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Hello friends I'm Ellie welcome to cardboard design today let's listen to interesting and meaningful fairy tales I hope you will like it through fairy tales you will learn valuable lessons about life the first fairy tale the old house a very old house stood once in a street with several that were quite new and clean the date of its erection had been carved on one of the beams and surrounded by Scrolls formed of tulips and hot tendrils by this dat could be seen that the old house was nearly 300 y

ears old verses to were written over the windows in old-fashioned letters and grotesque faces curiously carved grinned at you from under the cornices one story projected a long way over the other and Under The Roof ran a leaden gutter with a dragon's head at the end the rain was intended to pour out at the dragon's mouth but it ran out of his body instead where there was a hole in the gutter the other houses in the Street were new and wellb built with large window panes and smooth walls anyone c

ould see they had nothing to do with the old house perhaps they thought how long will that heap of rubbish remain here to be a disgrace to the whole street the parapet projects so far forward that no one can see out of our Windows what is going on in that direction the stairs are as broad as the staircase of a castle and a steep as if they led to a church Tower the iron railing looks like the Gate of a cemetery and there are brass knobs upon it it is really to ridiculous opposite to the old hous

e were more nice new houses which had just the same opinion as their neighbors at the window of one of them sat a little boy with fresh rosy cheeks and clear sparkling eyes who was very fond of the old house in sunshine or in Moonlight he would sit and look at the wall from which the plaster had in some places fallen off and fancy all sorts of scenes which had been in former times how the street must have looked when the houses had all Gable roofs open staircases and gutters with dragons at the

spout he could even see soldiers walking about with hir birds certainly it was a very good house to look at for amusement an old man lived in it who wor need breaches a coat with large brass buttons and a wig which anyone could see was a real wig every morning an old man came to clean the rooms and to wait upon him otherwise the old man in the new breaches would have been quite alone in the house sometimes he came to one of the windows and looked out then the little boy nodded to him and the old

man nodded back again till they became acquainted and were friends although they had never spoken to each other but that was of no Consequence the little boy one day heard his parents say the old man opposite is very well off but is terribly lonely the next Sunday morning the little boy wrapped something in a piece of paper and took it to the door of the old house and said to the attendant who waited upon the old man will you please give this from me to the gentleman who lives here I have two T

in Soldiers and this is one of them and he shall have it because I know he is terribly lonely and the old attendant nodded and looked very pleased and then he carried the tin Soldier into the house afterwards he was sent over to ask the little boy if he would not like to pay a visit himself his parents gave him permission and so it was that he gained admission to the old house the brassy knots on the railings shown more brightly than ever as if they had been polished on account of his visit and

on the door were carve trumpeters standing in tulip and it seemed as if they were blowing with all their might their cheeks were so puffed out tenner rra the little boy is coming t r the little boy is coming then the door opened all around the hul hung old portraits of knights and armor and ladies in silk gowns and the armor rattled and the silk dresses wrestled then came a staircase which went up a long way and then came down a little way and led to a balcony which was in a very ruinous State t

here were large holes and long crafts out of which grew grass and leaves indeed the whole balcony the courtyard and the walls were so overgrown with green that they looked like a garden in the balcony stood flower pots on which were heads having asses ears but the flowers in them grew just as they pleased in one pop pinks were growing all over the sides at least the green leaves were shooting for stop and step and saying as plainly as they could speak the air has fann me the sun has kissed me an

d I am promised a little flower for next Sunday really for next Sunday then they entered a room in which the walls were covered with leather and the leather had golden flowers stamped upon it gilding will fade in damp weather to Endor there is nothing like leather set the walls chairs handsomely carved with elbows on each side and with very high backs stood in the room and as they Creek they seem to say sit down oh dear how I am creaking I shall certainly have the gout like the old cupboard gout

in my back UG and then the little boy entered the room where the old man sat thank you for the Tin Soldier my little friend said the old man and thank you also for coming to see me thanks thanks or creek creek said all the furniture There was so much that the pieces of furniture stood in each other's way to get a sight of a little boy on the wall near the center of the room hung the picture of a beautiful lady young and gay dressed in the fashion of the olden time with powdered hair and a full

stiff skirt she said neither thanks nor Creek but she looked down upon the little boy with her mild eyes and then he said to the old man where did you get that picture from the shop opposite he replied many portraits hang there that none seem to trouble themselves about the persons they represent have been dead and buried long since but I knew knew this lady many years ago and she has been dead nearly half a century under a glass beneath the picture hung a NOS gate of withered flowers which were

no doubt half a century old too at least they appeared so and the Pendulum of the Old Clock went to and fro and the hands turned Round And as time passed on everything in the room Grew Older but no one seemed to notice it they say at home said the little boy that you are very lonely oh replied the old man I have pleasant thoughts of all that has passed recalled by memory and now you are come to visit me then he took from the bookcase a book full of pictures representing long processions of wond

erful coaches such as are never seen at the present time soldiers like the Nave of clubs and citizens with waving banners the tailor had a flag with a pair of scissors supported by two lions and on the shoemakers flag there were not boots but an eagle with two heads for the shoemakers must have everything arranged so that they can say this is a pair what a picture book it was and then the old man went into another room to fetch apples and none it was very pleasant certainly to be in that old hou

se I cannot endure it said the Tin Soldier who stood on a shelf it is so lonely and dull here I have been accustomed to live in a family and I cannot get used to this life I cannot bear it the whole day is long enough but the evening is longer it is not here like it was in your house opposite when your father and mother talk so cheerfully together while you and all the dear children made such a delightful noise no it is all lonely in the old man's house do you think he gets any kisses do you thi

nk he ever has friendly looks or a Christmas tree he will have nothing now but the grave oh I cannot bear it you must not look only on the sorrowful side said the little boy I think everything in this house is beautiful and all the old pleasant thoughts come back here to pay visits uh but I never see any and I don't know them said the Tin Soldier and I cannot bear it you must bear it said the little boy then the old man came back with a pleasant face and brought with him beautiful preserved frui

ts as well as apples and nuts and the little boy thought no more of the Tin Soldier how happy and delighted the little boy was and after he returned home and while days and weeks passed a great deal of nodding took place from one house to the other and then the little little boy went to pay another visit the carve trumpeters blew tannera there is the little boy tannera the swords and armor on the old night's pictures rattled the silk dresses rustled the leather repeated its rhyme and the old cha

irs had the gout in their backs and cried Creek it was all exactly like the first time B in that house one day and one hour were just like another I cannot bear it any longer said the Tin Soldier I have whipped tears of tin it is so Melancholy here let me go to the wars and lose an arm or a leg that would be some change I cannot bear it now I know what it is to have visits from one's old Recollections and all they bring with them I have had visits from mine and you may believe me it is not altog

ether Pleasant I was very nearly jumping from the Shelf I saw you all in your house opposite as if you were really present it was Sunday morning and you children stood round the table singing a hym that you sing every morning you were standing quietly with your hands folded and your father and mother you were standing quietly with your hands folded and your father and mother were looking just as serious when the door opened and your little sister Maria who is not 2 years old was brought into the

room you know she always dances when she hears music and singing of any sort so she began to dance immediately although she ought not to have done so but she could not get into the right time because the tune was so slow so she stood first on one leg and then on the other and bent her head very low but it would not suit the music you all stood looking very grave although it was very difficult to do so but I laughed so to myself that I fell down from the table and got a bruise which is there sti

ll I know it was not right to laugh so all this and everything else that that I have seen keeps running in my head and these must be the old Recollections that bring so many thoughts with them tell me whether you still sing on Sundays and tell me about your little sister Maria and how my old comrade is the other Tin Soldier H really he must be very happy I cannot endure this life you are giv away said the little boy you must stay don't you see that then the old man came in with a box containing

many curious things to show him Rouge pots scent boxes and old cards so large and so richly gilded that none are ever seen like them in these days and there were smaller boxes to look at and the piano was opened and inside the lid were painted Landscapes but when the old man played the piano sounded quite Out Of Tune then he looked at the picture he had bought at the Brokers and his eyes sparkled brightly as he nodded at it and said ah she could sing that tune I will go to the wars I will go to

the wars cried the Tin Soldier as loud as he could and threw himself down on the floor where could he have fallen the old man searched and the little boy searched but he was gone and could not be found I shall find him again said the old man but he did not find him the boards of the floor were open and full of holes the Tin Soldier had fallen through a crack between the boards and lay there now in an open grave the day went by and the little boy returned home the week passed and many more weeks

it was Winter and the windows were quite Frozen so the little boy was obliged to breathe on the pain and rob a hole to peep through at the old house snow drifts were like Ling in all the Scrolls and on the inscription and the steps were covered with snow as if no one were at home and indeed nobody was home for the old man was dead in the evening a hear stopped at the door and the old man in his coffin was placed in it he was to be taken to the country to be buried there in his own grave so They

Carried him away no one followed him or all his friends were dead and the little boy kissed his hint to the coffin as the hearse moved away with it a few days after there was an auction at the old house and from his window the little boy saw the people carrying away the pictures of old Knights and ladies the flower pots with the long ears the old chairs and the cup boards some were taken one way some another her portrait which had been bought at the picture dealers went back again to his shop an

d there it remained for No One seemed to know her or to care for the old picture in the spring they began to to pull the house itself down people called it complete rubbish from the street could be seen the room in which the walls were covered with leather ragged and torn and the Green in the balcony hung straggling over the beam they pulled it down quickly or it looked ready to fall and at last it was cleared away altogether what a good riddance said the neighbor's hous very shortly a fine new

house was built farther back from the road it had lofty windows and smooth walls but in front on the spot where the old house really stood a little garden was planted and wild vines grew up over the neighboring walls in front of the garden were large iron railings and a great gate which looked very stately people used to stop and Peep through the railings The Sparrows assembled in dozens upon the wild vines and chattered all together as loud as they could but not about the old house none of them

could remember it for many years had passed by so many inded that the little boy was now a man and a really good man too and his parents were very proud of him he was just married and had come with his young wife to reside in the new house with a garden in front of it and now he stood there by her side while she planted a field flower that she thought very pretty she was planting it herself with her little hands and pressing down the Earth with her fingers oh dear what was that she exclaimed as

something pricked her out of the soft Earth something was sticking up it was only thing it was really the Tin Soldier the very same which had been lost up in the old man's room and had been hidden among old wood and rubbish for a long time till it sunk into the Earth where it must have been for many years and the young wife wiped the soldier first with a green leaf and then with her fine pocket handkerchief that smelled of such beautiful perfume and the Tin Soldier felt as if he was recovering

from a fainting fit let me see him said the young man and then he smiled and shook his head and said it can scarcely be the same but it reminds me of something that happened to one of my Tin Soldiers when I was a little boy and then he told his wife about the old house and the old man and of the Tin Soldier which he had sent across because he thought the old man was lonely and he related the story so clearly the tears came into the eyes of the young white for the old house and the old man it is

very likely that this is really the same Soldier said she and I will take care of him and always remember what you have told me but someday you must show me the old man's grave I don't know where it is he replied no one knows all his friends are dead no one took care of him and I was only a little boy oh how dreadfully lonely he must have been said she yes terribly lonely cried the Tin Soldier still it is delightful not to be forgotten delightful indeed cried a voice quite near to them no one bu

t the Tin Soldier saw that it came from a rag of the leather which hung in tatters it had lost all its gilding and looked like wet Earth but it had an opinion and it spoke it us gilding will fade in damp weather to endure there is nothing like leather but the Tin Soldier did not believe any such thing this story portrays The Adventures of a tin soldier who under goes various challenges through difficult and perilous situations the Tin Soldier remains resilient and loyal to his mission the meanin

g of the story can be interpreted as emphasizing patience loyalty and courage and adversity despite facing numerous hardships the tin soldier perseveres in pursuing his goal never giving up the narrative also highlights the values of patience and loyalty as crucial aspects of Life furthermore the story May symbolize unity and mutual assistance the Tin Soldier encounters challenges but consistently receives help from New Friends he meets along the way this could serve as a reminder of the importa

nce of collaboration and support in daily life in summary the tale of the Tin Soldier conveys positive meanings about perseverance loyalty courage and the spirit of cooperation in life 12 the second fairy tale The Happy Family the largest Green Leaf in this country is certainly the berock leaf if you hold it in front of you it is large enough for an apron and if you hold it over your head it is almost as good as an umbrella it is so wonderfully large a fock never grows alone where it grows there

are many more and it is a Splendid sight and all the Splendor is good for snails the great white snails which Grand people in olden times used to have made into prosis and when they had eaten them they would say oh what a delicious dish were these people really thought them good and these snails lived on berock leaves and for them the berock was planted there was once an old state where no one now lived to require snails indeed the owners had all died out but the birs still flourished it grew o

ver all the beds and walks of the garden its growth had no check till it became at last quite a forest of berock here and there stood an apple or a plum tree but for this nobody would have thought the place had ever been a garden it was Brock from one end to the other and here lived the last two surviving snails they knew not themselves how old they were but they could remember the time when there were a great many more of them and that they were descended from a family which came from forign la

nds and that the whole Forest had been planted for them and theirs they had never been away from the garden but they knew that another place once existed in the world called The Duke's Palace Castle in which some of their relations had been boiled till they became black and were then laid on a silver dish but what was done afterwards they did not know besides they could not imagine exactly how it felt to be boiled and placed on a silver dish but no doubt it was something very fine and highly Gen

tile neither the caer nor the toad nor the earthworm whom they questioned about it would give them the least information for none of their relations had ever been cooked or served on a silver dish the old white snails were the most aristocratic race in the world they knew that the forest had been planted for them and the nobleman's castle had been built entirely that they might be cooked and laid on Silver dishes they lived quite retired and very happily and as they had no children of their own

they had adopted a little common snail which they brought up as their own child the little one would not grow for he was only a common snail but the old people particularly the mother snail declared that she could easily see how he grew and when the father said he could not perceive it she begged him to feel the little snail's shell and he did so and found that the mother was right one day rain very fast listen what a drumming there is on the Burdock leaves turn turn turn turn turn turn said the

father snail there come the drops said the mother they are trickling down the stocks we shall have it very wet here presently I am very glad we have such good houses and that the little one has one of his own there has been really more done for us than for any other creature it is quite plain that we are the most noble people in the world we have houses from our birth and the B Dark Forest has been planted for us I should very much like to know how far it extends and what lies Beyond it there c

an be nothing better than we have here said the father snail I wish for nothing more yes but I do said the mother I should like to be taken to the palace and boiled and laid upon a silver Dish as was done to all our ancestors and you may be sure it must be something very uncommon the nobleman's castle perhaps has fallen to Decay said the snail father or the berock would may have grown out you need not be in a hurry you are always so impatient and the youngster is getting just the same he has bee

n 3 days creeping to the top of that stock I feel quite giddy when I look at him you must not scold him said the mother snail he creeps so very carefully he will be the joy of our home and we old folks have nothing else to live for but have you ever thought where we are to get a wife for him do you think that farther out in the wood there may be others of our race there may be black snails no doubt said the old snail black snails without houses but they are so vulgar and conceited too but we can

give the ants a commission they run here and there as if they all had so much business to get through they most likely will know of a wise or our youngster I certainly know a most beautiful bride said one of the ants but I fear it would not do for she is a queen that does not matter said the old snail has she a house she has a palace replied the ant a most beautiful ant palace with 700 passages thank you said the mother snail but our boy shall not go to live in an Hill if you know of nothing be

tter we will give the commission to the white naps they fly about in rain and sunshine they know the bird dark would from one end to the other we have a wife for him said the nap a h 100 man Steps From Here There is a little snail with a house sitting on a gooseberry Bush she is quite alone and old enough to be married it is only a 100 man steps from here then let her come to him said the old people he has the whole berock Forest she has only a bush so they brought the little lady snail she took

8 days to perform the journey but that was just as it ought to be before it showed her to be one of the right breedings and then they had a wedding six gloworms gave as much light as they could but in other respects it was all very quiet for the old snails could not bear festivities or a crowd but a beautiful speech was made by the mother snail the father could not speak he was too much overcome then they gave the whole Brock Forest to the young snails as an inheritance and repeated what they h

ad so often said that it was the finest place in the world and that if they led a pright and honorable life and their family increased they and their children might someday be taken to the nobleman's Palace to be boiled black and laid on a silver dish and when when they had finished speaking the old couple crept into their houses and came out no more where they slept the young snail pair now ruled in the forest and had a numerous progeny but as the young ones were never boiled or laid in silver

dishes they concluded that the castle had fallen into Decay and that all the people in the world were dead and as nobody contradicted them they thought they must be right and the rain fell upon the bdot leaves to play the drum for them and the Sun shown to paint colors on the berock forest for them and they were very happy the whole family were entirely and perfectly happy the snails find joy and contentment in their humble abode within the beroch forest despite not having Grandeur or external r

ecognition they appreciate the beauty of their surroundings and the comfort of their home this can be seen as a lesson in finding happiness in life's Simple Pleasures the story hints at the snail males believe in their aristocratic lineage and the Traditions pass down to them the idea of being boiled and laid on a silver dish is a symbol of their Heritage it explores themes of identity tradition and the importance some attached to their ancestry the snails exhibit patience and perseverance in wa

iting for the rain enduring the slow growth of their offspring and persisting in their contentment the portrayal of a little snail taking 3 days to climb a stop emphasizes the value of patience in achieving goals the snails Express a sense of superiority over other creatures considering black snails as vulgar and conceited this theme May reflect on issues of social class Prejudice and the tendency to look down upon others based on perceived differences the passing of the berock forest from one g

eneration to the next symbolizes the cycle of Life the old snails pass on their wisdom and inheritance to the younger ones emphasizing the continuity of life and the importance of family the story suggests that the world may change over time with references to the Duke's Palace Castle possibly falling into Decay despite these changes the snails adapt to their environment find new mates and continue their lives in summary the story carries messages about finding joy and simplicity the importance

of Heritage patience overcoming Prejudice the cycle of life and adaptation to change this is the end of today's storytelling session have you learned valuable lessons through the fairy tales I told above please like share subscribe to listen to more Great Fairy Tales bye-bye for