English Traditional
There was once a
boy called Jack who was brave and
quick-witted. He lived with his mother in a small cottage
and their most valuable possession was their cow, Milky-White. But the
day came when Milky-White gave them no milk and Jack's mother said she
must be sold.
"Take her to market," she told Jack, "and mind you get a good price for her."
So Jack set out to market leading
Milky-White by her halter. After a while he sat down to rest by the side
of the road. An old man came by and Jack told him where he was going.
"Don't bother to go to the market,"
the old man said. "Sell your cow to me. I
will pay you well. Look at these beans. Only plant them, and overnight
you will find you have the finest bean plants in all the world. You'll
be better offwith these beans than with an old cow or money. Now, how
many is five, Jack?"
"Two in each hand and one in your mouth," replied Jack, as sharp as a needle.
"Right you are, here are five beans," said the old man and he handed the beans to Jack and took Milky-White's halter.
When he reached home, his mother said, "Back so soon, Jack? Did you get a good price for Milky-White?"
Jack told her how he had exchanged the cow
for five beans and before he could finish his account, his mother
started to shout and box his ears. "You lazy good-for-nothing boy!" she
screamed, "How could you hand over our cow for five old beans? What will
we live on now? We shall starve to death, you stupid boy."
She flung the beans through the open window and sent Jack to bed without his
supper.
When Jack woke the next morning there was a
strange green light in his room. All he could see from, the window was
green leaves. A huge beanstalk had shot up overnight. It grew higher
than he could see. Quickly Jack got dressed and stepped out of the
window right onto the beanstalk and started to climb.
"The old man said the beans would grow overnight," he thought. "They must indeed be very special beans."
Higher and higher Jack climbed until at
last he reached the top and found himselfon a strange road. Jack
followed it until he came to a great castle where he could smell the
most delicious breakfast. Jack was hungry. It had been a long climb and
he had had nothing to eat since midday the day before. Just as he
reached the door of the castle he nearly tripped over the feet of an
enormous woman.
"Here, boy," she called. "What are you
doing? Don't you know my husband likes to eat boys for breakfast? It's
lucky I have already fried up some bacon and mushrooms for him today, or
I'd pop you in the frying pan. He can eat you tomorrow, though."
"Oh, please don't let him eat me," pleaded Jack. "I only came to ask you for a bite to eat. It smells so delicious."
Now the giant's wife had a kind heart and
did not really enjoy cooking boys for breakfast, so she gave Jack a
bacon sandwich. He was still eating it when the ground began to shake
with heavy footsteps, and a loud voice boomed: "Fee, Fi, Fo, Fum."
"Quick, hide!" cried the giant's wife and
she pushed Jack into the oven. "After breakfast, he'll fall asleep," she
whispered. "That is when you must creep away." She left the oven door
open a crack so that jack could see into the room. Again the terrible
rumbling voice came:
"Fee, Fi, Fo, Fum,
I smell the blood of an Englishman,
Be he alive or be he dead,
I'll grind his bones to make my bread."
A huge giant came into the room. "Boys, boys, I smell boys," he shouted. "Wife, have I got a boy for breakfast today?"
"No, dear," she said soothingly. "You have
got bacon and mushrooms. You must still be smelling the boy you ate last
week."
The giant sniffed the air suspiciously but at last sat
down. He wolfed his breakfast of bacon and mushrooms, drank a great
bucketful of steaming tea and crunched up a massive slice of toast. Then
he fetched a couple of bags of gold from a cupboard and started
counting gold coins. Before long he dropped off to sleep.
Carefully he picked up two gold coins and ran
as fast as he could to the top of the beanstalk. He threw the gold
clown to his mother's garden and climbed after it. At the bottom he
found his mother looking in amazement at the gold coins and the
beanstalk. Jack told her of his adventures in the giant's castle and
when she examined the gold she realized he must be speaking the truth.
Jack and his mother used the gold to buy
food. But the day came when the money ran out, and Jack decided to climb
the beanstalk again.
It was all the same as before, the long
climb, the road to the castle, the smell of breakfast and the giant's
wife. But she was not so friendly this time.
"Aren't you the boy who was here before," she asked, "on the day that some gold was stolen from under my husband's nose?"
But Jack convinced her she was wrong and in
time her heart softened again and she gave him some breakfast. Once
more as:ack was eating the ground shuddered and the great voice boomed:
"Tee, Fi, Fo, Fum." Quickly, ackjumped into the oven.
As he entered, the giant bellowed:
"Fee, Fi, Fo, Fum,
I smell the blood of cm Englishman,
Be he alive or be he dead,
I'll grind his bones to make my bread."
The giant's wife put a plate of sizzling
sausages before him, telling him he must be mistaken. After breakfast
the giant fetched a hen from a back room. Every time he said "Lay!" the
hen laid an egg of solid gold.
"I must steal that hen, if I can," thought Jack, and he waited until the giant fell
asleep. Then he slipped out of the oven, snotched up the and rim for
the top of the beanstalk. Keeping the hen under one arm, he scrambled
Jack and the Beanstalk
clown as fast as he could until he reached the bottom.
Jack's mother was waiting but she was not pleased when she saw the hen.
"Another of your silly ideas, is it,
bringing an old hen when you might have brought us some gold? I don't
know, what is to be done with you?"
Then jack set the hen down carefully, and
cornmanded "Lay!" just as the giant had done. To his mother's surprise
the hen laid an egg of solid gold.
Jack and his mother now lived in great luxury. But in time Jack became a little bored and decided to climb the beanstalk again.
This time he did not risk talking to the
giant's wife in case she recognized him. He slipped into the kitchen
when she was not looking, and hid himself in the log basket. He watched
the giant's wife prepare breakfast and then he heard the giant's roar:
"Fee, Fi, Fo, Fum,
I smell the blood of an Englishman,
Be he alive or be he dead,
I'll grind his bones to make my bread."
"If it's that cheeky boy who stole your
gold and our magic hen, then help you catch him," said the giant's wife.
"Why don't we look in the oven? It's my guess he'll be hiding there."
You may be sure that jack was glad he was
not in the oven. The giant and his wife hunted high and low but never
thought to look in the log basket. At last they gave up and the giant
sat down to breakfast.
After he had eaten, the giant fetched a
harp. When he commanded "Play!" the harp played the most beautiful
music. Soon the giant fell asleep, and jack crept out of the log basket.
Quickly he snatched up the harp and ran. But
the harp called out loudly, "Master, save me! Save me!" and
the giant woke. With a roar of rage he chased after Jack.
The giant followed, and now the whole
beanstalk shook and shuddered with his weight, and Jack feared for his
life. At last he reached the ground, and seizing an axe he chopped at
the beanstalk with all his might. Snap!
"Look out, mother!" he called as the giant
came tumbling clown, head first. He lay dead at their feet with the
beanstalk on the ground beside them. The harp was broken, but the hen
continued to lay golden eggs for Jack and his mother and they lived
happily and in great comfort for a long, long time.