第17章SweetPorridge

第17章sweetporridge

therewasapoorbutgoodlittlegirlwholivedalonewithhermother,andtheynolongerhadanythingtoeat.sothechildwentintotheforest,andthereanagedwomanmetherwhowasawareofhersorrow,andpresentedherwithalittlepot,whichwhenshesaid:“cook,littlepot,cook”,wouldcookgood,sweetporridge,andwhenshesaid:“stop,littlepot;”itceasedtocook.thegirltookthepothometohermother,andnowtheywerefreedfromtheirpovertyandhunger,andatesweetporridgeasoftenastheychose.onceonatimewhenthegirlhadgoneout,hermothersaid:“cook,littlepot,cook.”anditdidcookandsheatetillshewassatisfied,andthenshewantedthepottostopcooking,butdidnotknowtheword.soitwentoncookingandtheporridgeroseovertheedge,andstillitcookedonuntilthekitchenandwholehousewerefull,andthenthenexthouse,andthenthewholestreet,justasifitwantedtosatisfythehungerofthewholeworld,andtherewasthegreatestdistress,butnooneknewhowtostopit.atlastwhenonlyonesinglehouseremained,thechildcamehomeandjustsaid:“stop,littlepot,”anditstoppedandgaveupcooking,andwhosoeverwishedtoreturntothetownhadtoeathiswayback.