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A collection of famous Christmas stories from around the world

A collection of famous Christmas stories from around the world

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စာအုပ်အမျိုးအစား

GERMANY

Gerhart Hauptmann

(Nobel Prize 1912)

A CHRISTMAS PARTY

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Female (University)

Christmas Day is slowly approaching..

The National Women's Association in Cassino is planning a ceremony to present awards. Mrs. Ince, the president of the association, and my father, including the dean, are discussing the details of the ceremony.

Two tall Christmas trees were seen in the ballroom. The ceiling of the ballroom was black with smoke from the candlelight chandeliers hanging close to the ceiling.

On a large stone table shaped like a horseshoe, gifts for children are clearly visible, neatly wrapped in small packages.

On the day of the ceremony, the old men and the old women, who were old and frail, stood in front of the large stone altar.

The glow of the Christmas trees made their faces glow with a hint of embarrassment. Even as they sang songs, their lips barely moved, barely moving.

Under the brightly lit lights, they were ashamed to see their own poverty clearly visible.

My father, mother, and I were watching this award ceremony with great sadness. My grandmother, Minzel, was watching with us, trembling.

The deacon is a preacher and is well-suited for such a ceremony.

He considered himself a good preacher and, in a show of his ability at such a ceremony, he delivered a long, long speech.

Therefore, the poor and working people who are waiting to be awarded are not yet able to receive the awards they want, and are currently content with just looking at the packages.

The long speech of the deacon, which had been almost twice as long as it needed to be, finally came to an end, and the much-anticipated award ceremony finally arrived.

Madame Eck rose from her seat. Her manner and movements were identical to those of the poor and needy, Queen Marie Therese. On her large chest, the then fashionable coat of arms of King Maloise was clearly visible.

His prominent head, his small, pointed nose, and his ever-bright, dark eyes made it clear that he was not a German but a Slav.

As women usually dress for such festive occasions, Madame Ai also wore the most beautiful gold and diamond pieces from the Henderson family's innerwear.

Therefore, precious earrings, necklaces, and the badges of Queen Lois can be clearly seen on her body.

He wore the badge of Queen Louise with particular pride, much to the envy of others.

But what if the baby Jesus in the manger, his mother Mary, and his father Joseph, heard these words spoken in such a tone from the lips of the one who was entitled to wear the badge of the Queen of Lois?

To be honest, the words spoken by a great charitable woman seemed out of place with the moustache growing on her upper lip.

“I hope that everyone knows that these are objects of worship at such ceremonies, and that you all deeply understand the value of these objects.

"I don't think I can say enough about thanking the benefactors. Their gratitude to you is immense."

It is not easy to compete with Madame Ai and refute her claims. This is because she believes that what she says is absolutely true.

Ms. Ai's speeches sometimes sound harsh and commanding.

It's not like this kind of award ceremony is contributing to an unwanted social problem. His words are too one-sided.

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