The Little Match Girl
On the last night of December, a little girl huddles in the bitter cold, unable to go home until she has sold her bundle of matches. One by one, she lights the matches to keep warm, and, as each match lights, the girl's cold, grey world dissolves into visions of light and warmth, each more...
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On the last night of December, a little girl huddles in the bitter cold, unable to go home until she has sold her bundle of matches. One by one, she lights the matches to keep warm, and, as each match lights, the girl's cold, grey world dissolves into visions of light and warmth, each more beautiful than the last. Isadora's luminous paintings tell this classic story of a valiant spirit set free at last. Full color.
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Format: paperback
ISBN:
9780698114173 (0698114175)
Publish date: September 24th 2001
Publisher: Puffin
Pages no: 32
Edition language: English
Category:
Fantasy,
Childrens,
Classics,
Literature,
European Literature,
Fairy Tales,
Picture Books,
Short Stories,
Holiday,
Christmas,
Danish
It is cold.New Year's Eve.A small, poor girl tries to sell matches in the street.Already shivering from cold and early hypothermia. Afraid to go home because her father will beat her for not selling any matches...There is no mother anymore.All of the sudden something happen...This is one the most be...
One of the saddest story I have ever read.
This is one of the stories that made me cry both as a child and as a teenager and it'll probably still make me cry 40 years from now. I don't know why, for me, this story is filled with sadness. The end of it never made me happy, I wasn't able to see the "thrilling escape", as some call it, from thi...
I simply cannot bring myself to rate this.It's one of those bedtime stories from my childhood, that were read to me repeatedly, and that stayed carved in my memory for good.Only, this particular one is kind of an issue for me.When you're a kid - three or four years old - you're bound to enjoy the nu...
One of the saddest tales out there, but I have such wonderful memories of my grandpa reading this on Christmas Eve at my house. It was a yearly tradition and one that I miss terribly. This story brings me great comfort, as it revives those memories.
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