Jack and the Beanstalk Turned Upside Down
Becoming a widow is a phenomenon that I remember distinctly being one of the most painful experiences I ever endured. Not having someone to take care of me the way a spouse does puts a burden on my heart that is indescribable. On the bright side, I have my dear son Jack to keep me company through these tough years. Jack and I are not alone, we also have a cow named Milky-White. Milky-White is the source of our income and helps put food on the table for my boy and me. Jack and I take her to the farmers market a couple times a week and sell her milk to the locals. The price that is paid by taking Milky-White up to the market is quite cumbersome, but I will do whatever it takes to keep this family afloat. …show more content…
Jack wanders into the other room and he screams, “Mom! Come quick. There is a giant beanstalk outside the window.” I thought to myself there was no way he was telling the truth. I make my way over and see the beanstalk realizing what a magnificent exchange the beans were for Milky-White. Not long after I asked Jack to climb up, so we had better incite as to what this beanstalk was. I wait outside as he starts ascending up the face of the beanstalk, and I watch him disappear into the clouds. A few hours go by and I am still waiting, I look up to see Jack hurrying down carrying a large burlap sack. He reaches the bottom of the ladder like beanstalk and with an even bigger smile than his face had yesterday, he excitedly says, “There was a giant who was rich as a king in the clouds and he was able to take one of the bags filled with gold coins.” I peek into the sack and see enough gold to keep us settled nicely for a few weeks. I begin screaming with excitement because I knew my family wasn’t going to …show more content…
I wanted more, and whatever I asked my son to do, he would do for me. I had him climb up the beanstalk for the last time to go find me something even better than his findings the time before. Like all the other times he took a couple hours, but this time he was in a frantic state when coming down the beanstalk. Soon after he hit the ground, he handed me a gold harp that played music on its own. I was more in awe than the last two times he had brought me these gifts. Everything was great, until I saw the beanstalk shaking way more than usual. I looked up to find a giant man was coming down the beanstalk demanding for his things back. In terror, I reached for an axe or something to cut the beanstalk down. Jack came running from the barn with a chainsaw and cut it down with a few solid hits. The beanstalk came down with a loud crash and the giant hurried back up so he wasn’t stuck on land from the
Becoming a widow is a phenomenon that I remember distinctly being one of the most painful experiences I ever endured. Not having someone to take care of me the way a spouse does puts a burden on my heart that is indescribable. On the bright side, I have my dear son Jack to keep me company through these tough years. Jack and I are not alone, we also have a cow named Milky-White. Milky-White is the source of our income and helps put food on the table for my boy and me. Jack and I take her to the farmers market a couple times a week and sell her milk to the locals. The price that is paid by taking Milky-White up to the market is quite cumbersome, but I will do whatever it takes to keep this family afloat. …show more content…
Jack wanders into the other room and he screams, “Mom! Come quick. There is a giant beanstalk outside the window.” I thought to myself there was no way he was telling the truth. I make my way over and see the beanstalk realizing what a magnificent exchange the beans were for Milky-White. Not long after I asked Jack to climb up, so we had better incite as to what this beanstalk was. I wait outside as he starts ascending up the face of the beanstalk, and I watch him disappear into the clouds. A few hours go by and I am still waiting, I look up to see Jack hurrying down carrying a large burlap sack. He reaches the bottom of the ladder like beanstalk and with an even bigger smile than his face had yesterday, he excitedly says, “There was a giant who was rich as a king in the clouds and he was able to take one of the bags filled with gold coins.” I peek into the sack and see enough gold to keep us settled nicely for a few weeks. I begin screaming with excitement because I knew my family wasn’t going to …show more content…
I wanted more, and whatever I asked my son to do, he would do for me. I had him climb up the beanstalk for the last time to go find me something even better than his findings the time before. Like all the other times he took a couple hours, but this time he was in a frantic state when coming down the beanstalk. Soon after he hit the ground, he handed me a gold harp that played music on its own. I was more in awe than the last two times he had brought me these gifts. Everything was great, until I saw the beanstalk shaking way more than usual. I looked up to find a giant man was coming down the beanstalk demanding for his things back. In terror, I reached for an axe or something to cut the beanstalk down. Jack came running from the barn with a chainsaw and cut it down with a few solid hits. The beanstalk came down with a loud crash and the giant hurried back up so he wasn’t stuck on land from the