Once upon a time, in a peaceful valley, there was a small bridge over a wide, fast river. This bridge was old and fragile, but it was the only way to cross the river for many miles in any direction. It was barely wide enough for one person to walk on.
One sunny morning, two goats came towards the bridge from different sides. One came from the north, and the other came from the south. Both goats wanted to cross the bridge and reach the fresh, green fields on the other side.
As the goats started walking across, they saw each other in the middle of the bridge. However, neither goat wanted to move and let the other pass. They stared at each other, both too stubborn to give in.
After a few tense moments, the goats began to fight, pushing each other with their horns. The more they fought, the more the bridge shook under their weight. Their battle was intense, and they were determined to win.
But the narrow bridge couldn't handle their fight. With a loud noise, the wooden planks broke, and the goats fell into the deep river below.
The river's current was strong and unyielding. The goats, still fighting, were carried away by the water and couldn't swim to safety. They eventually drowned, their stubbornness leading to their unfortunate end. And so, the lush pastures on the other side of the river remained untouched that day.
Once upon a time, in a quiet valley, there was a small bridge over a fast-flowing river. The bridge was old and weak, but it was the only way to cross the river for many miles. It was just wide enough for one person to walk across.
One morning, two goats came to the bridge from opposite sides. One goat came from the north, and the other from the south. Both wanted to cross to the green fields on the other side.
When they met in the middle, neither goat wanted to back up to let the other pass. They stood still, staring at each other, both too stubborn to move.
After a moment, they started to fight, pushing each other with their horns. The more they pushed, the more the bridge wobbled. The fight was fierce, and both were determined to win.
But the old bridge couldn’t handle their fight. With a loud crack, the wooden planks broke, and both goats fell into the river below.
The river was fast and strong. The goats, still fighting, were carried away by the current and couldn’t swim to safety. In the end, they both drowned, their stubbornness causing their sad fate. The green fields across the river stayed untouched that day.
Once upon a time, in a quiet valley, there was a small bridge over a fast-flowing river. The bridge was old and weak, but it was the only way to cross the river for many miles. It was just wide enough for one person to walk across.
One morning, two goats came to the bridge from opposite sides. One goat came from the north, and the other from the south. Both wanted to cross to the green fields on the other side.
When they met in the middle, neither goat wanted to back up to let the other pass. They stood still, staring at each other, both too stubborn to move.
After a moment, they started to fight, pushing each other with their horns. The more they pushed, the more the bridge wobbled. The fight was fierce, and both were determined to win.
But the old bridge couldn’t handle their fight. With a loud crack, the wooden planks broke, and both goats fell into the river below.
The river was fast and strong. The goats, still fighting, were carried away by the current and couldn’t swim to safety. In the end, they both drowned, their stubbornness causing their sad fate. The green fields across the river stayed untouched that day.
Once upon a time, in a super-cool valley, there was a teeny-weeny bridge over a fast river that just wouldn't slow down. This bridge was old, like, fairy-tale grandma old.
One morning, when the sun was shining like a big yellow beach ball, two goats arrived at opposite ends of the bridge. One goat was groovin' in from the north and was all like, "Yay, grass party!" The other sashayed in from the south, thinking, "Yum, yum, can't wait to munch!"
They trotted onto the bridge and—Oops!—bumped into each other in the middle like characters in a cartoon.
"Hey, buddy," said the first goat. "Why don't you let me go first? I've got important munching to do."
"Oh, important munching?" replied the second goat. "Well, I've got VIP tickets to the all-you-can-eat grass buffet!"
Their eyes met. Imagine two superheroes staring each other down, but with fur and hooves.
That's when they started bonking their heads together, not like they were dancing or anything. The bridge began to shake like it was scared.
"Uh-oh," said Goat One. "Do you feel that? It's like the bridge is joining our dance-off."
"Yeah," said Goat Two. "Or maybe it's telling us to cut it out!"
But nope, they kept at it—Bonk! Bang! Thud! Until—Snap! The bridge gave up. It just couldn't handle their goat drama and broke like a popped balloon, sending the goats into the water below.
Getting carried away by the river, they were still fussing and fighting. Goat One yelled over the water, "Ever think maybe we should've just shared the bridge?"
Goat Two, splashing all over the place, shouted back, "Share? Why didn't I think of that? Let's remember that for next time!"
But, oh dear, there was no next time. The river said, "Party's over, dudes," and swept them away, never to see that tasty, amazing grass they both wanted. And so, the grass on the other side stayed perfectly green and delicious, like it was waiting for someone who knew how to share.
Two goats, one white, one black,
Came upon a bridge's narrow track.
One from the north, and one from the south,
Both dreamt of green grass in their mouth.
As they met in the bridge's center,
Neither one would step back nor enter.
They glared, they stared, noses in the air,
Both thinking, "I won't move, I swear!"
With horns they pushed, they tussled, they clashed,
And the frail bridge under them thrashed.
A creak, a snap, down the bridge did sway,
Both goats tumbled into the waterway.
The river roared, swift and so wide,
And the two stubborn goats were swept by the tide.
If only they'd learned to share the path that day,
Both could have grazed and happily played.
A low area between mountains or hills.
Moving very quickly, like a strong river.
Being on completely different or facing sides.
Refusing to change or let someone else win.
Shook or moved side-to-side, not steady.
Very strong, intense, or aggressive in actions.
Not giving up, wanting to reach a goal.
To deal with or support something difficult.
The strong, moving water in a river or sea.
What happens, especially something that’s unavoidable.
A low area between mountains or hills.
Moving very quickly, like a strong river.
Being on completely different or facing sides.
Refusing to change or let someone else win.
Shook or moved side-to-side, not steady.
Very strong, intense, or aggressive in actions.
Not giving up, wanting to reach a goal.
To deal with or support something difficult.
The strong, moving water in a river or sea.
What happens, especially something that’s unavoidable.
What did the two goats want to do when they reached the bridge?
Why did neither goat want to back up on the bridge?
What happened when the goats started to fight on the bridge?
What caused the bridge to break?
What happened to the goats after the bridge broke?
When a farmer brings a bundle of sticks to his sons, they stop arguing. How did a simple bundle of sticks teach them?
Steady and patient, a slow tortoise dares to race against a confident hare. Who will cross the finish line first?
The powerful North Wind and the gentle Sun try to make a traveler take off his cloak to prove who is stronger. Which one will succeed?
While the grasshopper dances through summer, the ant works hard, gathering food. Which one will survive when winter arrives?
A thirsty crow finds a pitcher with water too low to reach. What clever trick will he use to get a drink?
A king's elephant and a dog form a friendship, are suddenly separated, but they are reunited by the king and live happily.
A lion spares a tiny mouse who promises to return the favor one day. How could such a small mouse possibly help a lion?
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