[In an effort to keep track of useful materials--so I can find it again when I need it--I'm going to start including links to stuff that I've had good luck with using in class. I'm going to index it, along with my own materials, over here and here. The above link is to materials that I've used in a Young Learner reading exercise.]
The above website is something I've used as a supplement to reading "Jack and the Beanstalk" with Young Learners. The reading text that I used in class was the original text of the story, now in the public domain, and taken from wikisource--link here. Although the original text of the story is not graded for ESL learners, I found it worked well enough in my class--particularly if I read it out loud to them with a dramatic voices (while they follow along on their own copy), they were more or less able to follow the story line. Then, I used a lot of the material at the above link as a supplement to the original story. There's a lot of great material at the link above, and between the original story, and all the material at the above link, I was able to fill up a 90 minute young learner lesson quite nicely.
Although I largely left the original source text alone, I did make some minor adjustments to the it (standardizing verb tenses, changing some of the more difficult vocabulary, fixing minor typos, clarifying a couple ambiguous sentences.) My adjusted text is below--Google drive, docs, pub.
(On the Google Docs version, I've also included pictures from this website here.) Google drive folder HERE
Youtube Video HERE
Jack and the Beanstalk
ONCE upon a time there was a poor widow who had an
only son named Jack, and a cow named Milky-white. And all they had to live on
was the milk the cow gave every morning, which they carried to the market and
sold. But one morning Milky-white gave no milk, and they didn't know what to
do.
"What shall we do, what shall
we do?" said the widow, wringing her hands.
"Cheer up, mother, I'll go and
get work somewhere," said Jack.
"We've tried that before, and
nobody would take you," said his mother; "we must sell Milky-white
and with the money start a shop, or something."
"All right, mother," said
Jack. "It's market-day today, and I'll soon sell Milky-white, and then
we'll see what we can do."
So he took the cow's halter in his
hand, and he started off. He hadn't gone far when he met a funny, looking old
man, who said to him: "Good morning, Jack."
"Good morning to you,"
said Jack, and wondered how the man knew his name.
"Well, Jack, and where are you
off to?" said the man.
"I'm going to market to sell
our cow here."
"Oh, you look the proper sort
of chap to sell cows," said the man. "I wonder if you know how many
beans make five."
"Two in each hand and one in
your mouth," said Jack, as sharp as a needle.
"Right you are," said the
man, "and here they are, the very beans themselves," he went on,
pulling out of his pocket a number of strange-looking beans. "As you are
so sharp," he said, "I don't mind doing a swap with you—your cow for
these beans."
"Go along," said Jack.
"Wouldn't you like it?"
"Ah! you don't know what these
beans are," said the man. "If you plant them over-night, by morning
they grow right up to the sky."
"Really?" said Jack.
"You don't say so."
"Yes, that is so, and if it
doesn't turn out to be true, then you can have your cow back."
"Right," said Jack, and
handed over Milky-white's halter to him and pocketed the beans.
Then Jack went back home, and as he
hadn't gone very far it wasn't yet dark by the time he got to his door.
"Back already, Jack?" said
his mother; "I see you haven't got Milky-white, so you've sold her. How
much did you get for her?"
"You'll never guess,
mother," said Jack.
"No, you don't say so? Good
boy! Five pounds? Ten? Fifteen? No! It can't be twenty?"
"I told you that you couldn't
guess. What do you say to these beans; they're magical, plant them overnight
and——"
"What!" said Jack's
mother, "have you been such a fool, such a dolt, such an idiot, as to give
away my Milky-white, the best milk-cow in the town, and prime beef to boot, for
a set of paltry beans?" Jack's mother hit him. "Take that! Take that! Take that! And as
for your precious beans here they go out of the window. And now off with you to
bed. Not a sip shall you drink, and not a bite shall you swallow this very
night."
So Jack went upstairs to his little
room in the attic, and he was very sad and sorry, to be sure, as much for his
mother's sake, as for the loss of his supper.
At last he dropped off to sleep.
When he woke up, the room looked so
funny. The sun was shining into part of it, and yet all the rest was quite dark
and shady. So Jack jumped up and dressed himself and went to the window. And
what do you think he saw? Why, the beans, which his mother had thrown out of
the window into the garden, had sprung up into a big beanstalk which went up
and up and up till it reached the sky. So the man had spoken the truth after
all.
The beanstalk grew up quite close
past Jack's window, so all he had to do was to open the window and give a jump
on to the beanstalk which ran up just like a big ladder. So Jack climbed, and
he climbed and he climbed and he climbed and he climbed and he climbed and he
climbed till at last he reached the sky. And when he got there he found a long
broad road going as straight as a dart. So he walked along and he walked along
and he walked along till he came to a great big tall house, and on the doorstep
there was a great big tall woman.
"Good morning, mum," said
Jack, quite polite-like. "Could you be so kind as to give me some
breakfast?" For as you know, he hadn't had anything to eat the night
before and he was as hungry as a hunter
"It's breakfast you want, is
it?" said the great big tall woman. "Well it's breakfast you'll be if
you don't move off from here. My man is a giant and there's nothing he likes
better than eating boys cooked on toast. You had better be moving on or he'll
soon be coming home and will eat you up!"
"Oh! please mum, do give me
something to eat, mum. I've had nothing to eat since yesterday morning, really
and truly, mum," said Jack, "I may as well be cooked as die of
hunger."
Well,
the giant's wife was not half so bad after all. So she took Jack into the
kitchen, and gave him a hunk of bread and cheese and a jug of milk. But Jack
hadn't half finished these when....
THUMP! THUMP! THUMP!
The whole house began to tremble with the noise of someone
coming.
"Goodness gracious me! It's my
old man," said the giant's wife. "What on earth shall I do? Come
along quick and jump in here." And she bundled Jack into the oven just as
the giant came in.
He was a big one, to be sure. At his
belt he had three calves strung up by the heels, and he unhooked them and threw
them down on the table and said: "Here, wife, cook me a couple of these
for breakfast. Ah! What's this I smell?
Fee-fi-fo-fum,
I smell the blood of an Englishman, Be he alive, or be he dead I'll have his bones to grind my bread." |
"Nonsense, dear," said his
wife. "You're dreaming. Or perhaps you smell the scraps of that little boy
you liked so much for yesterday's dinner. Here, you go and have a wash and tidy
up, and by the time you come back your breakfast will be ready for you."
So the giant went off, and Jack was
just going to jump out of the oven and run away when the woman told him not to
move yet. "Wait till he's asleep," she said. "He always has a doze after
breakfast."
Well, the giant had his breakfast,
and after that he went to a big chest and took out of it a couple of bags of
gold, and he sat down and counted his money till at last his head began to nod
and he began to snore till the whole house shook again.
Then Jack crept out on tiptoe from
his oven, and as he was passing the giant he took one of the bags of gold under
his arm, and he ran off till he came to the beanstalk, and then he threw down
the bag of gold, which of course fell into his mother's garden, and then he
climbed down and climbed down till at last he got home and told his mother and
showed her the gold and said: "Well, mother, wasn't I right about the
beans? They are really magical, you see."
So they lived on the bag of gold for
some time, but at last they came to the end of it, and Jack made up his mind to
try his luck once more up at the top of the beanstalk. So one fine morning he
rose up early, and got on to the beanstalk, and he climbed and he climbed and
he climbed and he climbed and he climbed and he climbed till at last he came
out on to the road again and up to the great big tall house he had been to
before. There, sure enough, was the great big tall woman a-standing on the
doorstep.
"Good morning, mum," said
Jack, as bold as brass. "Could you be so good as to give me something to
eat?"
"Go away, my boy," said
the big tall woman. "Or else my man will eat you up for breakfast. But
aren't you the youngster who came here once before? Do you know, that very day,
my man missed one of his bags of gold."
"That's strange, mum,"
said Jack. "I dare say I could tell you something about that, but I'm so
hungry I can't speak till I've had something to eat."
Well
the big tall woman was so curious that she took him in and gave him something
to eat. But he had scarcely begun munching it as slowly as he could when...
THUMP! THUMP! THUMP!
They heard the giant's footstep, and his wife hid
Jack away in the oven.
Everything happened just like it did
before. The giant came in, as he did before, said: "Fee-fi-fo-fum,"
and had his breakfast of three cooked oxen. Then he said: "Wife, bring me
the hen that lays the golden eggs." So she brought it, and the Giant said:
"Lay," and the hen laid an egg all of gold. And then the giant began
to nod his head, and to snore till the house shook.
Then Jack crept out of the oven on
tiptoe and caught hold of the golden hen, and was off before you could say
"Jack Robinson." But this time the hen gave a cackle which woke the
giant, and just as Jack got out of the house he heard the giant calling:
"Wife, wife, what have you done with my golden hen?"
And the wife said: "Why, my
dear?"
But that was all Jack heard, for he
rushed off to the beanstalk and climbed down as quickly as lightening. And when
he got home, he showed his mother the wonderful hen, and said "Lay"
to it. And the hen laid a golden egg every time Jack said "Lay."
Well,
Jack was not content, and it wasn't very long before he determined to have
another try at his luck up there at the top of the beanstalk. So one fine
morning, he rose up early, and went to the beanstalk, and he climbed and he
climbed and he climbed and he climbed till he got to the top. But this time he
knew better than to go straight to the giant's house. And when he got near to
the house, he waited behind a bush till he saw the giant's wife come out with a
pail to get some water, and then he crept into the house and got into a big
cooking pot made out of copper. He hadn't been there long when he heard...
THUMP! THUMP! THUMP!
...as before, and the giant and his wife came into
the house.
"Fee-fi-fo-fum, I smell the
blood of an Englishman," cried out the giant. "I smell him, wife, I
smell him."
"Do you, my dearie?" says
the giant's wife. "Then, if it's
that little rogue that stole your gold, and stole the hen that laid the golden
eggs, then he's sure to have got into the oven." And they both rushed to
the oven. But Jack wasn't there, luckily, and the giant's wife said:
"There you are again with your fee-fi-fo-fum. Why of course it's the boy
you caught last night that I've just cooked for your breakfast. How forgetful I
am, and how careless you are not to know the difference between live boys and
dead boys after all these years."
So the giant sat down to the
breakfast and ate it, but every now and then he would mutter: "Well, I
could have sworn I smelled a boy." And he would get up and search the
larder, a small room where food is kept, and the cupboards and everything,
only, luckily, he didn't think of the big cooking pot made out of copper.
After breakfast was over, the giant
called out, "Wife, wife, bring me my golden harp." So she brought it
and put it on the table before him. Then he said: "Sing!" and the
golden harp sang most beautifully. And it went on singing till the giant fell
asleep, and commenced to snore like thunder.
Then Jack very quietly lifted up the
lid from big cooking pot made out of copper and got down as quietly as a mouse
and crept on his hands and knees till he came to the table, when he crawled up,
caught hold of the golden harp and dashed with it towards the door. But the
harp called out quite loud: "Master! Master!" and the giant woke up
just in time to see Jack running off with his harp.
Jack ran as fast as he could, and
the giant came rushing after Jack, and the giant would soon have caught Jack,
only Jack started to run faster and also changed directions to dodge the
giant. Jack knew where he was going, so
he had the advantage. When Jack got to the beanstalk the giant was not more
than twenty yards away. Suddenly, the giant saw Jack disappear, as if he had
gone down a hole. And when the giant came to the end of the road, he looked
down and saw Jack underneath climbing down the beanstalk for dear life. Well,
the giant didn't like trusting himself to such a thing like a beanstalk, and so
at first he stood and waited, so Jack was able to get further away. But then
the harp cried out: "Master! Master! Help me! Help me!" And the giant swung himself
down on to the beanstalk, which shook with his weight. Down climbed Jack, and the
giant climbed after him. By this time Jack had climbed down and climbed down
and climbed down till he was very nearly home. So Jack called out:
"Mother! Mother! Bring me an axe! Bring me an axe!" And his mother
came rushing out with the axe in her hand. But when she came to the beanstalk
she stood stock still with fright for there she saw the giant with his legs just
through the clouds.
But Jack jumped down to the ground and
got hold of the axe and gave a chop at the beanstalk which cut the beanstalk
almost in half. The giant felt the beanstalk shake and quiver so he stopped to
see what was the matter. Then Jack gave another chop with the axe, and the
beanstalk was cut in two and began to fall over. Then the giant fell all the
way down to the ground and was killed instantly, and the beanstalk fell down on
top of the giant.
Then Jack showed his mother his
golden harp. And between all the money
Jack made showing people the golden harp, and with selling the golden eggs,
Jack and his mother became very rich, and he married a great princess, and they
lived happy ever after.
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