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To my mother, whose huge heart inspires me. Thank you for sharing my journey. Love, KatieFor my mother, who taught me to cherish what I have and to enjoy every day of my life. Love, Anastasia

Katie Pye Anastasia Belik

Remember the beanstalk that soared to the sky?And Jack, the young boy, who climbed up it to spy? He found a vast land and a giant with gold. Smart Jack soon outfoxed him, or so we’ve been told. You see, all those stories are really not true. You’ve heard of one beanstalk. . . I swear, there were two.

Jack’s mother, on nding their pantry was bare,raced out to nd Jack with a look of despair,“We’ve nothing to eat and no money for bread.I can’t have us starving! Sell Daisy instead.”

Jack set off the next day, the cow at his side. He hadn’t gone far when an old woman cried,“That cow looks quite friendly - I’m lonely, you see. If I give you beans, will you trade her with me?”

“Some beans?” spluttered Jack. “They are magic,” she said.“Some beans!”Jack eyed them with wonder, but then shook his head.The woman was sad, “Well, if you change your mind,go straight through that wood, and my house lies behind.”

Jack watched as the woman then put her beans back.He noticed a hole at the base of her sack. I’ll grab one, he schemed, then I won’t have to pay!He snatched up a bean, then led Daisy away.

When Jack returned home after selling their cow,his mother was pufng while pulling the plow. “There’s no need to work!” Jack called out. “Come and see! As well as some gold, I’ve got magic with me!”

His mother was puzzled, “What does the bean do?” Jack frowned in response, “I do not have a clue!” He tinkered and tested the rest of the day. . .

then lled with frustration, he threw it away.

That night, a huge beanstalk soared up to the sky.Jack jumped out of bed and he gave a glad cry. So Jack climbed up nimbly, and Jack climbed up quick. He climbed and he picked ‘til the leaves grew quite thick.“We’ll have beans for lunch! I shall climb to the top! I’ll throw the beans down. Scoop them up when they drop!”

“A castle!”Jack pushed through the leaves and he gaped at the sight. he gasped and jumped up in delight.

Jack snuck to the castle. He crept through the door. Then Jack stopped and stared, nding treasures galore.He greedily reached for a bag full of gold,then heard someone shout. He no longer felt bold.

Jack frantically looked for a place he could hide.He spotted a jug and climbed quickly inside. But then, he was bafed, Are those sounds of glee?He plucked up his courage and stood up to see…

And there played a giant who roaring and giggling, was tickling a baby both squealing and wriggling.

“Fee...fi... fo... fum!I smell the blood of an English. . .Ben!Be he alive or be he dead, I’ll grind his bones to make my bread.”

Jack stared in surprise ‘til he heard: “Time for dreams!” Then cringed at the sound of the baby’s loud screams. The giant was calm. He just told his harp, “Play! Harp, send Ben to sleep!”Ben then slept right away!

If I had that harp, Jack thought fast in his greed, I’d make people sleep and then steal all we need!Jack tiptoed inside when the giant walked out. Then Jack snatched the harp BUT. . . the harp gave a shout. OP!TS

Jack sped from the castle; the giant gave chase.Jack looked back in fright as the giant kept pace. He hurled down the beanstalk, the harp on his arm.His mother looked up with the greatest alarm.

“Oh, Jack, race down nimbly! Oh, Jack, race down quick! I’ll cut down the beanstalk. That should do the trick!”

The poor giant watched as Jack landed below,but hearing Ben’s screams, he turned slowly to go. And so life got tough in the land in the sky.Ben no longer slept; he would just fuss and cry.

But far below, things were now easy for Jack.He stole all he could, and he brought Daisy back.His mother received their new wealth with surprise.Jack dodged all her questions by making up lies.

But Jack wanted more, so he set out one day,The giant has gold! I need beans right away!He searched through the old woman’s house while she sleptand cheered when he found where the beans were all kept. But Jack was now nosey, and Jack was now slow. Jack pried and he prodded, in no rush to go. . .

The next day, a new beanstalk soared to the sky. Jack slipped from his house without saying goodbye.Away in the distance, the witch set out too.“That boy has a problem. A lesson is due!”

Jack’s mother went pale when the witch shared her news.She raced after Jack, not a moment to lose. The witch turned to leave, then she smiled at the cow.“I’ve paid with my beans, so I’ll take you home now!”

Jack searched for the giant, then made the harp play. He felt pangs of guilt, but he pushed them away. He grabbed at the gold, and he whooped in delight. But. . .hearing his mother, he froze out of fright.

how your thoughtless choices have caused other’s pain.”“Jack Winifred Jones, it is time you confess! That giant’s exhausted. Just look at this mess!”Now you get to work while I try to explain

The castle was gleaming. Jack now understood.He stopped the harp playing, prepared to make good.

The giant woke up and he stretched, satised,then stared at the spic-and-span castle, wide-eyed.

“I’m sorry,” Jack trembled, “for what you went through. I thought of myself and did not think of you.” The giant looked guarded, but Ben answered back.He cooed and he giggled and reached out for Jack!

Jack won back their trust with the lesson he learned.Ben loved Jack so dearly, they never returned! The days lled with merriment - more than before!The castle resounded with giggling once more. . .Eeee... iii...oooo... ummm...I spell va bug ov an...Engmish mung...

BEHIND THE SCENESFind my thoughtless choices. How would the story be different if I had made thoughtful choices instead?What is something thoughtful someone has done for you recently? How has one of your choices impacted someone else?ACT ON IT!• Imagination challenge! Spend time thinking about what it might be like to experience someone else’s life.• What is one thing you can do this week to make someone else’s life better?

EXERCISE YOUR EMPATHY!MEMORY MOTTOSThoughtful or thoughtless? We decide! Learn some memory mottos to encourage you to make thoughtful choices: Empathy is simply understanding and sharing other people’s feelings. When we grow our empathy, it helps us to become more thoughtful. Access more material on www.fairytalefraud.comEvery choice I make decides what type of person I will be. Treat others the way I would want to be treated. What does it cost me to be kind?Make friends with thoughtful and empathetic people. Do something nice for someone facing a hard time.Practice listening for people’s feelings.Notice when people show empathy to you.Ask yourself, how would I feel if. . .Get involved! Widen your friendships and experiences.

MORE FAIRYTALE FRAUD EXPOSEDCreate even more conversations with your children with our growing Fairytale Fraud series. Check out www.fairytalefraud.com for the range of topics, as well as free resources. Create conversations about:Trip Trap Trouble The Three Billy Goats Gruff trip trap over the bridge in search of the greenest grass. But is the grass really greener on the other side?GratitudeBreaking News!King Dumpty has just one goal - to keep things the same. So when Humpty Dumpty falls off the wall, he quickly orders his men to put Humpty together again. Only, they can’t!Coping with ChangeDressed in the Best!A vain emperor launches a new clothing line - but he’s the only one who can see it! Learning from Others

Managing Conf ict...and many more!Ready for Rescue?Rapunzel refuses to get on with tasks that don’t interest her. Can the witch restore order to her tower while keeping the pesky prince away? The Lost YearsWhen a social-media addicted prince wakes the royals from 100 years of sleep, his posts go viral. But what if Sleeping Beauty isn’t happy about being woken up?Sibling WarsHansel and Gretel’s constant ghting leads them into the forbidden forest. Will they be able to work together to escape the witch in the wood?Healthy HabitsHealthy Grief / Social Media

Text copyright © 2020. Katie PyeIllustrations copyright © 2020. Anastasia Belik “The author exerts their ownership of this work under the NZ Copyright Act 1994. No part of this work may be copied, published or sold without the author’s permission.”Published by HeadStart Thinking, Nelson, NZ. ISBN: Soft cover 978-0-473-52843-0 | Hard cover 978-0-473-52844-7 | EPub 978-0-473-52845-4 | Kindle 978-0-473-52846-1 | PDF 978-0-473-52847-8Emjoy dis book? Pees leev a revoo!