Hello friends as they are today I came to bring you a Christmas story so you can enjoy it since we are in these Christmas seasons without more than saying enjoy it.
Christmas tree
Lia watched the tree stunned. He had always liked fir trees but he had never stopped so close to one. He was happy because finally his father had decided to plant one in the garden. The tree spread its arms as if wanting to embrace the world and she felt that she could always be safe at her side, and she dreamed that they would grow together and be friends forever.
One afternoon when Lia returned from school the tree had been felled. Next to the living room was a piece of it, its green cup buried in a wooden box and full of ornaments and lights. Her father greeted her with a big smile and told her. 'This year we will have the best Christmas tree in the place, little daughter'. Lia ran away and locked herself in her room.
For days his father tried to understand what was happening to him; she did not know how to express it. Finally he told her that he did not like how he looked with the lights, that he preferred it in the garden, with its branches full of little birds. Her father told her that the firs were bought to be cut down at Christmas and put together the tree but Lia, who was a very intelligent girl, answered that she did not care what he and the world thought that she knew that the fir trees were wonderful creatures and that it was not fair that they were considered mere Christmas objects.
The sadness of the girl calmed down when a few months later she found that the felled trunk had new green shoots. For a long time he was pampering him and taking care that the ants did not make him his sustenance for the winter. Christmas came again and the fir was full of life. This time Lia moved faster than her father and brought the ornaments and lights to the garden. When his father saw what his daughter had done: a beautiful living and Christmas tree, he felt proud of her and promised that he would never again cut the fir tree.
From that year, the tree was the main protagonist of the family Christmas; all humans danced and sang around him, joining the chorus of birds and earthworms that lived in his huge glass.
