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һ, 2016

The Three Wishes

Once upon a time a woodcutter lived happily with his wife in a pretty little log cabin in the middle of a thick forest. Each morning he set off singing to work, and when he came home in the evening, a plate of hot steaming soup was always waiting for him. One day he had a strange surprise. He came upon a big fir tree with strange open holes on the trunk. It looked somehow different from the other trees, and as he was about to chop it down, the alarmed face of an elf popped out of a hole. Whats all this banging? asked the elf. Youre not thinking of cutting down the tree, are you? Its my home. I live here! The woodcutter dropped his axe in astonishment. Well, I he stammered. With all the other trees there are in this forest, you have to pick this one. Lucky I was in, or I would have found myself homeless. Taken aback at these words, the woodcutter quickly recovered, for after all the elf was quite tiny, while he himself was a big hefty chap, and he boldly replied, Ill cut down any tree I like, so All right! All right! broke in the elf. Shall we put it in this way: if you dont cut down this tree, I grant you three wishes. Agreed? The woodcutter scratched his head. Three wishes, you say? Yes, I agree. And he began to hack at another tree. As he worked and sweated at his task, the woodcutter kept thinking about the magic wishes. Ill see what my wife thinks The woodcutters wife was busily cleaning a pot outside the house when her husband arrived. Grabbing her round the waist, he twirled her in delight. Hooray! Hooray! Our luck is in! The woman could not understand why her husband was so pleased with himself and she struggled herself free. Later, however, over a glass of fine wine at the table, the woodcutter told his wife of his meeting with the elf, and she too began to picture the wonderful things that the elfs three wishes might give them. The woodcutters wife took a first sip of wine from her husbands glass. Nice, she said, smacking her lips. I wish I had a string of sausages to go with it, though Instantly she bit her tongue, but too late. Out of the air appeared the sausages, while the woodcutter stuttered with rage. what have you done! Sausages What a stupid waste of a wish! You foolish woman. I wish they would stick up your nose! No sooner said than done. For the sausages leapt up and stuck fast to the end of the womans nose. This time, the woodcutters wife flew into a rage. You idiot, what have you done? With all the things we could have wished for The mortified woodcutter, who had just repeated his wifes own mistake, exclaimed: Id chop Luckily he stopped himself in time, realizing with horror that hed been on the point of having his tongue chopped off.

As his wife complained and blamed him, the poor man burst out laughing, If only you knew how funny you look with those sausages on the end of your nose! Now that really upset the woodcutters wife. She hadnt thought of her looks. She tried to tug away the

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