THE SLEEPING APPLE
~ From the German
~ From the German
High up in a tree, among the green leaves, hung a little apple with such rosy
cheeks it looked as though it might be sleeping. A little child came near, and
standing under its branches, she looked up and called to the apple : "O
apple! Come to me; Do come down to me! You do not need to sleep so
long."
not move in its bed, but looked as though it was laughing at her in its sleep.
Then came the bright sun; high in the heavens he shone. "O Sun! lovely
Sun!" said the child, "Please awaken the apple for me." The sun said: " O,
yes; with pleasure I will."
kindly, but the apple did not move a bit. Then there came a bird, and perched
upon a bough of the tree and sang a beautiful song, but even that did not
awaken the sleeping apple. And what comes now! "I know," said the child,
"he will not kiss the apple — and he cannot sing to it, he will try another
way."
the tree, and the little apple was so frightened that it awoke and jumped
down from the tree and fell right in the apron of the little child. She was
much surprised, and so glad that she said to him, "I thank you very much,
Mr. Wind."






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