Tuesday, November 17, 2009

English Text 1 - Narrative Text

Three Games for Gold

Once upon a time, there was a young man called Jack who lived with his poor mother on a poor valley. One day, his mother grew tired of Jack's laziness and told him to go down to the town to get a job. So, he made him some sandwiches and gave him all the money she had left to buy a suit.

"Don't go into that pub on the way," she told him as he was leaving. So, Jack went into town to look for a job. After half an hour, he passed by the pub. He thought him self, "Well, a quick drink will do no harm," and so he went into the pub. one drink led to another...

He woke up at midnight in a field at the edge of town. He was penniless, and he had the worst hangover he could imagine. Feeling cold and sick, he decided to go home and face his angry mother.

He followed the river through the woods. The forest got thicker and darker and it was difficult for him to see. Suddenly, he heard music coming through the trees. It was the sound of violin. jack followed the sound until he came to a cave. He slowly and carefully entered the cave, following the sound of the music.

As he entered the cave, Jack saw a fire ahead. On one side, to Jack's delight, he saw a pile of god coin. But to Jack's horror, standing on the other side was the Devil himself, playing the violin.

"Welcome, Jack," said the Devil. "I've been expecting you."

"Why?" asked Jack nervously.

"Because all lazy boys end up dancing to my music," said the Devil, grinning. "Here is my bargain. We will play three games of your choie. If you beat me at any game, thi pile of gold coins is yours. If you lose, your soul is mine! Name your game..."

Jack chose poker. He played well, but the Devil had the best cards, and Jak soon lost.

"You have two aes lleft," laughed the Devil, "Name your game..."

Jack thought quickly.

"Let's play a game called copy cat," said Jack. "You have to copy what I do. If you can't, you lose."

"What can you do that I can't?" laughed the Devil.

Jack smiles. He took off a shoe. He stuck his foot into the pile of gold coins, took out a coin between two toes and held up to see.

The Devil looked down at his hooves. He paused, then laughed.

"Well done, Jack," he said quietly. "The gold is yours." And with that the Devil disappeared, leaving Jack with the gold.

And that's how Jack returned home a rich man. His mother never believe how he got it.

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