tail."
The
crocodile flopped his tail into the marshy mud and let the frog climb
on, then he waddled out to the river. But he couldn't stick his tail
into the water as a rudder because the frog was on it -- and if he
put his tail in the water, the snakes would eat the frog. They
clumsily floated downstream for a ways, until the crocodile said,
"Hop onto my back so I can steer straight with my tail."
The frog moved, and the journey smoothed out.
From
where he was sitting, the frog couldn't see much except the back of
Crocodile's head. "Why don't you hop up on my head so you can
see everything around us?" Crocodile invited.
"But
I don't want to see anything else," the frog answered, suddenly
feeling nervous.
"Oh,
come now. It's a beautiful view! Surely you don't think that I'm
going to eat you after we're halfway across. My home is in the
marsh-- what would be the point of swimming across the river full of
snakes if I didn't leave you on the other bank?"
Frog
was curious about what the river looked like, so he climbed on top of
Crocodile's head. The river looked almost pretty from this view. He
watched dragonflies darting over the water and smiled in anticipation
as he saw firm ground beyond the cattails. When the crocodile got
close enough, the frog would leap off his head towards freedom. He
wouldn't give the croc a chance to eat him.
"My
nose tickles," the crocodile complained suddenly, breaking into
the frog's train of thought. "I think there might be a fly
buzzing around it somewhere, or a piece of cattail fluff swept into
it while I was taking you across the river."
"I
don't see a fly," the frog said, peering at the crocodile's
green snout. It seemed odd that anything could tickle a crocodile
through it's thick skin.
"Would
you go check my nose for a piece of cattail fluff, then?" the
crocodile begged, twitching his nose. "I'm afraid I'll sneeze
and send you flying. I don't want to feed you to the snakes." A
tear seeped out of his eye, as if he was holding back a mighty
sneeze.
The
bank isn't too far, the frog thought. And it's the least he could do
to repay him for bringing him over. So he hopped onto the crocodile's
snout and checked the nostrils. Just a little closer, and he could
jump... "I don't see--" he began.
Just
then, with a terrific CHOMP! the frog disappeared. The crocodile
licked his lips in satisfaction and gave a tiny half-sneeze. "Good,
I feel much better already," he smiled, and turned around to go
back home.
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