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Once upon a time, there lived a Gentle 

Giant who worked very hard to grow great 

big beanstalks in front of his hard-earned 

castle to collect beans and sell to the head 

farmer.

One day, as the Gentle Giant was working 

hard collecting these beans off one of his 

beanstalks, he notices a young boy 

climbing up one of his beanstalks then walk 

towards his castle. The Gentle Giant 

watches to see why he was here and what 

he was doing. The boy rings the bell and 

says "Good morning ma'am, would you 

kindly give me some breakfast? I have had 

nothing to eat since yesterday".

The Giant listens to see how his wife would reply to this stranger and she 

kindly replied "Very well young man, come in, I will cook you something to 

eat." The Giant puzzled as to why his wife would cook for a stranger 

decides to pretend to be fierce and stomps towards the castle. 

"FE, FI, FO, FUM, 

I SMELL THE BLOOD OF AN ENGLISHMAN; 

BUT HE ALIVE, OR HE BE DEAD,

I'LL GRIND HIS BONES TO MAKE MY BREAD!"

The Giant's wife becomes afraid that her husband was angry, so quickly 

she popped him into the empty kettle saying "we must hide you 

somehow!"

His wife opens the front door trying to calm her husband down, "Nonsense! 

You must be mistaken. It's the Ox's hide you smell". The Giant searches 

around for the young boy he saw enter, but to his dismay he saw nobody 

but his wife.

The Giant thinking he was dreaming from being 

overtired and hungry, takes the ox that his wife 

had prepared for him and demolishes his lunch in 

seconds, forgetting about the young boy.

"Wife" he then says, "bring me my money bags". 

So his wife brings his 2 money bags filled with 

gold, and he begins counting his earnings. 

With heavy eyes he falls asleep and starts snoring 

loudly. The young boy then sneaks out quickly 

from the kettle and snatched the 2 bags of gold 

from the Gentle Giants arms, running out the 

castle down the beanstalks.

At such a young age, this young boy had 

become a thief, stealing from the 

struggling, hard working Gentle Giant. The 

Gentle Giant had never gone down the 

beanstalks because he never wanted to 

disturb anybody but remained in his own 

land up the beanstalks in his castle.

A few days later, the young boy, disguised himself and climbed 

up the beanstalks once again to steal what he could from the 

Giant's castle. The boy knocked on the door   and asked politely, 

"Is it possible that you can feed a hungry little boy, I haven't 

eaten for days!" The Giant's wife, not recognizing the boy, felt 

sorry for him and prepared a large meal for the boy to eat. 

Suddenly they hear:

"FE, FI, FO FUM,

I SMELL THE BLOOD OF AN ENGLISHMAN,

BE HE ALIVE, OR BE HE DEAD,

I'LL GRIND HIS BONES TO MAKE MY BREAD!"

The wife hid the boy quickly in the oven and replied to the Giant 

that he was mistaken, and distracted him with food once again, 

this time a roasted bullock. The Giant devoured the whole thing 

and asked the wife to bring him his little white hen, which she 

fetched and placed on the table. 

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