Impromptu Storytelling Good morning ________________________________________________________________________ ________ Its my pleasure to be up here.

The title of my impromptu story is __________ Once upon a time, there lived a poor little boy ith her father in a little to n. One day, they found out that they had nothing left to eat. The little boy ent into the forest to find some berries. In the middle of the forest, he met an old oman. The old oman as!ed him, "hy do you loo! so sad# The boy replied, $y father and I are very hungry. The oman gave him a little stone and said, "hen you put it into a pot and say %&oo!, little stone, coo!', it ill ma!e s eet porridge. (nd hen you say, %)top, little stone, stop', it ill stop coo!ing. The little boy than!ed her and ran home ith the stone. *e sho ed it to his father. Then, he put it into a pot and said, &oo!, little stone, coo!' )ure enough, he and his father soon had a good meal. "hen they had enough, he said, )top, little stone, stop' (nd they ere never hungry again. One day, hen he ent to visit a friend, his father as!ed the stone to start coo!ing. +ut hen he had enough, he could not remember ho coo!ing and the porridge flo ed over. to stop it. The stone ent on

It flo ed onto the floor and right out into the streets. It even flo ed into other peoples houses' Oh my gosh' he as in shoc!. +efore long, the hole to n pans. as filled ith porridge. )ome people put it into pots and

"hen the little boy came home, he ,uic!ly said, )top, little stone, stop' It stopped coo!ing right a ay. The to nfol!s had a busy time, cleaning up their houses and streets. They ere happy because no one ent hungry that day.