fairy tale

SNOW-WHITE AND ROSE-RED There was once a poor widow who lived in a lonely cottage. In front of the cottage was a garden wherein stood two rose-trees, one of which bore white and the other red roses. She had two children who were like the two rose-trees, and one was called Snow-white, and the other Rose-red. They were as good and happy, as busy and cheerful as ever two children in the world were, only Snow-white was more quiet and gentle than Rose-red.

This story is called Snow White by Jacob and Wilhelm Grimm. This is a LibraryCall adaptation and recording. Once upon a time, a baby girl was born to a King and Queen. The child’s hair was as black as obsidian, while her cheeks were red as blood, and her skin as white as snow, so she was called Snow White. Sadly, the Queen died in childbirth, so Snow White never knew her mother. A year later, the King remarried an elegant woman who turned out to be proud and jealous. She could not stand that any one should surpass her in beauty.

RUMPELSTILTSKIN By the side of a wood, in a country a long way off, ran a fine stream of water; and upon the stream there stood a mill. The miller’s house was close by, and the miller, you must know, had a very beautiful daughter. She was, moreover, very shrewd and clever; and the miller was so proud of her, that he one day told the king of the land, who used to come and hunt in the wood, that his daughter could spin gold out of straw. Now this king was very fond of money; and when he heard the miller’s boast his greediness was raised, and he sent for the girl to be brought before him.

Las Joyas Estellas Una vez una niña vivía sola con su abuela en los límites de un bosque. Eran tan pobres que apenas podían comprar comida y ropa. "No importa, abuelita", decía la niña. "Algún día seré lo suficientemente grande para trabajar, y luego ganaré tanto que podré comprar todo lo que necesitemos y también podré darles algo a otras personas con necesidad". Un día, la niña se fue al bosque a recoger leña. Esperaba venderla por unos pocos centavos en la ciudad.

El Pinito Un pequeño pino estaba en el bosque. No tenía hojas como los otros árboles, sino tenía hojas pequeñas que parecían agujas. El arbolito dijo: "No me gustan mis hojas pequeñas de pino. Todos los demás árboles del bosque tienen hojas bonitas y grandes. Yo también quiero hojas. Pero tendré mejores hojas. Quiero hojas de oro". Llegó la noche y el arbolito se durmió. Un hada se acercó y le dio hojas de oro. Cuando el pequeño pino se despertó tenía hojas de oro. Decía: "¡Oh, soy tan bonito!

Hola! Hoy vas a ecuchar el cuento de el patito fe, el cuento esta adaptado y narrado por Esther Garcia Era una preciosa mañana de verano en bosque. Todos los animales que allí vivían se sentían felices jugando bajo el sol, en especial una mama pata que de un momento a otro, esperaba que sus patitos nacieran. – ¡Hace un día maravilloso! – pensaba la pata mientras reposaba sobre los huevos para darles calor – Sería ideal que hoy nacieran mis hijitos.

This story is called Hansel and Gretel, adapted from the Grimm Fairy Tale, and narrated by Ryan Aoto. This is a Librarycall recording. It was a dark and stormy night. Molly didn't mind. She was warm; she was happy; she was safe. Molly got into her bed and pulled her blanket up to her chin. “All set Sweet Pea?” her grandfather asked. “Yep,” she said. “Grandpa, will you read me a story?” “Oh,” Grandpa said. He started patting his pockets. “I don’t think I have my glasses. Eh, I don’t need them. I know lots of stories.

THE SLEEPING BEAUTY IN THE WOOD Once upon a time there was a king and a queen who were so sad that they had no children. When at last the queen gave birth to a daughter the king was so overjoyed that he gave a great feast, the like of which had never before been known.