Once upon a time, there were three goats known for their strength, courage, and intelligence. They always accompanied each other. One day, the three goats went out to perform their role and function, which consisted of caring for the green hill near them. The goal was for the three goats to become fat and plump, for they had long dreamed of this.
The large hill overlooked a wide river with beautiful blue color. But over that river there was a bridge, and under that bridge lurked a troll, known for his ugliness and wickedness. Whenever that troll heard any footsteps on the bridge, he would suddenly appear without prior warning and immediately eat the person walking on the bridge.
The three goats knew this story and were very afraid to think about that troll, fearing him greatly. Despite their fear of that troll hiding under the river bridge near the hill, they longed greatly to eat the good, delicious grass in the green meadow on the other bank of the river.
The three goats remained very afraid, but they insisted on standing firm, encouraged each other greatly, and decided to cross the bridge. They agreed on a trick that would enable them to get the delicious grass they dreamed of so much. The small goat encouraged herself and crossed the bridge first, before the other two goats passed.
The small goat began crossing the wooden bridge gently, walking slowly. But the troll hiding under the bridge heard her footsteps and immediately poked his ugly, frightening head out. The poor little goat nearly fell and drowned in the water from her extreme fear when the troll poked his head out.
The troll asked, saying, “Who is that clip-clopping over the wooden bridge?” The small goat answered him, saying, “I am the smallest of goats, oh troll, and I am crossing the bridge to go to the delicious grass so I can become fat and plump.” She suggested to him, knowing well he was preparing to attack her, saying, “Oh troll, what do you think about eating the other goat? She’s truly much fatter than me.” The troll was convinced by what the small goat said and allowed her to cross the bridge.
Then the other goat came, and the troll appeared to her. She too suggested he eat the third billy goat because he was much fatter than her. The troll was convinced and allowed her to cross the bridge. Then came the third billy goat, who was fat and had two long horns known for their strength and greatness, and a long, thick beard. Strangely, this billy goat never feared that terrifying troll.
The billy goat didn’t care about the troll’s threats and proceeded across the bridge, striking forcefully with his hooves. Suddenly he attacked the troll and gored him with his horns. The troll fell defeated into the river. Thus the three goats achieved their dream and eliminated the evil troll who never showed mercy to anyone who thought about crossing the wooden bridge.