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Rumpelstiltskin

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Once upon a time there was a rich hat maker. He told lots of lies. But he was so rich that nobody cared when he told lies.
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“Oh, he’s just joking!” they all laughed.
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The rich hat maker loved to go to dances with other rich people. At the dances, the rich people stood around and told lies to each other.

“My husband shot a turkey from three kilometers away…” said a rich lady.
‍“My son is so smart, he teaches his teachers!” said a rich man.
“My cat is so clever, she fetches sticks like a dog!” said another rich lady.
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The rich hat maker wanted to join the conversation, so he told his biggest lie yet:
“My daughter is so amazing, she can turn hay into gold!”

Illustration of rich people at the party

All the rich people nodded and smiled. “Oh yes,” they said. “How wonderful.”
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Suddenly there was a loud voice at the back of the room.
“SHE CAN TURN HAY INTO GOLD?!”
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It was the king! Everybody bowed and gasped as he walked up to the hat maker.
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“DID YOU SAY … SHE CAN TURN HAY INTO GOLD?”
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“Umm… well… what I meant was…. errrr…. Yes?” stammered the hat maker.
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“BRING HER TO ME!” bellowed the king.  He stormed out of the room.
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‘Oh dear,’ thought the hat maker. ‘What do I do now?’

The next morning the hat maker brought his daughter, Sophie, to a small room in the palace. Sophie was very confused.
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“Why am I here? Father? What’s going on?”‍
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“Your father is a liar,” explained the king. “Last night he said that you can turn hay into gold. I think that is a lie! And I HATE liars.”
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Sophie looked at her father. He stared at his feet.
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“Here is a bundle of hay,” said the king. “Please, turn it into gold. It must be done by morning.”

Illustration of the King showing Sophie a bundle of hay

‍Sophie gasped.

“Oh, and one more thing,” said the king. “If you fail, I will feed your father to my crocodiles. I HATE liars…”
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Everyone left. Sophie was alone.
‘Oh dear,’ thought Sophie. ‘What do I do now?’

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