Adventures of Robin Hood
“Pay up! Pay up!” The shrill cry rang around Sherwood Village. Soldiers marched from house to house, pounding on doors. “Time to pay your taxes!” Confused villagers stumbled from their homes. Each month they paid taxes to the Sheriff of Nottingham, who owned the land they lived on.
“But we just paid last week,” one of them protested. A sur faces soldier trotted closer on his horse. It was Guy of Gisborne, the Sheriff’s nephew and Chief Guard. “ From now on,” he sneered, “you pay every week.”
An hour later, the soldiers rode away. Guy’s bag bulged with wedding rings, necklaces and brooches. He smirked. “The Sheriff will be pleased with me.” Just then, an arrow whizzed past his face and hit a tree. A shadowy figure appeared in the branches. “An outlaw!” Guy shuddered.
“Not just any outlaw,” one of the soldiers yelled “It’s Robin Hood!” The famous outlaw swung to the leafy ground. “At your service,” he said, with a bow.
“Arrest him!” Guy cried. But the soldiers were too scared. Robin Hood was the most wanted outlaw in England, but aso the most dangerous. “” You’ve been stealing from the villagers, Robin said, spotting Guy’s heavy bag of loot. “We can take what we want,” Guy snapped “ The Sheriff owns this land.”
“No,” Robin replied “the King owns this land.”
“Ha!” Guy scoffed. “The King is fighting overseas. He will probably never return. Soon the Sheriff of Nottingham will be king. And you, Robin Hood, will be dead!” Guys swung his sword. The blade sliced Robin’s hand. Fast as a flash, Robin fired an arrow. It caught Guy’s tunic, pinning him against a tree. The soldiers drew their swords. But now Robin’s gang burst from the bushes and bashed them on the head. Robin Hood stepped closer to Guy. “Tell the Sheriff,” he said, “that as long as he steals from the villagers, I will steal from him.” Guy closed his eyes in fear. When he looked again, Robin Hood was gone. And so was Guy’s bag.
“Imbecile!” The Sheriff of Nottingham hurled a cup of wine across the hall of Nottingham Castle. The drink splashed all over Guy of Gisborne’s terrified face. “Once again Robin Hood has made a fool of you,” the Sheriff said, pouring himself more wine. “He made a fool of your soldiers too, uncle,” Guy spluttered.
“Be quiet!” The Sheriff sighed, stroking his pointy beard. “Follow me,” he said. The Sheriff led guy down a gloomy corridor and unlocked a rusty iron door.
Inside, the room was full of coins. There were bags of gold coins, boxes of silver coins and piles of pennies on the floor. “This is enough money to make me king,” the Sheriff said, sipping his wine. “I fear Robin Hood will steal it. Clearly you can’t stop him, Guy.”
“I did cut his hand, uncle…”
“I said be quiet! No- I will hold a tournament to find the finest fighter in the land. The winner will become my Chief Guard.”
“But uncle,” Guy muttered, “I am your Chief Guard.” The Sheriff took another sip of wine. Then he hurled the cup again at Guy.
The following day, Robin Hood and his gang held a feast for the villagers at their hideout in Sherwood forest.
Little John cooked rabbit stew, Will Scarlet baked blackberry pies, and Friar Tuck poured all of the villagers drinks. As the villagers gathered around the crackling fire, Robin gave them back the loot stolen by the Sheriff’s men. But Robin was worried. Guy of Gisborne had said the Sheriff wanted to become king. It was possible too, if the Sheriff had enough money.
Robin was desperate to stop him, but how? The Sheriff kept all of his treasure safely guarded in Nottingham Castle.
“God bless Robin Hood!” said a villager “He’s the best fighter in all of England”
“He should enter the Sheriff’s tournament,” another joked. Robin looked up.
“What tournament?” he asked. A villager handed him a poster.
ARE YOU… the best fighter in England?
PROVE IT… at the Sheriff of Nottingham’s tournament!
THE WINNER… will become the new Chief Guard.
Robin smiled. If he won the Sheriff’s tournament, maybe he’d get a chance to swipe the treasure. Little John guessed what he was thinking. “You can’t enter, Robin,” he said. “You’ll be recognised!” Robin’s grin grew wider. “Not necessarily”
1. Were the villagers happy about paying taxes? Which word tells you think?
2. Guy of Gisborne sneered “you pay every week”. What does this mean? How did Guy feel about the taxes?
3. How did Guy of Gisborne feel about Robin Hood? Which words tell you this? (Give 2 examples)
4. Why was Robin Hood stealing from the Sheriff?
5. The Sheriff calls Guy an “Imbecile!” what does this tell you about their relationship?
6. How did Guy feel about the tournament? Why?
7. Why do you think the villager joked about Robin entering the tournament?