One upon a time, there was a man named Joeice, who was poor. He lived in Lime village. He was a painter. Many people like his picture
One day when he painted in the forest, he looked a bird flew. On that bird’s foot held something liked a paintbrush. The bird flew upon his, and then, suddenly…, bugh…!! The paintbrush fell down on his head, he took the paintbrush, the paintbrush was very beautiful and many blinking lights. He was very happy, because he got the beautiful paintbrush. He though, he was that impossible to buy paint brush like that. And then, he used the paintbrush for finishing her flower paint. He painted…, painted…, and painted until finished. Afterthat, suddenly… push…, the flower in the paint jumped out. The flower fell on his feed. He took the flower. He sucked smell of flower. He was very surprised, cause the flower had good smell. Then, he looked his paper paint. And he surprised again, cause his paper paint was clean. “Oh no…, this is the magic paintbrush”. he said. He tried to paint other picture. He painted the cake. And then, cake jumped from the paper. “Wow… this great”, he said again.
The next morning, he went to the forest again, for paint something. He put, the magic paintbrush in the trousers sack. On the way . he looked the yellow duck. He try to paint that. But the duck couldn’t stop to move. The duck ran to the left, to the raight. “Oh no…, hey duck don’t move”, he said with duck. Then the duck stoped to move, suddenly the duck ran at him and stole the paintbrush from his trousers suck. The duck ran and lost. The painter went to run the duck. “Hey,… duck, where are you ? “he said. After he wanted the duck, he the duck infront of the river. He looked the paintbrush in front of the duck. He tiptoed across for took the paintbrush. And then, “yeah… I get it”, he cries. After that be surprised and flew away. And after that he came back. On the way, he met a poor man. He so pity with a poor man. He give the poor man a water and some cake. Them talked. Actually, Joice so surprised, because the poor man was Joice’s father. Than, they go home and lived happly ever after.
Created by :Ogie Pratama
XII. IA. 2

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