The
Fairy Tulips
An English Folk-tale
Once upon a
time there was a good old woman who lived in a little house. She had in her
garden a bed of beautiful striped tulips.
One night she
was wakened by the sounds of sweet singing and of babies laughing. She looked
out at the window. The sounds seemed to come from the tulip bed, but she could
see nothing.
The next
morning she walked among her flowers, but there were no signs of any one having
been there the night before.
On the
following night she was again wakened by sweet singing and babies laughing. She
rose and stole softly through her garden. The moon was shining brightly on the
tulip bed, and the flowers were swaying to and fro. The old woman looked
closely and she saw, standing by each tulip, a little Fairy mother who was
crooning and rocking the flower like a cradle, while in each tulip cup lay a
little Fairy baby laughing and playing.
The good old
woman stole quietly back to her house, and from that time on she never picked a
tulip, nor did she allow her neighbors to touch the flowers.
The tulips grew
daily brighter in color and larger in size, and they gave out a delicious
perfume like that of roses. They began, too, to bloom all the year round. And
every night the little Fairy mothers caressed their babies and rocked them to
sleep in the flower cups.
The day came
when the good old woman died, and the tulip bed was torn up by folks who did
not know about the Fairies, and parsley was planted there instead of the
flowers. But the parsley withered, and so did all the other plants in the
garden, and from that time nothing would grow there.
But the good
old woman's grave grew beautiful, for the Fairies sang above it, and kept it
green - while on the grave and all around it there sprang up tulips, daffodils,
and violets, and other lovely flowers of spring.
Name : M.Fiqhi Dzikriansyah
No: 12
Class: XI Science 3
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