
Special thanks
To all our students who dream for Match Girl...


" In short , fairy tales are such a picture that we can all find ourselves in it." La Fontaine

It was so terribly cold. Snow was falling, and it was almost dark. Evening came on, the last evening of the year. In the cold and gloom a poor little girl, bareheaded and barefoot, was walking through the streets. Of course when she had left her house she’d had slippers on, but what good hd they been? They were very big slippers, way too big for her, for they belonged to her mother. The little girl had lost them running across the road, where two carriages had rattled by terribly fast.
one slipper she’d not been able to find again, and a boy had run off with the other, saying he could use it very well as a cradle some day when he had children of his own. And so the little girl walked on her naked feet, which were quite red and blue with the cold. In an old apron she carried several packages of matches, and she held a box of them in her hand. No one had bought any from her all day long, and no one had given her a cent.
She huddles up in an alley and lights a match to warm her hands. And…
She huddles up in an alley and lights a match to warm her hands. And… suddenly, the door beside her burst open, snuffing out the match.
“Are you cold my dear?” said an old lady standing in the door. The girl nodded and the old woman invited her to her home, to warm up by a fire. But the girl noticed there was something off about the woman. The girl quickly ran to the fireplace to warm herself up.
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You know, you could live here with me if you want” said the lady ”But everything comes with a price and I happen to be in a want of something you have” The woman pointed at the girl’s match box.
“Why?”the girl asked.
“You don’t know what they are?” The woman was confused. “Those matches have power. They can give you whatever you desire” But the girl didn't want to give away her box, so...
She tried to hide the box som ewhere. The old lady got raged, turned in to an evil witch.
- I don't think so. Unless you give it to me, you will be my slave forever!
The girl screemed.
- No way! She then opened the box and lighted.
a match although she didn't know what would happen next.the fire place just infront of her turned into a tunnel and she started run through ...
She ran inside the tunnel and then she entered into a magic book.She saw only one way through so she started to follow the road by running.After a while,she feels exhausted.and she has no other way but to stop running.She then started to look around.Suddenly,she felt something is pulling her dress.She looked down and saw a creature.It had a strange body and face with dog ears and tail and most awkwardly it had wings.
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Special thanks
To all our students who dream for Match Girl...


" In short , fairy tales are such a picture that we can all find ourselves in it." La Fontaine

It was so terribly cold. Snow was falling, and it was almost dark. Evening came on, the last evening of the year. In the cold and gloom a poor little girl, bareheaded and barefoot, was walking through the streets. Of course when she had left her house she’d had slippers on, but what good hd they been? They were very big slippers, way too big for her, for they belonged to her mother. The little girl had lost them running across the road, where two carriages had rattled by terribly fast.
one slipper she’d not been able to find again, and a boy had run off with the other, saying he could use it very well as a cradle some day when he had children of his own. And so the little girl walked on her naked feet, which were quite red and blue with the cold. In an old apron she carried several packages of matches, and she held a box of them in her hand. No one had bought any from her all day long, and no one had given her a cent.
She huddles up in an alley and lights a match to warm her hands. And…
She huddles up in an alley and lights a match to warm her hands. And… suddenly, the door beside her burst open, snuffing out the match.
“Are you cold my dear?” said an old lady standing in the door. The girl nodded and the old woman invited her to her home, to warm up by a fire. But the girl noticed there was something off about the woman. The girl quickly ran to the fireplace to warm herself up.
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