Joy to the World

Because if this doesn't bring a smile to your face, I just don't know what will. The following are 3 folk tale stories written by 1st graders. Try your hand at it, but if you can't figure them out, translations are to follow in italics. :) Enjoy. I know I sure did.

OneS upon time thar Was 3 fliing prinsun then they Bilt hoses 1 prinsuin Bilt her hose owt of Brix 2 priSis Bilt her hose OWt of Brix 3 prisis Bit her hose OWt of Shro GOne day a prises Came to the hose OWt of Soft Brix hose and Brocit and rand to the uther SoFt Brick hose and ran to the hose that was Shroger BricK She Codit BraKe She ran away the end

Once upon a time there were 3 flying princesses. They they built houses. One princess built her house out of bricks. The second princess built her house out of bricks. The thrid princess built her house out of straw. One day a princess came to the house out of soft brix house and broke it and ran to the other soft brinck house and ran to the house that was stronger brick. She couldn't brake it. She ran away. The End.

Once upon time 2 hapceer witha big bad bunny one hapceer bildid his house alt of cickin wesce a nuther hapcer bildid his house ot of games. Than The big bad bunny sade Little hapcer Leme in not of my ten Mystery Boxice Thin il nock your house don and he Did. the 2 little Pig Colt the bunny and thea had diner 4 sher. The End

Once upon a time 2 hampsters with a big, bad bunny. One hampster builded (built) his house out of chicken wings. Another hampster builded his house out of games. Then the big, bad bunny said "Little hampster let me in." "Not of my chin." Mystery Box. (Not sure about that one...he copied it from somewhere in the room!) Then I'll knock your house down and he did. The 2 little pigs caught the bunny and they had dinner for sure. The End

once upon a time there was one little pig and it lived wiht a chickin and it wasa houce alto of marshelloy and a big bod marshmellyloo one day the chickin told the pig he had to go bild his owne houce. Hewent to gobild his he bilt his houce alt of marshmellowe. he made the big houce that made a big monster. He ran doun the road and he ran into his mother's houce but he ran after the marshmelloy becqce he loved marshmelloys heate it he said it tastied like icecrem.

Once upont a time there was one little pig and it lived with a chicken and it was a house out of marshmallows and a big bad marshmallow. One day the chicken todl the pig he had to go build his own house. He went to go build his house out of marshmallows. He made the big house. That made a big monster. He ran down the road and he ran into his mother's house but he ran after the marshmallow because he loved marshmallows. He ate it. He said it tasted like ice cream.

Ah. The joy of children. :)