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Grimms Fairy Tales
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The Elves and the ShoemakerBased on the story by Jacob and Wilhelm Grimm
Retold by Lorna ReadLate one night a shoemaker sat cutting his leatherwith a snip, snip, snap, watched by his wife and watched by his cat."Ill sew them tomorrow," the shoemaker said.He went to bed hungry. There was no bread. The cupboard was bare. Nothing there…In the morning when he opened his eyes, there on the bench was a big surprise.Someone had stitched the shoes. But who?The shoemaker blinked and scratched his head. "What teeny, tiny stitches!" he said."Who could do a thing like that?""Not me," miaowed the cat. He sold the shoes for avery good price, and bought mire leather, and meat and rice. They hadgood supper that night. Then he cut the leather with a snip, snip, snap."Im ever so tired," he said to the cat. "I cantstop yawning. Ill stitch these in the morning." In the morning when heopened his eyes, there on the bench was a bigger surprise. Four pairs ofshoes had been stitched in the night!The shoemaker blinked and scratched his head. "What teeny, tiny stitches!" he said."Who could do a thing like that?""Not me," miaowed the cat. Customers came to the shop in queues when they heard about the beautiful shoes. They tried them on…Soon they were all gone! And now with all the moneyhed made, the shoemaker went to the market and paid for leather inblue and green and red. He cut the leather with a snip, snip, snap,watched by his wife and watched by his cat. His wife said, "Now wellsee what happens to that!" Next morning when they got of bed, they foundshoes in blue and green and red. "Such teeny, tiny stitches!" theshoemaker said. From far away, when they heard the news, people came tothe shop in queues."What beautiful shoes!" they cried."Its hard to choose!"The shoemaker sat and counted his money. Hethought, "Isnt funny! Im suddenly rich, and I havent even sewn astitch!" The shoemakers wife said, "We have to find whoever it is whosbeing so kind. Lets watch in your workshop tonight."So they left a candle burning bright and there theyhid in the dead of night. Midnight chimed the door went creak…and threelittle elves came skippy- skip in, with silver tools in a teeny, tinytin, but their clothes were threadbare and thin.Their silver hammers went tip, tip, tap, and theycut and sewed with a snip, snip, snap, and the shoes were made in aflash. When the elves had left, shoemakers wife said, "Ive never seen,in all my life, three little elves, so threadbare- Ill sew them allnew clothes to wear!" She sewed a tiny dress and tiny jackets and tinytartan trousers with pockets- and the shoemaker made tiny, beautifulboots. The very next night, they left the clothes there on the bench inthree neat rows. Then they hid themselves to watch for the elves. Whenthe elves found the suits and the tiny boots, they put them on anddanced through the door singing, "Shoes well make here no more!"Theyve never seen another elf. The shoemakerstitches his shoes himself. But every day hes grateful for the dinneron his table. And every night to the window he creeps (for he made apromise that still he keeps.)"Thank you, elves," he whispers… and then he sleeps.
