High on a hill above the village stood a lighthouse. Its beams of light were a warning for ships to stay away. There were treacherous rocks below.
The people that lived in the village were celebrating. The lighthouse keeper was an old solitary man. He was doing his work and he heard an unusual clanking noise, he decided to walk up the stairs and investigate what had happened. Suddenly the whole lighthouse plunged into darkness, he felt worried.
When he reached the top of the stairs, he opened a little door to inspect the enormous lamp, then he heard a blasting horn from a ship. As he struggled to lift the enormous lamp, he tripped over his toolbox that was sitting on the floor and the lamp smashed into thousands of pieces. He thought “oh no I smashed the lamp into lots of tiny pieces, what can I do now?”
The lighthouse keeper came up with a solution and he ran down stairs to open the door for a little peek,villagers were starting to arrive and they were carrying all the lanterns from the village.
All the people from the village were holding lamps so the ship goes to the rocks and smashed.