THE LITTLE FIR TREE STORY
It was still and quiet in the big forest. It was winter and all the little animals were in the warm of their homes.
A little fir tree grew in the middle of the forest surrounded by lots of other fir trees. Most of them were older and bigger than he was and usually ignore him.
The tree standing next to him was the  oldest tree in the whole forest and  although he could be rather grumpy at  times, now and again he would talk to  the little fir tree and tell him stories of  long ago when the forest was new .
This particularly day he didn’t want to talk much and the little fir tree was feeling even more lonely than usually. He sighed and looked around him:  - Oh! I wished it would snow !
And as if by magic at that very moment the tiny snow flakes settled on the top  of most branches. It was quickly followed  by another and another .
The little fir tree knew that the old  tree didn’t like the snow very  much.  They grumbled and they say they  weighed their branches down.  But the  little fir tree was young and strong and  as he watched the snow flakes  spinning  down he
had a glimpse of a lorry at the distance and at the  same time  a tiny sparrow flew over the  head. -The men are coming!    The men are coming!–  then he flew quickly  away.The little fir tree looked around.
What does he mean ? He asked the old trees. Ah ! – mumbled the old tree. It happens every few years.  What happens ? Asked the little fir tree.  The old tree shooked the snow from  his branches.
In the middle of December the men come into the forest and cut down lots of fir trees. They take them away to the big town  where people buy them and take them  inside their homes. Inside their homes ?! Whatever for ?!
I’m not too sure. When they get the  trees inside, they have lights and all sort of coloured things on their branches. Then a couple of weeks later they take them all off again and throw the trees outside to die. An old black bird told me the story. He lived in a town and had seen it happen, so I  know it’s true.
-Oh! My goodness! What a fearful thing to do! I don’t want to go and I don’t you to go  either !  -Oh!  There’s no chance of  them choosing me  I’m much too big and old –  the old tree reply – and if I hold my  branches across you, they don’t even see you down  there.
The sound of  the lorry was getting louder and before too long the little fir tree saw the men walking along the park.The back of their lorry was full of trees that have already been chosen.
The little fir tree kept very still and  quiet and lean close to his friend.  The men’s  voices grew  louder and suddenly he  felt a big hand  on his trunk  and heard  a shout.
- Here’s a lovely one, Joe ! I almost missed it hiding beneath the branches of this old tree. Just look at this! It’s a beautiful little tree! I think,  perhaps I’ll keep this one for myself. Do you mind I dig it up now ?
The little tree shivered and shooked and he felt his roots being lifted from the ground before he had a chance to say goodbye to the old treeand he was lifted into the lorry.
He didn’t  remember much of what happened  next.He was too frightened to even think about what was going on.  The next thing he knew is that the lorry  stopped and he  was laid down  in the  garden.  A little boy and girl come running out to look at him.
They carried him inside. The little fir  tree stopped shivering by now and he  was very interested in what is  happening to him. It was nice to feel  his roots in some soft earth again.  So it was true ! – he thought – it’s all  happening just as the black bird said!
He was carried into a large room and put down in the corner. He watched  the children coming. They open lots of  boxes and took out all sort of exciting things.  They put coloured tinsel  around him and lights among his  branches and finally a big silver star  was placed right on the top of his top  branch.
The children clapped their hands and the little fir tree  felt quite excited. He stood  in the big room.  People were coming and  said how lovely he looked.  And he enjoy watching the children opening their presents and playing  with their new toys.
He certainly didn’t feel lonely any  more, in fact he was having a  wondertful time.  One morning however, the children came into the room and started  removing all the decorations. Even his  beautiful silver star was taken off and put back into the box.
Oh, dear ! I suppose this is the end. – he said sadly. –  I’ve enjoyed myself so  much!  But I expect I’d be  thrown outside now and left to die.  He gave a big sigh…
But things didn’t turn out quite as he  expected. He was taken  outside but  instead of  being thrown away,  the children  dig a big hole in  the earth  and planted it in  the garden.
- There ! – they said – he can stay here for the rest of the year and we can dig him up again and bring him indoors every Christmas from now on!
The little fir tree could hardly believe it.  -I’m not going to die after all ! – he thought happily.   -I can live here in the  garden and make  friends with all the    animals  and birds !
And I’ll be taken indoors again each Christmas  and  have my lovely decorations put  on again !  I shall never  be lonely again ! What a  lucky little fir tree I am !  He shivered his roots around in soft earth until he was comfortable and went fast asleep.
A Biblioteca Escolar/ Centro de Recursos  deseja a todos  Amadora, 16 de Dezembro de 2009

A Christmas Story

  • 1.
    THE LITTLE FIRTREE STORY
  • 2.
    It was stilland quiet in the big forest. It was winter and all the little animals were in the warm of their homes.
  • 3.
    A little firtree grew in the middle of the forest surrounded by lots of other fir trees. Most of them were older and bigger than he was and usually ignore him.
  • 4.
    The tree standingnext to him was the oldest tree in the whole forest and although he could be rather grumpy at times, now and again he would talk to the little fir tree and tell him stories of long ago when the forest was new .
  • 5.
    This particularly dayhe didn’t want to talk much and the little fir tree was feeling even more lonely than usually. He sighed and looked around him: - Oh! I wished it would snow !
  • 6.
    And as ifby magic at that very moment the tiny snow flakes settled on the top of most branches. It was quickly followed by another and another .
  • 7.
    The little firtree knew that the old tree didn’t like the snow very much. They grumbled and they say they weighed their branches down. But the little fir tree was young and strong and as he watched the snow flakes spinning down he
  • 8.
    had a glimpseof a lorry at the distance and at the same time a tiny sparrow flew over the head. -The men are coming! The men are coming!– then he flew quickly away.The little fir tree looked around.
  • 9.
    What does hemean ? He asked the old trees. Ah ! – mumbled the old tree. It happens every few years. What happens ? Asked the little fir tree. The old tree shooked the snow from his branches.
  • 10.
    In the middleof December the men come into the forest and cut down lots of fir trees. They take them away to the big town where people buy them and take them inside their homes. Inside their homes ?! Whatever for ?!
  • 11.
    I’m not toosure. When they get the trees inside, they have lights and all sort of coloured things on their branches. Then a couple of weeks later they take them all off again and throw the trees outside to die. An old black bird told me the story. He lived in a town and had seen it happen, so I know it’s true.
  • 12.
    -Oh! My goodness!What a fearful thing to do! I don’t want to go and I don’t you to go either ! -Oh! There’s no chance of them choosing me I’m much too big and old – the old tree reply – and if I hold my branches across you, they don’t even see you down there.
  • 13.
    The sound of the lorry was getting louder and before too long the little fir tree saw the men walking along the park.The back of their lorry was full of trees that have already been chosen.
  • 14.
    The little firtree kept very still and quiet and lean close to his friend. The men’s voices grew louder and suddenly he felt a big hand on his trunk and heard a shout.
  • 15.
    - Here’s alovely one, Joe ! I almost missed it hiding beneath the branches of this old tree. Just look at this! It’s a beautiful little tree! I think, perhaps I’ll keep this one for myself. Do you mind I dig it up now ?
  • 16.
    The little treeshivered and shooked and he felt his roots being lifted from the ground before he had a chance to say goodbye to the old treeand he was lifted into the lorry.
  • 17.
    He didn’t remember much of what happened next.He was too frightened to even think about what was going on. The next thing he knew is that the lorry stopped and he was laid down in the garden. A little boy and girl come running out to look at him.
  • 18.
    They carried himinside. The little fir tree stopped shivering by now and he was very interested in what is happening to him. It was nice to feel his roots in some soft earth again. So it was true ! – he thought – it’s all happening just as the black bird said!
  • 19.
    He was carriedinto a large room and put down in the corner. He watched the children coming. They open lots of boxes and took out all sort of exciting things. They put coloured tinsel around him and lights among his branches and finally a big silver star was placed right on the top of his top branch.
  • 20.
    The children clappedtheir hands and the little fir tree felt quite excited. He stood in the big room. People were coming and said how lovely he looked. And he enjoy watching the children opening their presents and playing with their new toys.
  • 21.
    He certainly didn’tfeel lonely any more, in fact he was having a wondertful time. One morning however, the children came into the room and started removing all the decorations. Even his beautiful silver star was taken off and put back into the box.
  • 22.
    Oh, dear !I suppose this is the end. – he said sadly. – I’ve enjoyed myself so much! But I expect I’d be thrown outside now and left to die. He gave a big sigh…
  • 23.
    But things didn’tturn out quite as he expected. He was taken outside but instead of being thrown away, the children dig a big hole in the earth and planted it in the garden.
  • 24.
    - There !– they said – he can stay here for the rest of the year and we can dig him up again and bring him indoors every Christmas from now on!
  • 25.
    The little firtree could hardly believe it. -I’m not going to die after all ! – he thought happily. -I can live here in the garden and make friends with all the animals and birds !
  • 26.
    And I’ll betaken indoors again each Christmas and have my lovely decorations put on again ! I shall never be lonely again ! What a lucky little fir tree I am ! He shivered his roots around in soft earth until he was comfortable and went fast asleep.
  • 27.
    A Biblioteca Escolar/Centro de Recursos deseja a todos Amadora, 16 de Dezembro de 2009