The Mouse and the Ogre

dictated by Faith to her Mawmaw

Once upon a time, there was a little mouse laying an egg. The little mouse was with her mother and her father. On the other side of her house lived an angry ogre. He wanted the little mouse to eat for lunch and dinner and breakfast.

The ogre was thinking how to get the little mouse who layed an egg.

The ogre got it! He would walk over and get the little mouse and get her without waking her up.

That night, he sneaked over to the little mouse's house. (It was the little mouse who layed an egg.) He picked her up and sneaked back home with the little mouse and then went to his bed and laid her down.

The next morning, the mouse woke up and said, "This isn't my rock!" Then she walked to the window and noticed she was at the angry ogre's house. And he was ready to eat her. The little mouse squeaked away. She was home again.

The daddy woke up, and the daddy went to the ogre's house. The daddy poked the ogre in the tummy, and the ogre was dead.

The daddy went home to sleep.

The End