Once there was a lil girl named Goldilocks, who was much too curious.
One day, in the forest, she happened to notice a strange lil house. She knocked on the door, but there was no response, “what, nobody home?” she said, and opened the door.
On the table, she found 3 bowls of porridge. The largest one was too hot.
The medium sized one was not hot enough.
But the smallest one was just nice,
so she ate it all up.
Then she found 3 chairs. The largest one was too hard.
The medium sized one was too soft.
But the smallest one was just right. So she sat down in it..........
and broke it all to pieces.
Then she found 3 beds. The first was too hard.
The next was too soft.
But the last bed was comfortable as could be, so she lay down, and fell fast asleep.
Now, whatever she may have dreamt, she certainly did not dream dat the house belonged to 3 bears.
Soon, the bears came home from their morning walk.
“Someone’s been eating my porridge!” growled Papa bear.
“Someone’s been eating my porridge too!” muttered Mama bear.
“someone’s been eating my porridge.....
and has eaten it all up!” squeaked Baby bear.
Then, the bears decided to sit down.
“Someone’s been sitting in my chair!” growled Papa bear.
“Someone’s been sitting in my chair!” growled Mama bear.
“Someone’s been sitting in my chair too!” squeaked Baby bear.
“And it’s all broken all to pieces!”
Cautiously, the bears tiptoed into the bedroom.
“Someone’s been sleeping in my bed!” growled Papa bear.
“Someone’s been sleeping in my bed!” muttered Mama bear.
“Someone’s been sleeping in my bed too!” squeaked Baby bear.
“and just look – here she is!”
When Goldilocks heard the bears, she awoke with a terrible fright. She jumped out of bed, raced to the door and ran away as quickly as she could run.
After that, she was not quite so ready to go into strange houses, when nobody was home.
these are cubby holes where the headsets are stored..
Headset to listen to the MP3s..
1. Story of a child named Shrey Mom..in Cambodia.
2. Story of a child named John..in Malaysia.
3. Story of a child named Jothi ...in India.
*Gasps...i was stamped with HIV positive!
Segregation of HIV positive patients...that's to let one feel the type of discrimination one gets wen contracted by HIV...shunned by the society..like an outcast.
Made new friends as well..:)
