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My post today is about: The Fir-Tree by H.C. Andersen
Tomorrow is Christmas, so I tried to choose a Christmas-themed fairy-tale. Perhaps it’s a bit sad for this time of year, but it’s still a beautiful tale in its own way, so I’m sharing it with you.
The Fir-Tree by Hans Christian Andersen is one of my favourite fairy-tales because it always makes me remember my reading sessions with grandpa. I’m a big girl now, so he doesn’t read to me anymore, but he used to read to me from a beautiful collection of Andersen’s stories with wonderful illustrations and The Fir-Tree had the best illustrations, so it stood out for me.
The Fir-Tree is the story of a little fir-tree who wants to grow up desperately. It is the smallest tree in the forest, so all the trees call it the baby of the forest, which it does not like. The animals also tell him about the adventures of its fellow trees and he wants to be just as big and important as them. One day, when the tree has grown a bit bigger, people cut it down and make it their Christmas tree. They decorate it and the tree, now very beautiful and bright, is in the midst of Christmas festivities, proud and happy. The next day, the tree expects more festivities, but it is taken to the attic and left there, as it is not needed anymore. Now, it is all alone. By spring, it withers and is taken outside where it is cut into pieces and used as firewood. So ends the story of the fir-tree.
When I grew up, I started to see this story as a symbolic representation of the human life. We start as children, eager to grow up and experience the world. Then, we finally grow up and get to experience that excitement we yearned for as children, but a child’s innocence is gone and experience is not always sweet. Eventually, every human grows old and dies. It’s a normal cycle, and although the story of the fir-tree seems sad, it’s very real. I think even this story is beautiful, although it doesn’t end of such a happy note. It’s beautiful, just as life is. It’s not always good to us, but life is still beautiful. It is ours to live.
Before I go all philosophical on you, I recommend thus fairy-tale to you. It’s a short and lovely read.
And to end this post, I wish you all a merry Christmas!