jueves, 26 de enero de 2012

RIDDLES (X)


Try this one!

A cloud was my mother, the wind is my father, my son is the cool stream, and my daughter is the fruit of the land. A rainbow is my bed, the earth my final resting place, and I'm the torment of man. 



Iván is the winner.  Well done!!

GUESS THE BOOK!

This is a paragraph from a great story. Read it and try to guess which is it.

A long time ago, a husband and wife lived happily in a cottage at the edge of a wood. But one day the wife fell ill. She could eat nothing and grew thinner and thinner. The only thing that could cure her, she believed, was a strange herb that grew in the beautiful garden next to their cottage. She begged her husband to find a way into the garden and steal some of this herb, which was called …

Now this garden belonged to a wicked witch, who used it to grow herbs for her spells.
One day, she caught the husband creeping into her garden. When he told her what he had come for, the witch gave him some herb, but she made him promise to give her their first-born child in return. The husband agreed, thinking that the witch would soon forget the promise.