A Christmas dream
Every year I am looking forward to Christmas because it is a wonderful holiday which absolutely changes people. Usually being gloomy during winter they become merry and beam with joy. Besides it is the only time when everyone can tell fortunes and get to know their future.
It was evening. I was sitting in the arm-chair reading my favorite book. It was rather dark and it seemed to me that my room was disappearing in the darkness. The light was going only from a small candle that was next to me. And a magnificent fir-tree was glittering with bright and mysterious lights. I could hardly keep my eyes open but every next chapter of the book engrossed me more and more. All of a sudden branches of the fir-tree swayed, the bells jingled softly broke the silence, lights of different garments began to twinkle. I shuddered and looked at the corner, where the fir-tree stood. Somebody moved under it. I got a terrible fear but the curiosity overwhelmed me. I saw that there was a tiny elf who some minutes before was the toy on the tree. He freed himself from tinsel and made me a low bow.
- Do not be frightened!-said the elf politely. –Today is Christmas when all dreams come true. Do you want me to guess your cherished aspiration?
- But I have many ones.-I answered in embarrassment.
- I will name your fondest dream.-whispered he.
- But I do not know what of them is the most important one.-I objected to him.
- Oh, you know. Each person at your age dreams of being famous. Am I right?
- No.-I answered and felt that I began to blush as deeply in my soul I ling for it.
- You see, I have guessed.
Then the elf gave me a chest and said:
-In this chest you will find a sheet of paper where three magic words will be written. These words helped even genius to become famous. But please promise me to open it only tomorrow morning. Now I wish you good night.
Saying this he vanished and then everything disappeared too.
In the morning when I opened my eyes the book was on the floor. The tiny elf and the magic chest were on the fir-tree. I realized that it was just a pleasant dream. But despite it I went to the fir-tree and took the chest. To my surprise there was a sheet of paper. It said only three words: “Diligence, diligence and once more diligence.”
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