ONDETO

Once upon a time, there were spruces, pines and firs in an arboretum. "We have been here for a long time. It's so boring," they complained loudly. Nobody heard them crying. They were fed up with standing in a corner of the arboretum.

"Just wait and see," a little fir whispered. "It's Christmas time and a lot of people are coming to the arboretum. We will be sold. I am sure," it added.

And its words became true.

On time, at 8'clock, the big gate of the arboretum was opened. People were pushing and shoving. So did Jimmy and his grandfather.

Jimmy was the apple of his grandfather's eye. Grandfather knew how to enjoy Jimmy.

Grandfather said: "Let's go to the arboretum, Jimmy. It's said that there will be a special offer. Let's have a look for a Christmas tree. You are allowed to drive."

The last words sounded like music in Jimmy's ears. Jimmy did not have a car of his own. He used any opportunity driving in a car.

Finally Jimmy and his grandfather were among the people looking around. It didn't take them much time to find the place where the trees were to find.

The trees were sad, because everybody was touching them and nobody wanted them.

Jimmy carefully looked at the trees. He chose two of them and couldn't make up his mind.

"Take me. I am a Nordmann fir," whispered the little tree.

"Take me, my branches are more beautiful," said another fir.

"Look! My branches are closer. Take me," said the Nordmann fir.

While they were disputing Jim was turning them and compared them again and again. In the end grandfather was coming and he decided to take the smaller one.

"Bye, I wash my hands of you," the fir angrily whispered to the other tree.

Coming home they looked for a nice place behind her house and they found a suitable place.

The little Nordmann-fir was happy and was shining in new splendour.
Its lighter announced: "M E R R Y   C H R I S T M A S !"

There was no argument any more. Peace and pleasure were in all houses.

Jimmy and his grandfather lived happily ever after.