Monday, 12 October 2009
träum und trauma
Once in the wintertime when the snow was very deep, a poor girl had to go out and fetch wood on a sled. After she had gathered it together and loaded it, she did not want to go straight home, because she was so frozen, but instead to make a fire and warm herself a little first. So she scraped the snow away, and while she was thus clearing the ground she found a small golden key. Now she believed that where there was a key, there must also be a lock, so she dug in the ground and found a little iron chest. "If only the key fits!" she thought. "Certainly there are valuable things in the chest." She looked, but there was no keyhole. Finally she found one, but so small that it could scarcely be seen. She tried the key, and fortunately it fitted. Then she turned it once, and now we must wait until she has finished unlocking it and has opened the lid. Then we shall find out what kind of wonderful things there were in the little chest.