Frederick is a little country mouse. He lives with friends between the holes in an old stone wall.

Winter is coming,  they will need to start thinking about supplies to face the frost and the long, cold winter weeks.

Everyone works. Who gets nuts, who picks berries, and who thinks about hay.

And Frederick? “Frederick, why aren't you working?”

“As I don't work” he replies, a little offended.

But Frederick is not lazy. He's gathering some special supplies.he collects supplies that warm the soul: the sun's rays, the colors, the words.

The winter days arrived and the mice were very cold and soon ran out of supplies. They didn't know what to do anymore. It was then that Frederick began to talk about everything he had collected and suddenly warmed the hearts of all his friends.

Frederick was no longer considered lazy and became the poet among all the mice