King Krakus

Once upon a time, there was a kind king named Krakus. King Krakus had a big dream to build a beautiful city on a tall, green hill called Wawel Hill. But there was a big, big problem. A grumpy dragon lived in a dark cave under the hill. He would roar a loud roar. ROAR. His roar was so loud it shook the little flowers. This is the story of the Wawel Dragon, and how a clever plan made everyone safe.

The dragon was very grumpy. He stomped his big feet and his fiery breath scared all the fluffy sheep and gentle cows away. The king's brave knights tried to make the dragon leave. Clang, clang, went their shiny armor. But the dragon's breath was too hot, and his tail was too strong. Swish, swoosh. Everyone felt sad. Then, a clever young shoemaker named Skuba had an idea. He was not big and strong like a knight. But he was very, very smart. Skuba told the king, 'I have a plan. A tricky, tricky plan.'.

Skuba took a soft sheepskin and filled it with spicy, smelly things. He left the tricky treat right by the dragon's cave. The hungry dragon saw it and gobbled it up. GULP. But soon, his tummy felt very hot and rumbly. So hot. He ran to the big, sparkling river to get a drink. He drank, and he drank, and he drank so much water. He drank the whole river. He got bigger and bigger, like a giant green balloon, until he floated away, never to be seen again. Everyone cheered. Hooray. King Krakus built his city, called Kraków, and everyone lived happily. And that shows that being clever can be the biggest power of all.