Classic fairy tales and bedtime stories
The Golden Goose
Once upon a time, in a sunny little village, there lived a kind and cheerful boy named Sam. Sam wasn’t very strong or very smart, but he had a big heart and always helped others—whether it was carrying Mrs. Peabody’s groceries or fixing Farmer Joe’s squeaky gate. Everyone liked Sam, but they often teased him for being a ‘simpleton.’ Sam didn’t mind; he just kept smiling and doing good wherever he could.
One day, Sam decided to go into the woods to gather firewood for his family. As he was chopping away, he heard a strange rustling sound behind him. When he turned around, there stood a little man with a pointy hat and a beard as fluffy as a cloud. "Hello, young man," said the little man. "You’ve been so kind to everyone in your village. How about I give you a gift?"
Sam scratched his head and smiled. "Sure, but I don’t need much. Just enough firewood to keep my family warm!" The little man chuckled and pointed to a tree glowing with golden leaves. "Cut down that tree, and you’ll find something even better than firewood." Sam shrugged, took his axe, and chopped down the magical tree. Inside, he found a goose with feathers as shiny and golden as the sun.
The little man winked. "This goose isn’t just beautiful—it’s magical! Take care of it, and you’ll see." Before Sam could say thank you, the little man disappeared in a puff of glittery smoke. Sam scratched his head again and decided to take the golden goose home.
On his way back to the village, Sam stopped at an inn for some water. The innkeeper’s daughter spotted the goose and gasped. "Is that real gold?" she asked, her eyes wide. Sam nodded, and the curious girl reached out to touch it. But as soon as her hand made contact with the goose, she stuck fast to it like glue! "Oh no! Help!" she cried.
The innkeeper came running and tried to pull his daughter free, but as soon as he touched her, he got stuck too! One by one, curious villagers came to see what the fuss was about—and each one who touched the goose stuck to the growing line of people. By the time Sam reached his house, there was a parade of villagers trailing behind him, all stuck together like a giant human chain.
Sam’s mother laughed so hard tears rolled down her cheeks. "What a sight!" she said. "You’d better take that goose to the king. He loves funny things." Sam agreed and marched off to the palace, with the stuck villagers waddling behind like a silly train.
The king was delighted. "This is the funniest thing I’ve ever seen!" he roared with laughter. "Young man, you’ve brought great joy to my kingdom today. What can I give you in return?"
Sam thought for a moment. "Just let my family live happily ever after," he said.
And so it was. The king made sure Sam’s family was always cared for, the golden goose became famous across the land, and everyone eventually got unstuck. Sam kept smiling and helping others, because that’s what he loved to do.
And from that day on, people in the village stopped calling him a ‘simpleton.’ Instead, they called him Sam the Lucky. After all, kindness has a way of turning simple things into golden ones.
One day, Sam decided to go into the woods to gather firewood for his family. As he was chopping away, he heard a strange rustling sound behind him. When he turned around, there stood a little man with a pointy hat and a beard as fluffy as a cloud. "Hello, young man," said the little man. "You’ve been so kind to everyone in your village. How about I give you a gift?"
Sam scratched his head and smiled. "Sure, but I don’t need much. Just enough firewood to keep my family warm!" The little man chuckled and pointed to a tree glowing with golden leaves. "Cut down that tree, and you’ll find something even better than firewood." Sam shrugged, took his axe, and chopped down the magical tree. Inside, he found a goose with feathers as shiny and golden as the sun.
The little man winked. "This goose isn’t just beautiful—it’s magical! Take care of it, and you’ll see." Before Sam could say thank you, the little man disappeared in a puff of glittery smoke. Sam scratched his head again and decided to take the golden goose home.
On his way back to the village, Sam stopped at an inn for some water. The innkeeper’s daughter spotted the goose and gasped. "Is that real gold?" she asked, her eyes wide. Sam nodded, and the curious girl reached out to touch it. But as soon as her hand made contact with the goose, she stuck fast to it like glue! "Oh no! Help!" she cried.
The innkeeper came running and tried to pull his daughter free, but as soon as he touched her, he got stuck too! One by one, curious villagers came to see what the fuss was about—and each one who touched the goose stuck to the growing line of people. By the time Sam reached his house, there was a parade of villagers trailing behind him, all stuck together like a giant human chain.
Sam’s mother laughed so hard tears rolled down her cheeks. "What a sight!" she said. "You’d better take that goose to the king. He loves funny things." Sam agreed and marched off to the palace, with the stuck villagers waddling behind like a silly train.
The king was delighted. "This is the funniest thing I’ve ever seen!" he roared with laughter. "Young man, you’ve brought great joy to my kingdom today. What can I give you in return?"
Sam thought for a moment. "Just let my family live happily ever after," he said.
And so it was. The king made sure Sam’s family was always cared for, the golden goose became famous across the land, and everyone eventually got unstuck. Sam kept smiling and helping others, because that’s what he loved to do.
And from that day on, people in the village stopped calling him a ‘simpleton.’ Instead, they called him Sam the Lucky. After all, kindness has a way of turning simple things into golden ones.