they will kill me, for I am so ugly." He put his head down to the water. What did he see? He saw himself in the water. But he was not an ugly duck. He was a white swan. The other swans came to see him. The children said, "Oh, see the lovely swans. The one that came last is the best." And they gave him bread and cake. It was a happy time for the ugly duckling.  

pine          leaves          other
woods         needles         better
fairy         gold            sleepA little pine tree was in the woods. It had no leaves. It had needles. The little tree said, "I do not like needles. All the other trees in the woods have pretty leaves. I want leaves, too. But I will have better leaves. I want gold leaves." Night came and the little tree went to sleep. A fairy came by and gave it gold leaves.  

woke          cried           glass
little        again           prettyWhen the little tree woke it had leaves of gold. It said, "Oh, I am so pretty! No other tree has gold leaves." Night came. A man came by with a bag. He saw the gold leaves. He took them all and put them into his bag. The poor little tree cried, "I do not want gold leaves again. I will have glass leaves."  

night         sunshine        bright
looked        wind            blewSo the little tree went to sleep. The fairy came by and put the glass leaves on it. The little tree woke and saw its glass leaves. How pretty they looked in the sunshine! No other tree was so bright. Then a wind came up. It blew and blew. The glass leaves all fell from the tree and were broken.  

again         green
goat          hungryAgain the little tree had no leaves. It was very sad, and said, "I will not have gold leaves and I will not have glass leaves. I want green leaves. I want to be like the other trees." And the little tree went to sleep. When it woke, it was like other trees. It had green leaves. A goat came by. He saw the green leaves on the little tree. The goat was hungry and he ate all the leaves.  

happy         bestThen the little tree said, "I do not want any leaves. I will not have green leaves, nor glass leaves, nor gold leaves. I like my needles best." And the little tree went to sleep. The fairy gave it what it wanted. When it woke, it had its needles again. Then the little pine tree was happy.  

almost        match           across
dark          running         bare
year          slippers        fellIt was very cold. The snow fell and it was almost dark. It was the last day of the year. A little match girl was 

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