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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