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The kind wood-fairy heard its words. She touched the boughs of the fir tree
                    once more with her magic wand. The next morning the fir tree was covered
                    with sparkling glass leaves. The animals and birds of the forest looked at it

                    with wonder. Alas! Its happiness did not last this time either.

                    A stormy wind started blowing through the forest. It blew so hard that all the
                    trees started shaking violently. Crash! All the sparkling glass leaves of the fir

                    tree broke into small pieces. It was ugly and leafless again.

                    It wept loudly, ‘The cruel wind has broken all my leaves. What shall I do?
                    I wish I had broad and smooth green leaves. Then I’ll be contented and happy.’


                    The wood-fairy heard its sobs again and granted its wish. The next morning
                    the fir tree had broad and smooth green leaves. It was full of joy, ‘What
                    beautiful leaves I have! Robbers won’t steal them. The cruel strong wind can’t

                    break them. Now I’ll be happy forever.’

                    Suddenly, there was a noise of bleating in the
                    forest. Three billy-goats were wandering in the

                    forest looking for something to eat. They saw
                    the broad, soft green leaves of the fir tree. They

                    ran to it and started eating its tasty leaves.

                    ‘Ouch! Ouch! Billy-goats, please don’t eat my leaves. I want everyone to admire
                    them,’ cried the fir tree.

                    The billy-goats replied, ‘We are very hungry. We will eat them all up.’ They ate

                    up all the leaves of the fir tree. Then they walked away.

                    The fir tree wept again. It said to the wood-fairy, ‘I don’t want any green
                    leaves. I will never be unhappy or discontented. I don’t want gold leaves,

                    glass leaves or broad soft leaves. Please give me back my green needles.
                    I’ll always be happy and contented with my green needles.’

                    The wood-fairy gave it back its sharp stiff needles.

                    The next morning the little fir tree stood happily in its evergreen dress.




                     violently : with great force                        granted its wish : gave it what it

                     contented : feeling happy and                              wanted
                            satisfied                                    bleating : a sound that sheep and
                                                                                goats make
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