![]() And it did cook and she ate till she was satisfied, and then she wanted the pot to stop cooking, but did not know the word. Once on a time when the girl had gone out, her mother said, cook, little pot, cook. The girl took the pot home to her mother, and soon they werefreedfrom their poverty and hunger, and ate sweet porridge as often as they chose. She gifted her with a little pot, which when she said, “cook, little pot, cook”, would cook good, sweet porridge, and when she said, “stop, little pot”, it ceased to cook. They had nothing to eat.One day, the child wentinto the forest, and there an aged woman met her who was aware of her sorrow. ![]() There was a poor but good little girl who lived with her mother. ![]()
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