Pikku Naisia(Finnish)
By Louis May alcott
22 Aug, 2019
Already woke up to the gray dawn of Christmas morning. Not a single sock was hanging in front of the fireplace, and for a moment he felt as disappointed as once, when his little sock had fallen to the ground with the weight of all the delights that h
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Already woke up to the gray dawn of Christmas morning. Not a single sock was hanging in front of the fireplace, and for a moment he felt as disappointed as once, when his little sock had fallen to the ground with the weight of all the delights that had been rolled into it. Then he remembered his mother's promise, put his hands under the pillow, and pulled out a small red book. He already knew it very well because it was that old beautiful story of the best life ever lived, and Jo felt it was a real guide to the pilgrim on his long journey. Less