Once there were three billy goats gruff lived on the grassy hillside near the river. There was a little billy-goat gruff, middle billy goat gruff, and big billy-goat gruff. The three brothers lived happily on the hillside. They ate and ate and ate all day soon they realized that they had eaten up every last blade of the grass on the hill where they lived.
“Oh no! what will we eat now?” cried, little billy-goat brother.
“Don’t worry little brother! there’s a lush green grass to the other side of the river. All we have to do is cross the bridge and enjoy the delicious green grass” said middle billy-goat brother.
Little billy-goat gruff said he will cross the bridge first. He trotted down the hillside. Tip tap tip tap tip taps his hooves made the sound on the wooden bridge.
“Who is that tip-tapping over my bridge?” growled the troll jumped up the bridge who was living under the bridge. I am little billy-goat gruff. I am crossing the river to eat the sweet grass on the other side of the river,” said the little billy goat gruff. “Oh no, you are not! I am going to eat you up!” roared the troll.
The little billy-goat gruff was very scared, but he was also very smart. He said, “Oh! Please you can’t eat me, I am too small, and you won’t be satisfied eating me, I won’t make a very good meal, but you can eat my other brother middle billy-goat who will come alone, he is bigger and fatter than me”.
“Hmmm very well you may cross the bridge,” said the hungry troll and went back underneath the bridge.
The middle billy-goat gruff said he will go next and trotted down the hillside. Tip tap tip tap tip taps his hooves made the sound on the wooden bridge.
“Who is that tip-tapping over my bridge?” growled the troll jumped up the bridge. I am middle billy-goat gruff. I am crossing the river to join my little brother in the meadow. “Oh no, you are not!” roared the troll again, “because I am going to gobble you up!”.
The middle billy-goat gruff was scared, but he was also very smart. He said, “Oh! Please you can’t eat me, I am skinny, you won’t be satisfied eating me, wait for a short while you can eat my older brother big billy-goat who is much bigger than me, and would make the best meal for you”.
“Oh! very well you may cross the bridge.” said the greedy troll and again went back under the bridge.
The monstrous troll jumped over the bridge for the third time. “Who is that tip-tapping over my bridge? “. I am the big billy-goat gruff; I am here to eat lush green grass with my brothers on the other side of the river. “Oh no, you are not! growled the troll again “because I’m going to eat you up and I am starving.”
But unlike his younger brothers, big billy-goat gruff was not scared of the troll. He was big as well as strong. Angrily the large goat stomped his hooves on the bridge, lowered his big pointed horns, and charged at the troll.
He crashed into the ugly smelly troll and he was thrown up into the sky and fell right into the flowing river with a great splash never to be seen again.
Then the big billy-goat gruff tip-tapped the rest of the bridge to the lush meadow and joined little billy-goat and middle billy-goat gruff. The three billy goats gruff spent the rest of the day munching the sweet green yummy grass and drinking cool water from the river.
