The weather was frosty and cold. It was growing dark,
and a heavy snow had begun to fall. It was Christmas Eve.
A little girl wandered in the darkening streets. She wore
ragged clothes, and she carried a bundle of matches in her
hand. All day, the Little Match Girl had been trying to
sell her matches....read the rest of H.C. Andersen's
'The Little Match Girl' here:
Inspirational Christmas Stories
Publications International, Ltd.
and a heavy snow had begun to fall. It was Christmas Eve.
A little girl wandered in the darkening streets. She wore
ragged clothes, and she carried a bundle of matches in her
hand. All day, the Little Match Girl had been trying to
sell her matches....read the rest of H.C. Andersen's
'The Little Match Girl' here:
Inspirational Christmas Stories
Publications International, Ltd.
3 comments:
This is one of the most beautiful Christmas story.
Catherine liked to hear it again and again; and inevitably, we wept
'The Little Match Girl', a beautifull memory!
Clarissa, I always weep when I read it as well...and I've done so all my life; it is a beautiful story...sad but then again not!
It was one of my favourites too ...
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