Gilda and the Golden Eggs
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On a small farm, Ben and Mara cared for Gilda, their goose. One dawn, Gilda settled beside a straw nest.
When Ben checked the nest, a golden egg gleamed inside. “One golden egg, warm and bright!” he called to Mara.
The next sunrise, Gilda laid another shining golden egg. Mara clapped softly. “One golden egg, warm and bright!”
Each morning brought one egg, and their little savings grew. Still, Ben frowned at the neat row of coins.
After many mornings, Ben wanted a great treasure immediately. He stared at Gilda’s round belly beside the empty nest.
Because Ben wanted everything at once, he made a foolish plan. “We can open Gilda and take all the gold,” he whispered.
At once, Mara stepped between Ben and the frightened goose. “Stop! Gilda could be hurt, and we could lose her.”
Ben lowered his hands because Mara’s warning reached his heart. “One golden egg, warm and bright,” he said quietly.
So Mara opened the barn door, and Gilda waddled outside. Ben scattered corn, promising to care for her patiently.
The next morning, Gilda rested safely beside one new golden egg. Ben and Mara smiled without asking for more.
That night, Gilda tucked her head beneath her soft wing. Be thankful for small gifts that come each day.