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The PancakeAn adaptation of the Norwegian tale Pannekaken
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CHILD 4: Oh dear, pretty, kind, you
NARRATOR: said the fourth.
CHILD 5: Oh dear, beautiful, pretty, kind, you
NARRATOR: said the fifth.
CHILD 6: Oh dear, beautiful, pretty, good, kind, you
NARRATOR: said the sixth.
CHILD 7: Oh dear, beautiful, pretty, good, kind, sweet, you
NARRATOR: said the seventh, and they all asked for pancakes, one more beautifully than the last, for they were so kind — and so hungry.
WOMAN: Yes, my children, just pray for it to turn,
NARRATOR: ’Until I turn it around’, she should have said,
WOMAN: … and you will all get pancakes together; just see how thick and delicious it is.
NARRATOR: When the pancake heard this, it became frightened, and just as it so happened, it turned away from itself and wanted to get out of the pan; but it fell down again on its other side. And when it had fried a little on that side too, so that it became firm in the middle, it popped out onto the floor and rolled off like a wheel, through the door and down the road.
WOMAN: Hiya!
NARRATOR: The woman ran after with her pan in one hand and the spoon in the other, as fast as she could, and the children ran behind her, and the grandfather hobbled after.
WOMAN: Hi, will you please!
CHILDREN: Grab it, take it, ahh!
NARRATOR: they screamed on top of one another and tried to grab it on the run and catch it again. But the pancake rolled and rolled, and after a time it was so far away that they could not see it any longer, for the pancake was faster than everyone else. When the pancake had rolled for a while, it met a man.
MAN: Good day, pancake
PANCAKE: God bless ya, man ban
MAN: My dear pancake, don't roll so fast, stay a bit and let me eat you
PANCAKE: I’ve gone from wife bife, grandfather, and seven screaming children, so I can go from you, man ban!
NARRATOR: and the pancake rolled and rolled until it met a hen.
HEN: Good day, pancake
PANCAKE: Good day, hen pen,
HEN: My dear pancake, don't roll so fast, stay a bit and let me eat you!
PANCAKE: I’ve gone from wife bife, grandfather, seven screaming children, and man ban, so I can go from you too, hen pen! NARRATOR: and the pancake rolled like a wheel down the road. Then, it met a rooster.
ROOSTER: Good day, pancake!
PANCAKE: Good day, rooster booster.
ROOSTER: My dear pancake, don't roll so fast, stay a bit and let me eat you!
PANCAKE: I’ve gone from wife bife, grandfather, seven screaming children, man ban, and hen pen, so I can go from you too, rooster booster!
NARRATOR: The pancake exclaimed this as it started to roll and roll as fast as it could. When it had rolled for a long while, it met a duck.
DUCK: Good day, pancake!
PANCAKE: Good day, duck luck.
DUCK: My dear pancake, don't roll so fast, stay a bit and let me eat you
PANCAKE: I’ve gone from wife bife, grandfather, seven screaming children, man ban, hen pen, and rooster booster, so I can go from you too, duck luck!
NARRATOR: Now the pancake began to roll and roll as fast as it could. When it had rolled for a long, long while, it met a goose.
GOOSE: Good day, pancake!
PANCAKE: Good day, goose boose..
GOOSE: My dear pancake, don't roll so fast, stay a bit and let me eat you!
PANCAKE: I’ve gone from wife bife, grandfather, seven screaming children, man ban, hen pen, rooster booster, and duck luck, so I can go from you too, goose boose!
NARRATOR: And the pancake rolled off again. When it had rolled for a long, long while once more, it met a swan.
SWAN: Good day, pancake!
PANCAKE: Good day, swan pawn..
SWAN: My dear pancake, don't roll so fast, stay a bit and let me eat you,
PANCAKE: I’ve gone from wife bife, grandfather, seven screaming children, man ban, hen pen, rooster booster, duck luck, and goose boose, so I can go from you too, swan pawn!
NARRATOR: The pancake began to roll and roll, the fastest it could. And when it had rolled for an even longer while, it met a pig.
PIG: Good day, pancake,
PANCAKE: Good day, piggy wiggy,
NARRATOR: The pancake greeted the pancake, but continued to roll and roll as fast as it could.
PIG: No, stay a little, you don't need to fly off like that, we can stroll quietly together through the forest and keep each other company; it should be a bit safer.
NARRATOR: The pancake thought there might be some truth in that, and so they did. But when they had been traveling for a while, they came to a creek. The pig floated on its back, it was no problem for him; but the pancake couldn't get over.
PIG: Sit on my snout, and I'll carry you over!
NARRATOR: And the pancake did so.
PIG: Ouf-Ouf!
NARRATOR: The pig grunted and swallowed the pancake in one big gulp, and as the pancake could not travel any further - well, you see, neither can this story.
NARRATOR: Snip, Snap, Snout, now the story is out!
Ghost Pepper Jam: A Spicy Alternate Ending by Andrew Rossow and Nora Serres
NARRATOR: Now little did the pig, or anyone else for that matter, know about the pancake’s small but mighty secret. Inside the fluffy center of this quick rolling pancake was a dollop of — Boo! — ghost pepper jam. As he licked his lips in satisfaction, a strange sensation overcame him. His mouth began to burn and he squealed in a panic - what was this mysterious fire?! Desperate for something to extinguish it, the pig drank the whole river dry to help calm the heat down. Just as the pig was slurping up the last few droplets, the man came busting through the forest to what was the water’s edge.
MAN: Oh dear, where did all the water go?
PIG: I drank it all!
NARRATOR: the pig squealed with a pant,
PIG: That pancake was full of fire!
HEN: Wow, you didn’t notice the fiery middle?!
PIG: “No, and that’s why this dry riverbed you are standing in the middle of is no longer filled with water.”
NARRATOR: The rooster, cock-a-doodle-dooing into the gathering, was unaware of the conversation going on and exclaimed,
ROOSTER: Why the dry riverbed?
NARRATOR: The duck quacked dismayed as he waddled right behind onto the scene, disappointed by his disappeared bathtub.
NARRATOR: The goose was extremely thirsty after its usual breakfast of breadcrumbs. Flapping and honking, it didn’t know what to do!
NARRATOR: The swan tried diving for weeds as it usually did, but scoffed as it realized it was digging its beak into dry earth.
NARRATOR: Back at home the next morning, the seven hungry children continued to beg and plead for the pancake breakfast they had missed out on yesterday. As the mother prepared the batter, she again added her secret fiery ingredient. None of the kids had any idea, but when they finally got a taste of their mother’s famous pancakes, they enjoyed them all so much that they declared pancakes should be made like that from then on! They still eat their pancakes like that to this day.
What’s your favorite secret pancake ingredient?
NARRATOR: said the fourth.
CHILD 5: Oh dear, beautiful, pretty, kind, you
NARRATOR: said the fifth.
CHILD 6: Oh dear, beautiful, pretty, good, kind, you
NARRATOR: said the sixth.
CHILD 7: Oh dear, beautiful, pretty, good, kind, sweet, you
NARRATOR: said the seventh, and they all asked for pancakes, one more beautifully than the last, for they were so kind — and so hungry.
WOMAN: Yes, my children, just pray for it to turn,
NARRATOR: ’Until I turn it around’, she should have said,
WOMAN: … and you will all get pancakes together; just see how thick and delicious it is.
NARRATOR: When the pancake heard this, it became frightened, and just as it so happened, it turned away from itself and wanted to get out of the pan; but it fell down again on its other side. And when it had fried a little on that side too, so that it became firm in the middle, it popped out onto the floor and rolled off like a wheel, through the door and down the road.
WOMAN: Hiya!
NARRATOR: The woman ran after with her pan in one hand and the spoon in the other, as fast as she could, and the children ran behind her, and the grandfather hobbled after.
WOMAN: Hi, will you please!
CHILDREN: Grab it, take it, ahh!
NARRATOR: they screamed on top of one another and tried to grab it on the run and catch it again. But the pancake rolled and rolled, and after a time it was so far away that they could not see it any longer, for the pancake was faster than everyone else. When the pancake had rolled for a while, it met a man.
MAN: Good day, pancake
PANCAKE: God bless ya, man ban
MAN: My dear pancake, don't roll so fast, stay a bit and let me eat you
PANCAKE: I’ve gone from wife bife, grandfather, and seven screaming children, so I can go from you, man ban!
NARRATOR: and the pancake rolled and rolled until it met a hen.
HEN: Good day, pancake
PANCAKE: Good day, hen pen,
HEN: My dear pancake, don't roll so fast, stay a bit and let me eat you!
PANCAKE: I’ve gone from wife bife, grandfather, seven screaming children, and man ban, so I can go from you too, hen pen! NARRATOR: and the pancake rolled like a wheel down the road. Then, it met a rooster.
ROOSTER: Good day, pancake!
PANCAKE: Good day, rooster booster.
ROOSTER: My dear pancake, don't roll so fast, stay a bit and let me eat you!
PANCAKE: I’ve gone from wife bife, grandfather, seven screaming children, man ban, and hen pen, so I can go from you too, rooster booster!
NARRATOR: The pancake exclaimed this as it started to roll and roll as fast as it could. When it had rolled for a long while, it met a duck.
DUCK: Good day, pancake!
PANCAKE: Good day, duck luck.
DUCK: My dear pancake, don't roll so fast, stay a bit and let me eat you
PANCAKE: I’ve gone from wife bife, grandfather, seven screaming children, man ban, hen pen, and rooster booster, so I can go from you too, duck luck!
NARRATOR: Now the pancake began to roll and roll as fast as it could. When it had rolled for a long, long while, it met a goose.
GOOSE: Good day, pancake!
PANCAKE: Good day, goose boose..
GOOSE: My dear pancake, don't roll so fast, stay a bit and let me eat you!
PANCAKE: I’ve gone from wife bife, grandfather, seven screaming children, man ban, hen pen, rooster booster, and duck luck, so I can go from you too, goose boose!
NARRATOR: And the pancake rolled off again. When it had rolled for a long, long while once more, it met a swan.
SWAN: Good day, pancake!
PANCAKE: Good day, swan pawn..
SWAN: My dear pancake, don't roll so fast, stay a bit and let me eat you,
PANCAKE: I’ve gone from wife bife, grandfather, seven screaming children, man ban, hen pen, rooster booster, duck luck, and goose boose, so I can go from you too, swan pawn!
NARRATOR: The pancake began to roll and roll, the fastest it could. And when it had rolled for an even longer while, it met a pig.
PIG: Good day, pancake,
PANCAKE: Good day, piggy wiggy,
NARRATOR: The pancake greeted the pancake, but continued to roll and roll as fast as it could.
PIG: No, stay a little, you don't need to fly off like that, we can stroll quietly together through the forest and keep each other company; it should be a bit safer.
NARRATOR: The pancake thought there might be some truth in that, and so they did. But when they had been traveling for a while, they came to a creek. The pig floated on its back, it was no problem for him; but the pancake couldn't get over.
PIG: Sit on my snout, and I'll carry you over!
NARRATOR: And the pancake did so.
PIG: Ouf-Ouf!
NARRATOR: The pig grunted and swallowed the pancake in one big gulp, and as the pancake could not travel any further - well, you see, neither can this story.
NARRATOR: Snip, Snap, Snout, now the story is out!
Ghost Pepper Jam: A Spicy Alternate Ending by Andrew Rossow and Nora Serres
NARRATOR: Now little did the pig, or anyone else for that matter, know about the pancake’s small but mighty secret. Inside the fluffy center of this quick rolling pancake was a dollop of — Boo! — ghost pepper jam. As he licked his lips in satisfaction, a strange sensation overcame him. His mouth began to burn and he squealed in a panic - what was this mysterious fire?! Desperate for something to extinguish it, the pig drank the whole river dry to help calm the heat down. Just as the pig was slurping up the last few droplets, the man came busting through the forest to what was the water’s edge.
MAN: Oh dear, where did all the water go?
PIG: I drank it all!
NARRATOR: the pig squealed with a pant,
PIG: That pancake was full of fire!
HEN: Wow, you didn’t notice the fiery middle?!
PIG: “No, and that’s why this dry riverbed you are standing in the middle of is no longer filled with water.”
NARRATOR: The rooster, cock-a-doodle-dooing into the gathering, was unaware of the conversation going on and exclaimed,
ROOSTER: Why the dry riverbed?
NARRATOR: The duck quacked dismayed as he waddled right behind onto the scene, disappointed by his disappeared bathtub.
NARRATOR: The goose was extremely thirsty after its usual breakfast of breadcrumbs. Flapping and honking, it didn’t know what to do!
NARRATOR: The swan tried diving for weeds as it usually did, but scoffed as it realized it was digging its beak into dry earth.
NARRATOR: Back at home the next morning, the seven hungry children continued to beg and plead for the pancake breakfast they had missed out on yesterday. As the mother prepared the batter, she again added her secret fiery ingredient. None of the kids had any idea, but when they finally got a taste of their mother’s famous pancakes, they enjoyed them all so much that they declared pancakes should be made like that from then on! They still eat their pancakes like that to this day.
What’s your favorite secret pancake ingredient?