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There was a plantation of fir trees for some unknown reason, most of them were three to four years old but one, it was only in its first year of growth. When Christmas drew near, the loggers came and started to cut down some of the oldest. The little fir asked "What is going on?" The other trees said its Christmas time. They will be taken into people's homes then they will be decorated and lit up. Parcels at their feet sharing the joy of Christmas, a real honour to be chosen. "I want to be a Christmas tree," said the fir. You are much too young and far too little, they take most trees when they are four, you will have to wait and do some growing. "I want it to be spring, it said not winter then I will be able to grow big like you". Soon the loggers had finished cutting down, now there were large gaps in the rows. The little fir thought lots of sun helps, at last the spring came and with it growth. The little fir stretched as high as it could filling out as it reached upwards for the sun. In the morning men came and started to plant soon there were lots of little trees around. One worker said," strange there is one little one should we cut it down". "No leave it to grow bigger". The little fir grew all through the summer enjoying the hot lazy days while it could, it saw many changes over the weeks and months as autumn passed away the land cooled down. Then came the snows of winter, a blizzard or two the snow lay heaped around the little fir's roots. It will soon be time for the loggers to come then all us four year old's will be Christmas trees. "I wish I could be a Christmas tree like all of you". "You will have to grow a lot more before they take you". The little tree sighed, it so badly wanted to be one, next day the loggers came and took the older trees. Once more the rows looked very bare and also bleak, the little tree hunkered down to wait for spring. Then one day a little girl and her dad came they walked down the rows looking at all the trees. "That one", she shouted, "dad", pointing at the little fir. "It is rather small, would you not like a bigger one". "No, no", said the little girl, "that one is perfect. I can reach to do most of the decorating of it's branches". Fantastic thought the little tree, I am a Christmas tree they gently cut it down and carried it to their truck, when they got home they put some growth power on the base and planted it in a great big pot that was a shiny red. The tree looked around the room in awe struck wonder there were flashing lights around the snowy windows. Cards strung over the fire mantle, so very colourful, streamers hung from corner to corner looking so gay. Then they started to put baubles, tinsel and lights and a lovely angel to go on the top it felt so good, at last the little fir would know what Christmas was like, it watched all the fun as the presents. Were passed around and eagerly opened with sighs and shouts of delight, the tree smiled at their joy. Now finally they sat down and ate their dinner with many toasts being passed, at last it was over. Then next day they took the little fir outside and put it in a cold frame to protect it for the winter. oh wow! it thought I will be a Christmas tree again next year and so the little fir tree got it's dearest wish. written 12/20/2013 contest Children's Christmas or holiday Tale

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The Little Fir Tree

There was a plantation of fir trees for some unknown reason, most of them were three to four years old but one, it was only in its first year of growth. When Christmas drew near, the loggers came and started to cut down some of the oldest. The little fir asked "What is going on?" The other trees said its Christmas time. They will be taken into people's homes then they will be decorated and lit up. Parcels at their feet sharing the joy of Christmas, a real honour to be chosen. "I want to be a Christmas tree," said the fir. You are much too young and far too little, they take most trees when they are four, you will have to wait and do some growing. "I want it to be spring, it said not winter then I will be able to grow big like you". Soon the loggers had finished cutting down, now there were large gaps in the rows. The little fir thought lots of sun helps, at last the spring came and with it growth. The little fir stretched as high as it could filling out as it reached upwards for the sun. In the morning men came and started to plant soon there were lots of little trees around. One worker said," strange there is one little one should we cut it down". "No leave it to grow bigger". The little fir grew all through the summer enjoying the hot lazy days while it could, it saw many changes over the weeks and months as autumn passed away the land cooled down. Then came the snows of winter, a blizzard or two the snow lay heaped around the little fir's roots. It will soon be time for the loggers to come then all us four year old's will be Christmas trees. "I wish I could be a Christmas tree like all of you". "You will have to grow a lot more before they take you". The little tree sighed, it so badly wanted to be one, next day the loggers came and took the older trees. Once more the rows looked very bare and also bleak, the little tree hunkered down to wait for spring. Then one day a little girl and her dad came they walked down the rows looking at all the trees. "That one", she shouted, "dad", pointing at the little fir. "It is rather small, would you not like a bigger one". "No, no", said the little girl, "that one is perfect. I can reach to do most of the decorating of it's branches". Fantastic thought the little tree, I am a Christmas tree they gently cut it down and carried it to their truck, when they got home they put some growth power on the base and planted it in a great big pot that was a shiny red. The tree looked around the room in awe struck wonder there were flashing lights around the snowy windows. Cards strung over the fire mantle, so very colourful, streamers hung from corner to corner looking so gay. Then they started to put baubles, tinsel and lights and a lovely angel to go on the top it felt so good, at last the little fir would know what Christmas was like, it watched all the fun as the presents. Were passed around and eagerly opened with sighs and shouts of delight, the tree smiled at their joy. Now finally they sat down and ate their dinner with many toasts being passed, at last it was over. Then next day they took the little fir outside and put it in a cold frame to protect it for the winter. oh wow! it thought I will be a Christmas tree again next year and so the little fir tree got it's dearest wish. written 12/20/2013 contest Children's Christmas or holiday Tale