Christmas in Switzerland

Sara's mama went away to some ski chalet in Switzerland. Tea time was often boring for Sara and she finally gave in to her temptation to be naughty and difficult in her dealings with aunt Cecilia in defiance to mama's absence.

One tiny snow flake sat on her nose and soon a large number of snow flakes followed. It was winter and the trees had been ripped off of their leaves for quite some time.

Sara sighed with joy and sighed again.

She decided to take her afternoons outside and play in the snow with any child in the neighborhood or any animal. Often, she was delighted to stay home and watch her birds eat. For Christmas that year, she got many bird houses. Aunt Cecilia gave her a bag of seeds and from that day, birds started flying into her balcony attached to her tiny attic room.

Won't you finish your muffin? Sara?

Aunt Cecilia was adamant the child was eating nothing and was too thin.