Hans Christian Anderson and Living in a Republican Paradise
The Matchstick Girl.
On a cold New Year's Eve, a young, poor girl tries to sell matches in the street. She is already shivering from cold. Still she is afraid to go home because her father will beat her for not selling any matches. She shelters in a nook and sits down.
The girl lights the matches to warm herself. In their glow, she sees several lovely visions including a Christmas tree and a holiday feast. The girl looks skyward and sees a shooting star; she then remembers her dead grandmother saying that such a falling star means someone is dying and is going to Heaven. As she lights the next match, she sees a vision of her grandmother, the only person to have treated her with love and kindness. She strikes one match after another to keep the vision of her grandmother alive for as long as she can.
After running out of matches, the child dies and her grandmother carries her soul to Heaven. The next morning, passers-by find the child dead in the nook and feel pity for her although they had not shown kindness for her before her death.
(bootlegged from Wkipedia)
This story came up through the thickets of the past. Never mind. 'Tis the season to be jolly and think of the size of Kim Kardashian's ass, or something.
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