This is the story of a little fir tree who dreamt of growing up so that he could go and be a Christmas Tree amongst the Humans. The other, older trees, knew more about life, and they told him that being a tree with the Humans wasn’t as good as all that. But the little fir tree didn’t want to believe the older trees – and he didn’t have long to wait.He was so pleased when one day some children came with their parents to choose a fir tree to decorate their living room. The children adored him at first sight.
So he was dug up, then brought into the living room, where he was hung with decorations.
After they had finished decorating him, the little fir tree shone with a thousand lights.
Christmas was getting closer and everyone admired the little Christmas Tree.
The young fir tree thought: “All the bigger fir trees were wrong” and he lifted his branches even higher so people could admire him better.
Up till January, he was the prince of the living room; but then he started to lose his needles.Now nobody looked at him, touched him, or even bothered to gather up the tiny needles that fell. Then, the whole family decided to put him down into the cellar. The fir tree started to feel very sad that he had even been chosen by the family.
After several days’ wait – it seemed never-ending to him -, the little fir tree was replanted. He was so happy to be back in this good old earth that he’d missed so much during those endless days when he was shut up in the cellar!! Suddenly he understood that the family had left him in the cold of the cellar to keep him healthy.Each year, the family dug him up again to put him back into the living room. He was very happy with his new family. And yes, in the end the bigger trees were wrong about something - some humans are good after all...