The run­away gin­ger­bread man

The Borneo Post - Good English - - Short Story Section -

THERE was once a lit­tle old man and a lit­tle old woman, who lived in a lit­tle old house. They would have been a very happy old cou­ple but they were a bit at sea be­cause they had no lit­tle child. One day the old woman got a funny look on her face. Her hus­band said that he would give a penny for her thoughts. The old woman said that she had a great idea. The hus­band said he was all ears. The lit­tle old woman was bak­ing gin­ger­bread, and she cut it one in the shape of a lit­tle boy, and put it into the oven. She said to her hus­band that she would pray that the gin­ger­bread turns out to be a real boy but she didn’t want to try such a thing be­hind his back.

When she went to the oven to see if it was baked and as soon as the oven door was opened, a lit­tle gin­ger­bread boy hopped up, and be­gan to run away as fast as he could go.

The lit­tle old woman called her hus­band, and they both ran af­ter him. But they could not catch him. And soon the gin­ger­bread boy came to a barn full of farm hands.

He called out to them as he went by, say­ing: I’ve run away from a lit­tle old woman,

A lit­tle old man,

And I need to catch a train and run away from you — I can! He was chas­ing rain­bows!

The old man and woman asked the farm hands to lend them a free hand and the barn full of farm hands set out to run af­ter him. But, though they ran fast, they could not catch him. And he ran on till he came to a field full of mow­ers. He called out to them:

I’ve run away from a lit­tle old woman,

A lit­tle old man,

A barn full of farm hands,

And I can dust you, I can!

Run, run as fast as you can!

You can’t catch me. I’m the Gin­ger­bread Man! The gin­ger­bread boy thought that he was a real word­smith.

Then the mow­ers de­cided to lend them a free hand, but they couldn’t catch him ei­ther. And he ran un­til he came to a cow. He called out to her:

I’ve run away from a lit­tle old woman,

A lit­tle old man,

A barn full of farm hands,

A field full of mow­ers,

Run, run as fast as you can!

You can’t catch me. I’m the Gin­ger­bread Man!

The cow who was not tied up or do­ing any­thing in par­tic­u­lar joined the chase but she couldn’t catch him. And soon he came to a pig. He called out to the pig:

I’ve run away from a lit­tle old woman,

A lit­tle old man,

A barn full of farm hands,

A field full of mow­ers, wait up from a silly old cow!

And I can run away from you, I can! Run, run as fast as you can!

You can’t catch me. I’m the Gin­ger­bread Man! Hold up, you thought the gin­ger­bread boy was go­ing to es­cape. You are wrong. He came upon a fox!

Now foxes can run very fast, and so the fox soon caught the gin­ger­bread boy and be­gan to eat him up.

Soon the gin­ger­bread boy said, “Oh dear! I’m quar­ter gone!” He caught on that he was in trou­ble. And then, “Oh, I’m half gone!” No doubt he was get­ting re­ally wor­ried. And soon, “I’m three-quar­ters gone!” And at last, “ten four!” and never spoke again. It turned out that the gin­ger­bread boy was just a flash in the pan. I’ve also run

Moral of the Story :

Just be­cause you feel that you can do what­ever you want, it doesn’t mean that it is a good thing to do.

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