The Chicken of the Golden Eggs

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THE CHICKEN OF THE GOLDEN EGGS

 

CHARACTERS:

FARMER

ELF

WOMAN 1

WOMAN 2

MAN 1

MAN 2

MAN 3

 

SCRIPT:

 

NARRATOR: Once upon a time there was a farmer who was very poor.  One day he was plowing the field and thought.

 

FARMER: I work too much,  and all for nothing!.  I am tired of coming here every day and just for a few cents.  I really have bad luck!.

 

NARRATOR: Suddenly an elf appeared.

 

FARMER: Oh my!.

 

ELF: Don’t be afraid.

 

FARMER: Who are you?.

 

ELF: I heard what you said, and today your luck will change.  Take this hen.

 

FARMER: Thank you, I am so hungry!.  I will cook it as soon as I get home.

 

ELF: No!.  This is a very special hen.

 

FARMER: What makes it so special?.  Does it talk?.

 

ELF: No, just listen to me!.  This hen is so wonderful that every day it lays a golden egg.

 

FARMER: A golden egg?.

 

NARRATOR: The elf didn’t answer, and he just disappeared.

 

FARMER: I hope it’s true.  I will go home right away.

 

NARRATOR: The farmer went home and immediately put the hen in  a cage.  Next day, as soon as he woke up, he went to the chicken house to see if the hen laid the golden egg.

 

FARMER: Oh, it is true!.  It’s an egg of solid gold!.

 

NARRATOR: He took the egg, went to town, and tried to sell it.  He stood in the middle of the street and shouted.

 

FARMER: Golden egg for sale!.  Golden egg for sale!.

 

NARRATOR: Soon, a crowd gathered around him amazed at the golden egg.

 

WOMAN 1: How much do you want?.

 

WOMAN 2: Is it really a golden egg?.

 

FARMER: Sure, it is!.

 

MAN 1: I want it!.

 

MAN 2: No, it’s mine!.

 

MAN 3: I’ll buy it!.  Sell it to me!.

 

FARMER: It’s yours then, and don’t worry, I will bring another one tomorrow.  There are enough for everybody!.

 

NARRATOR: The farmer sold the egg.  Next day. when he woke up he went straight to see if there was another golden egg.

 

FARMER: Good, another golden egg!.  I’ll sell it right away.

 

NARRATOR: And once again he went to town and sold the egg.  After that day, and every day, the hen gave him a beautiful golden egg.

 

FARMER: I am getting richer and richer every day.  I am the richest man in town!.  I have everything a man could want, but I wonder how I could get more eggs from my hen.

 

NARRATOR: As the farmer grew richer, he also became greedy and stingy.

 

FARMER: I want to have more and more money!.  I am tired of waiting every day just for one  golden egg.

 

NARRATOR: And he thought and thought.

 

FARMER: I am going to kill the hen and I’ll find the gold mine she has inside.   I will have all her treasure at once!.

 

NARRATOR: So he cut her open and found nothing at all.

 

FARMER: This can’t be!.  Where’s the gold mine?.  Where’s her treasure?.  Now I don’t have the hen and its golden eggs!.

 

THE END

 

Author:  Aesop Fable

 

Adapted by: K I D S I N C O

 

Moral:   Much wants more and loses all. People should be satisfied and grateful for what they have.

 

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THE GOOSE WITH THE GOLDEN EGGS

 

One day a countryman going to the nest of his Goose found there an egg all yellow and glittering. When he took it up it was as heavy as lead and he was going to throw it away, because he thought a trick had been played upon him. But he took it home on second thoughts, and soon found to his delight that it was an egg of pure gold. Every morning the same thing occurred, and he soon became rich by selling his eggs. As he grew rich he grew greedy; and thinking to get at once all the gold the Goose could give, he killed it and opened it only to find nothing.

 

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