Bedtime stories : The classics

So my son has turned one and a half and well, its time to bring out the bedtime stories. Upon realising this, I also came to the realisation that I had no clue how these stories actually went. So I decided to share a few, today’s story is Goldilocks and the Three Bears. I have provided the children’s tale as well as the summary of the original tale. Let me know what you think. 

The Story of Goldilocks and the Three Bears

Once upon a time, there was a little girl named Goldilocks.  She  went for a walk in the forest.  Pretty soon, she came upon a house.  She knocked and, when no one answered, she walked right in.

At the table in the kitchen, there were three bowls of porridge.  Goldilocks was hungry.  She tasted the porridge from the first bowl.

“This porridge is too hot!” she exclaimed.
So, she tasted the porridge from the second bowl.
“This porridge is too cold,” she said
So, she tasted the last bowl of porridge.
“Ahhh, this porridge is just right,” she said happily and she ate it all up.

After she’d eaten the three bears’ breakfasts she decided she was feeling a little tired.  So, she walked into the living room where she saw three chairs.  Goldilocks sat in the first chair to rest her feet.

“This chair is too big!” she exclaimed.
So she sat in the second chair
“This chair is too big, too!” she whined.
So she tried the last and smallest chair.
“Ahhh, this chair is just right,” she sighed.  But just as she settled down into the chair to rest, it broke into pieces!

Goldilocks was very tired by this time, so she went upstairs to the bedroom.  She lay down in the first bed, but it was too hard.  Then she lay in the second bed, but it was too soft.  Then she lay down in the third bed and it was just right.  Goldilocks fell asleep.
As she was sleeping, the three bears came home.

“Someone’s been eating my porridge,” growled the Papa bear.
“Someone’s been eating my porridge,” said the Mama bear.
“Someone’s been eating my porridge and they ate it all up!” cried the Baby bear.
“Someone’s been sitting in my chair,” growled the Papa bear.
“Someone’s been sitting in my chair,” said the Mama bear.
“Someone’s been sitting in my chair and they’ve broken it all to pieces,” cried the Baby bear.

They decided to look around some more and when they got upstairs to the bedroom,

Papa bear growled, “Someone’s been sleeping in my bed,”
“Someone’s been sleeping in my bed, too” said the Mama bear
“Someone’s been sleeping in my bed and she’s still there!” exclaimed Baby bear.
Just then, Goldilocks woke up and saw the three bears.  She screamed, “Help!”  And she jumped up and ran out of the room.  Goldilocks ran down the stairs, opened the door, and ran away into the forest.  And she never returned to the home of the three bears.

Adapted from:

The moral of this children’s story

“Goldilocks and the Three Bears” uses repetition to impress upon the reader how much destruction is caused by Goldilocks entering the bears’ home without permission. Although she intends to simply look around, Goldilocks is soon tempted by what she finds. In the bears’ home, she tries two bowls of porridge before choosing to consume the entire third bowl. She next sits in each of the three chairs, eventually breaking the chair she likes best. Likewise, Goldilocks tests each of the three beds to find the one she likes best.

The repetition of three actions repeated three times each enforces the moral lesson that social rule breaking, such as trespassing, has consequences and highlights the difficulties of and need for self control. Although Goldilocks does not apologize to the bears after they return home and find her sleeping in one of the beds, she is greatly frightened and runs out of the house quickly. The consequence of Goldilocks’ actions is further reinforced by the description of the anger and sadness of the bears.

In the end, Goldilocks learns her lesson and decides not to wander alone in the forest again, the situation that tempted her to enter the bears’ home in the first place.

Moral adapted from:

The original story

The original tale tells of an ugly, old woman who enters the forest home of three bachelor bears whilst they are away. She sits in their chairs, eats some of their porridge and falls asleep in one of their beds. When the bears return and discover her, she starts up, jumps from the window, and is never seen again. The other major version brings Goldilocks to the tale (replacing the old woman), and an even later version retained Goldilocks, but has the three bachelor bears transformed into Papa, Mama, and Baby Bear.

Adapted from: wikipedia


My wedding weekend has come and gone and suprisingly it was amazing!! 

I expected a lot of drama and a lot of fuss. I expected my mother to show how dissatisfied she was with the whole setup. I mean she was against this from the beginning right? But I noticed that her getting a chance to get all dolled up really changed her mood.

My wedding went off fantastically! To me our wedding brought together both our families again. We can all at least be cordial to each other again. My heart is so happy. 

I expected my sister in law to turn up, at least to make her brothers heart happy but unfortunately she did not. I dont know how people can have so much hate in their heart towards someone who was there for you in your time of need. Anyway even though we dont get a long I hope she comes around soon because I dont like something like this hanging over my husbands life.

I’m appreciating every moment with my kids but I am beginning to feel a lack of purpose. There was a job that was to come up but unfortunately it fell through. So now I am stuck doing paperwork for my husband but doing nothing for me. 

I’m hoping for a successful ongoing job soon. Pray for me. 


I am thinking of giving up blogging. I mean, who reads this blog anyway?

My wedding is 2 weeks away!! I can’t believe it!! I really am feeling every emotion in this whole world! Things are changing and positivity and happiness is floating in the air. Recently, I’ve been feeling very emotional. I don’t know why, but it’s been happening.

There’s a sudden positivity within me. Everything is suddenly so amazing and life is so wonderful that I’ve been sitting back and counting my blessings. It doesn’t matter that my life has it’s problems, it somehow just seems so great anyway. I figure that I am changing, or maybe growing up? Maybe parenting and age are finally working together to create a better me. But whatever it is, I Love It.

Thinking about the way I feel makes me feel like my sister in law (my brother in laws wife) is the influence. But I can’t really say. Anyway, if I am happy, why am I even questioning it?

In 2 weeks, sindhoor will be on my forehead. No one knows how happy I will be. I will be taking my vows around the holy fire with God as my witness and my husband will make me his by putting sindhoor on my forehead.

 At the moment, I feel like one of those people that I generally envy. You know, those people who always have an inspirational quote on hand, smile on their face and who seem to be the happiest person in the whole world. We all know someone like that and they tend to show themselves when you’re at an all time low and instead of having someone who is going to show off how amazing their life is, you need someone who is just going to sit and be a loser with you. 

 I suppose I may be as annoying as that right now, telling you all these things but I seem to be bursting at the seams with things to say and no one to say it to.

I am excited for the new opportunities that life has presented us with. It has hit me again that patience and determination both work hand in hand. Not forgetting Gods guiding hands on our lives. Many people give thanks to God, and so do I. But I have yo give thanks to my God, which is my Father. I have never met another soul like him. He is truly the worlds best father.


Welcome back to blogging? 

So I haven’t blogged in a while. I guess you could call it a small technology break. With 4 weekends to go, I have purchased my wedding sari. Its beautiful. My husband helped pick it out.

I am really excited about my wedding. It means alot for me to do this traditionally. I have always been a traditional girl so this means alot to finally get it done.

I feel at this point in my life, I need to reflect on all things. I feel like I am standing still and all the scenes of my life are passing me by. There are 3 days in my life that I have not yet forgotten. 

Beautiful day #01

The day my husband came to meet me for the first time after many years. He has always been handsome and I have never been pretty. I was scared to meet him. But I never took such a risk for any person before. My parents went out grocery shopping and my husband came around looking for my house. I met him with old clothes and torn jeans, my hair an entire mess, fading nail polish and bare foot. He hugged me and greeted me. A while into his visit he asked me a question that stopped my heart. He asked if he could kiss me. I found that so sweet. I will never forget that day. 

Beautiful day #02

Giving birth to my baby boy. My husband supported me through the whole thing and then there came my baby boy. He was so perfect! I can never forget what I went through to have him and yet it was such a beautiful experience. 

Beautiful day #03

Giving birth to my baby girl. My husband gave me the strength to do it without any pain medication. When she arrived, she too was perfect. It was a wonderful experience. 

This life is a joy because of these three days. 

Don’t forget our family business..

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Toothless smiles

Just a little while ago, I was very upset. In fact, I was upset to the point of tears. I was home alone with my 4 month old and everyone was gone out, even my 1 year old son! Alone, with no friends to call, I began feeling depressed. Why am I the one sitting at home with nothing to do?

I began to cry.

Then, I began to pack as tomorrow I was leaving with the kids to join my husband. I didn’t quiet finish pack, when my daughter woke up. She is beautiful and full of smiles for mummy. I was still very upset. I needed to put some movies on a thumb drive for my son to watch when he got home later, so I fetched it and plugged it in. My little girl started to fuss for milk.

Then, I dimmed the lights, got the milk and decided to sit in my bedroom, snuggle in the warm with my darling, feed her and watch a movie. A girls night.

My first girls night with my baby girl. How fun! I don’t know why I didn’t think of it that way. Yes, I know she’s 4 months but its still special to me. Its the first of many girls nights that we will spend together.

I can’t wait until the time she grows a little more and then we can have popcorn and I can do her hair and paint her nails. It will be so much more fun and so very very special.

At first, I thought tonight wasn’t a good idea but I realised that it was a great thing. It turned out to be such a blessing. Spending time with my baby doll, is so precious.

This beautiful toothless smile is what my heart beats for.

Another one, please!

I want another one!

I want to be pregnant again. I miss having a little human inside my stomach. 

I was born for this.

I was born to be a mum. That’s my identity. This is something that makes my heart content.That moment when its all over in the delivery room and the nurse takes the baby and puts him or her on your chest, thats the best moment in the whole world.

Crazy, huh?

I went through so much of troubles with both my pregnancies. I was in and out of hospital, I was an emotional wreck and I was really sick but I’m asking for it again. I know its crazy but its what I want.

Kisses, laughs and hugs

The best kisses, the best giggles and the best hugs comes from the light of my life. My children. Its because of this that I would do it again and again and again. 

Children are the God’s biggest blessing . No need to frighten me with terrible twos and all the other trials and tribulations that come with having kids because I don’t care! My children are my strength and with them I can take on anything, even if it is them lol.

I want kids! Lots and lots of kids!