A n the last house in a little village stood a stork's nest. The mother stork sat in the nest with her four little boys, the head of the parent birds with the small, black bill, and they were not yet turned red. A little way off, stood on the roof, quite upright and stiff, the stork, he drew up one leg, and to quite idle while he stood sentry. Fast one might have thought that he was carved from wood, so still he stood. "It certainly looks quite aristocratic, that my wife has a sentry guarding her nest." he thought. "You can not know that I am their man, they will think that I have been commanded to stand here. This looks very grand!" And he continued to stand on one leg.
U nth on the road a group of children playing, and since they were aware of the storks, one of the most courageous boys and then all sang the old verse of the storks:
"S torch, stork, fly home,
Do not stand on one leg,
your wife is in the nest,
her nest their young.
They will hang,
The other is scorched,
The third one shoots,
If you impales the fourth! "
"H ore only what the children sing!" said the young storks. "They say we shall be hanged and roasted!"
"D arum their mind what they say." said the mother. "They can do it, so can do no harm!"
A about the boys went on singing, and she hissed at the storks with the fingers, only a boy called Peter, said that it was wrong to animals best to have and would not even be there. The mother stork comforted her boys. "You do not care for it," she said, "See just how quiet your father stands, on one leg"
"W e are very fear!" said the boy and pulled back their heads in the nest.
A m next day when the children get to play together, and saw the storks were singing, she sang the song "They will hang, the other is seared -"
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"W ground we are hanged and roasted?" asked the young storks.
"N one, certainly not!" the mother said, "you shall learn to fly, I will have learned, then we will fly into the meadows, and pay visit to the frogs, who will bow before us in the water and," Croak, croak, "and then we eat on them. This will be fun! "
"U nd then what?" asked the young storks.
"D ann gather all the storks that are here in the country, and the fall practice begins, since you have to fly well, which is of great importance;. Because then who can not fly properly , by the Supreme with the beak stabbed dead.'s why you must take pains to learn something when you begin to practice! "
"S o we killed after all, as the boys say, and only hear, now they sing it again!"
"H localities to me, and not to them, "said the mother." After the great review we shall fly to warm countries, far, far away, over mountains and forests. We fly to Egypt, where there are three square stone houses, leaving the to a point and reach nearly to the clouds, they are called pyramids, and are older than a stork can imagine. There is also a river overflows its banks, and then the whole country will be mud. It is in the mud and eats frogs. "
" O h! said "all the boys.
"J a, since it is delightful! You do all day eating nothing but, and while we have it so good in this country, not a green leaf on the trees. Here it is so cold that the clouds freeze, and fall down in little white rags! " She said the snow, but she could not explain it.
"F centering for even the naughty boy in pieces?" asked the young storks.
"N one; they do not freeze to pieces, but they are close and have in the dark and obliged to sit. While we shall fly about in foreign countries where there are flowers and warm sunshine! "
N un was passed some time, and the boys had become so large that it in the nest stand upright and could move around much, and Storch father came every day with beautiful frogs, small snakes, and all storks goodies he could find, flown. Oh, it looked funny, like giving them tricks to amuse them! His head lay around just clapping on the tail, with the beak he, as he would be a rattle, and then he told them stories from the swamp.
"H Oerter, now you have to learn to fly!" said one day the stork-mother, and now had four boys out on the roof back. Oh, how they varied as their wings are held in balance and yet close to it were falling down!
"S eht now on me!" said the mother. "So you have to keep head, so you must place your feet! One, two One, two, that's it, what you should continue to help in the world! "
D ann she flew a little way, and the boys made a little clumsy jump.
B were killed, because, because her body was too heavy.
"I ch will not fly," said one boy, creeping back into the nest. "I do not care about going to the warm countries!"
"W illst you stay here and freeze when the winter? If the boys come to hang up to scorch and roast? Well, I'll call you!"
"O no!" said the young storks, jumping out on the roof, like the others.
D s third day, they could already fly a bit, and because they believed that they also float and rest on the air could, they wanted to, but - bums! - As they tumbled, so they had to quickly move the wing back. Then came the Boys down the street singing their song: "Stork, stork, fly home!"
"W Ollen we fly down and not drive them?" asked the boy.
"N one, let's do it!" said the mother. "Listen to me, is far more important one, two, three Now to the right One, two, three Well next to the chimney You see, that was very good!.! The last flap of the wings was so and graceful, that you should be allowed to fly with me tomorrow in the swamp. There are by smart stork families with their children are, show me now that my the most intelligent and that you brought up of this looks good and gives prestige "
" A about to! because we do not punish those naughty boys? "asked the young storks.
" L they allowed to cry as much as they want. You can fly from them to the clouds and come to the land of the pyramids when they are freezing, and have no green leaves and no sweet apple! "
"J a, but we want to punish them!" whispered to each other, as they again practiced.
V on all the boys in the street no one was worse, to sing the mocking song, than a very small, he was probably not more than six years old. The young Storks certainly thought that he counted a hundred, for he was taller than her mother and her father, and what they were, how old can be kids and great people!
I hre Punishment on this boy, he began the first, and he stuck to it whatsoever. The young Storks were very angry, and how they were bigger, they would tolerate it even less. The mother had to promise them last that he should be revenged, but not earlier than the last day they were here in the country.
"W e must see first, how you behave will you at the grand, is it bad, and the colonel you run your tongue through the chest, then have indeed the boy's right, at least in one respect. Now let us see! "
"J a, you shall!" said the boy, and they tried very hard and practiced every day and flew so cute and easy to see that it was a pleasure to watch.
N un autumn came, and all storks began to gather in order to draw away to warmer countries during the winter. That was a life! Over forests and villages they had to, just to see, how they could fly, for it was a long journey before them. The young storks made their part so well that they are "excellent, with frogs and snake. "This was given the best part of that was ever issued and the frog and the snake could eat them, so they did
." N un we want revenge, "they said." Yes, certainly, "said the mother." What I came up with is just about right! I know where is the pond in which all the little children lie, waiting till the storks come to take them to the parents. The prettiest little babies lie there dreaming more sweetly than they will ever dream more. All parents are glad to have a small child and all children want a sister or have a brother. Now we will fly to the pond and get one for each of the children who are not angry and not sung the naughty song of the storks had the best! "
" A about who began the song, the bad, ugly boy, "cried the young storks," what we do with him? "
" F UR We will take it a little dead brother the naughty boy, and he has to cry because he was the only remains alone! But the good boy - he did it but not forget him, who said it was a sin, the animals have the best? - We want to bring him a little brother and a sister, and as the boy called Peter, and you shall all be called Peter "
U nd it came to pass, as she said, and Peter was the name of all storks,
and they are still called.
and they are still called.
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