The Storks 7

I know the pond in which all the little children lie, waiting till the storks come to take them to their parents. The prettiest little babies lie there dreaming more sweetly than they will ever dream in the time to come. All parents are glad to have a little child, and children are so pleased with a little brother or sister. Now we will fly to the pond and fetch a little baby for each of the children who did not sing that naughty song to make game of the storks.”

 

“But the naughty boy, who began the song first, what shall we do to him?” cried the young storks.

 

“There lies in the pond a little dead baby who has dreamed itself to death,” said the mother.

 

“We will take it to the naughty boy, and he will cry because we have brought him a little dead brother. But you have not forgotten the good boy who said it was a shame to laugh at animals: we will take him a little brother and sister too, because he was good. He is called Peter, and you shall all be called Peter in future.”

 

So they all did what their mother had arranged, and from that day, even till now, all the storks have been called Peter.

 

By: Hans Christian Andersen

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