The Princess On The Glass Hill

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The Princess On The Glass Hill

The Princess Of The Glass Hill Story For Kids:

Princess Of The Glass Hill Story For Kids:

Once upon a time, a farmer had three sons. Jim, Ken, and Sam and a large field. He was a happy man except for one thing. In the last days of summer every year, something ate all his crops. He decided to talk to his sone about it.

A farmer- “My sons, I need your help. The end of summer is here and I am afraid, something will eat all our crops again. Find the way to protect it. You must guard the field every night till summer has passed.” Jim- “Okay father, I will guard it starting tonight.

When night fell the oldest brother went to the field and stood guard. But suddenly he heard a loud noise. He shouted, “Who is there?” He got no response but the noise grew louder and louder. Sacred, Jim ran away from the field!

The next night, Ken went to the field to guard it. It had been not too long when suddenly there was a loud noise yet again. Ken shouted, “Hello, who is there? Come out now!” There was no answer except the noise continued. Scared, Ken too ran away from the field.

Something is in the field! I can’t be heard!”, Ken told Jim and Sam. The youngest son Sam decided to take over from Ken and went to guard the field the next night. As he was doing his job he heard a loud sound. Sam- “There’s that loud sound that Ken and Jim described. Let me follow it.” Unafraid, Sam went to where the sound was coming from.

As he went further into the field he found the most beautiful, sparkling white horse that anybody couldn’t have ever seen. On its back was bronze armor suit. Sam went to the horse and patted him, “Hello there, you are so beautiful! Do you want a cube of sugar?

The horse quickly ate the sugar cube from Sam’s hand. Then he dropped the armor at Sam’s feet and galloped away leaving the crops as they were. Sam hide the armor in the field and went to the home in the morning.

The next year, the horse came back again and in exchange for a cube of sugar he left a silver armor for Sam. And the year after that it left him a gold armor.

One day, there was an announcement in the village. ‘The king announces that any man who can climb the glass hill at the far end of the kingdom will be allowed to marry the princess. The man must climb the mountain and rescue the princess, who is sitting on top of the glass hill.

Jim- “I must do this I am better than other men of the village.” And so Jim started his climb up the glass mountain. But he hardly made some distance when he slipped and fell.

Ken- “Ha Ha! Watch me! I will do it and marry the princess.” Ken had hardly gone 15 feet high when he also slipped and fell. Sam- “Let me try brother. If I will succeed I will be lucky to marry the princess.” Jim replied, “Ken and I could not do it what makes you think that you can?” Ken- “Yes you will never make it.” Sam said, “Yes, maybe I won’t! But I will still try.

Sam left his brothers and started walking to the glass hill. Ken – “He will never make it” Jim replied, “Yes, I also don’t think he will.” just then everybody saw a rider wearing a bronze armor riding a sparkling white horse climbing the mountain. The rider manage to reach one-third of the way and then fell down.

Sometime later, the rider came again back in silver armor with his horse and went up the hill again. He went up two-thirds the way and fell down. A while later, the rider came back wearing a gold armor and rode his horse up the hill again.

This time he made it! Princess asked, “Who are you, rider?” The rider took off his helmet and it was Sam! Sam said, “My name is Sam and I am here to rescue you, princess.

Sam brought the princess down from the hill, where they were welcomed with loud cheer from all the villagers and the king’s men. They were married soon after.

Moral of The Story:

“We should be thankful for the things that come our way. We never know how they may help us.”

This is the end of the story of the princess on the glass hill.

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