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«The stolen farthings» in Italian

Il centesimo rubato

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📖 Pages1
⏰ Reading time 10 minutes
💡 Originally published1812
🌏 Original language German
📌 Types Fairy tale , Fairy tale
📌 Genres Children's literature, Parable

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Il centesimo rubato: read the book with parallel translation into English

Una volta, a mezzogiorno, un uomo sedeva a tavola con la moglie, i suoi bambini e un amico che era venuto a trovarli. Mentre se ne stavano là, allo scoccare delle dodici, l'ospite vide la porta aprirsi e entrare un bimbo molto pallido, tutto vestito di bianco. Il bimbo non si guardò attorno e non disse nulla, ma andò dritto filato nella stanza accanto. Poco dopo tornò indietro e uscì dalla porta, sempre in silenzio. Il secondo e il terzo giorno tornò di nuovo. Alla fine l'ospite domandò al padre di chi fosse quel bel bambino, che entrava sempre nella stanza a mezzogiorno. -Non l'ho visto- rispose il padre -e non saprei dire di chi sia.- Il giorno seguente, quando il bambino tornò, l'ospite lo mostrò al padre, che però non lo vide, n‚ lo videro la madre e i bambini. Allora l'ospite si alzò, andò alla porta della stanza, la socchiuse e vi guardò dentro. E vide il bambino, seduto per terra, che frugava e rovistava premurosamente con le dita nelle fessure del pavimento, ma quando scorse l'estraneo scomparve. Questi raccontò quel che aveva visto e descrisse il bambino con esattezza; allora la madre lo riconobbe e disse: -Ah, è il mio caro bambino, che è morto un mese fa!-. Scostarono le assi del pavimento, e trovarono due centesimi che una volta il bambino aveva avuto da sua madre, perché‚ li desse a un povero. Ma il bimbo aveva pensato: "Puoi comprarti invece un biscotto!" e si era tenuto i soldi nascondendoli nelle fessure del pavimento. Così non aveva pace nella tomba, e a mezzogiorno veniva sempre a cercarli. I genitori diedero quel denaro a un povero e da allora il bambino non si vide più.
A father was one day sitting at dinner with his wife and his children, and a good friend who had come on a visit was with them. And as they thus sat, and it was striking twelve o'clock, the stranger saw the door open, and a very pale child dressed in snow-white clothes came in. It did not look around, and it did not speak; but went straight into the next room. Soon afterwards it came back, and went out at the door again in the same quiet manner. On the second and on the third day, it came also exactly in the same way. At last the stranger asked the father to whom the beautiful child that went into the next room every day at noon belonged? "I have never seen it," said he, neither did he know to whom it could belong. The next day when it again came, the stranger pointed it out to the father, who however did not see it, and the mother and the children also all saw nothing. On this the stranger got up, went to the room door, opened it a little, and peeped in. Then he saw the child sitting on the ground, and digging and seeking about industriously amongst the crevices between the boards of the floor, but when it saw the stranger, it disappeared. He now told what he had seen and described the child exactly, and the mother recognized it, and said, "Ah, it is my dear child who died a month ago." They took up the boards and found two farthings which the child had once received from its mother that it might give them to a poor man; it, however, had thought, "Thou canst buy thyself a biscuit for that," and had kept the farthings, and hidden them in the openings between the boards; and therefore it had had no rest in its grave, and had come every day at noon to seek for these farthings. The parents gave the money at once to a poor man, and after that the child was never seen again.
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