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Woods
The trees were in bloom and the birds
were happy because the children were in
the garden. They had entered the garden
through a hole. On every tree there was
a child. Woods
But in one corner of the garden, it was
still winter. There was no child on the
tree in the corner. But there was a little
boy crying under that tree. He was so
small he could not climb that tree.
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Later, people from the village saw the
giant playing with the children in the
garden. The giant wanted to see the little
boy who had kissed him. But the children
didnt know who Woods
he was.
The giant was no longer selfish. He played
with the children in his garden everyday.
Woods
I have many beautiful flowers, he said;
but the children are the most beautiful
flowers of all.
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The giant liked the children but he
missed the little boy who was his first
friend. He asked the other children about
him. But the children knew nothing about
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the little boy or where he lived.
Years passed. The giant grew very old. He
could not play with the children any
more. So, he sat on an armchair and
watched the children play. He was happy
to see them play, but he always missed
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his little friend.
One winter morning the
giant looked out of his
window and a saw a
beautiful sight. In the
farthest corner Woods
of the
garden, a tree was full of
white flowers. Its
branches were golden
and its fruits were
silver.
The giant saw the little boy, whom he
missed, standing under the tree. The
giant ran down and as he came near the
boy, his face changed.
The giant became very angry because
there was wounds on the childs hands
and feet.
He shouted,
Woods Tell me who
did this to you
and I shall kill
them with my
big sword.
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