The Holy Night - by Selma Lagerlof. Narrated in English
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EnglishVoice Age
Middle Aged (35-54)Accents
African (General) Caribbean (General)Transcript
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when I was five years old, I had such a great sorrow. I hardly know if I've had a greater since then. It was then that my grandmother died up to that time. She used to sit every day on the corner sofa in her room and tell stories. I remember grandmother told story after story from morning till night and we Children sat beside her quite still and listened. It was a glorious life. No other Children had such happy times as we did. It isn't much that I recollect about my grandmother. I remember that she had a very beautiful snow white hair and stooped when she walked and that she always sat and needed a stalking. And I even remember that when she had finished a story, she used to lay her hand on my head and say all this is as true as true as I see you and you see me. I also remember that she could sing songs, but this she did not do every day. One of the songs was about a night on the Citro and had this refrain, It blows cold called Weather at sea. Then I remember a little prayer she taught me and a verse over him of all the stories she told me. I have to deem an imperfect recollection. Only one of them do. I remember so well that I should be able to repeat it. It is a little story about jesus birth. Well, this is nearly all I can recall about my grandmother, except the one thing which I remember best and that is the great loneliness when she was gone. I remember the morning when the corner sofa stood empty and when it was impossible to understand how the days would ever come to an end that I remember that I shall never forget. This is an excerpt from a book, the Holy Night text written by Selma log aloft.
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Child, Narrator, Deep, Sad, Emotional, African (General), Caribbean (General)