title: Read It Yourself Level 1 Three Billy Goats Gruff
author: Ladybird
description: "Read It Yourself" is a learning to read series of classic, traditional stories with four levels of difficulty to suit the stage your child is at with reading. Written in a simple way for young readers, they will build their confidence in learning to read as they progress through each level. Familiar fairytales and exciting stories will amuse children and encourage them to progress further with this series and become confident readers. Each book in "The Read It Yourself With Ladybird Series" is carefully structured to include many everyday words that are vital for first reading/beginner readers. They also contain clear, beautiful pictures for extra support and interest. Extra puzzle questions at the end of each book further help with comprehension. This "Read It Yourself" version of "The Three Billy Goats Gruff" is a level 1 title and so suitable for children who are beginning to learn to read. The story is told simply, using short sentences and a small number of frequently repeated words. Trust 'Ladybird' to help your child learn to read and become a confident reader.
zlib_text: **The Killing Time**
  
   **M J Lee**
  
   **14 January 1932**
  
   _ **The 333th Day of the Year of the Golden Goat**_
  
   **1**
  
   _He nestled his hands into the warm gap between his chest and his arm,
  curling up so his nose touched his bare knees._
  
   _The pain from his ear had lessened now. All that remained was a long, dull
  throb. The blood had clotted and scabbed, caking his neck and shoulders._
  
   _One time, he had gently brushed his right ear with his fingertips. One time
  was enough. The pain had passed through his brain like a scythe through stalks
  of rice, leaving nothing but stubble in its wake. He wasn’t going to touch it
  again._
  
   _He shivered._
  
   _It was so cold._
  
   _‘I want Ah Yee. Where is Ah Yee?’ he whispered to himself through chapped
  lips._
  
   _The boy remembered the warmth of his maid’s body as she hugged him to sleep,
  her strong arms pulling him into the pillow of her breasts beneath the cotton
  nightshirt._
  
   _‘Where is Ah Yee?’ he repeated, like a Hail Mary given to him by the 