Sunday, December 18, 2016

The Legend of the Christmas Spider

A long time ago in Germany, there was a poor widow who lived in a small house with her sons.
One day a pine cone fell in the yard and a tree began to take root. The tree grew into the loveliest tree they had ever seen. The children were excited to have a tree for Christmas, but were saddened when they realized they could not afford to decorate it. They could however, brighten up the house with the tree. They removed all the pine cones and replanted them all around the house, as far as they could.
The Mother had cleaned her small house the best she could finding cobwebs in corners although she had missed a few. The tree was placed lovingly in the corner of the room and the olde Mother admired it, with the little bit of paper ornaments the children had made. She hung their socks on the fire place and retired to bed.
In the excitement of having their webs almost gone, the spiders had fled up to the attic to escape the broom. On quiet Christmas Eve, the spiders slowly came down for a peek. "Oh, what a beautiful tree", the exclaimed!
As the family slept, a group of spiders spread the tale to their friends and upon hearing about the plight of the widow and her sons, decided to decorate the tree themselves. 
They spun their fine webs and made the tree even more beautiful.  In their excitement to finish,  they scurried up and out along each branch. They were filled with happiness as they climbed amongst the beautiful tree. But alas, by the time they were done, the tree was shrouded in their somewhat dusty grey web. They had done their best.
When Santa arrived bearing gifts for the children and saw the tree covered with spider webs, he smiled because he saw how happy the spiders were, but knew how heartbroken the Mother would be if she saw all their work covered in dusty, Santa turned the webs to strands of silver and gold, added some ornament magic and politely asked the fire fly's to flutter brightly- and the tree was even more beautiful than before. The children heard bells, rushed down the stairs - and before their eyes was  - a shining testament to the Magic of Christmas.
The family, took great care of the small tree forest they had so lovingly planted, and every bit around them eventually grew into great beauty as far as the eye could see. They shared the beauty of Christmas with their neighbours, delivering a tree on their doorsteps every year. The family discovered that Santa had placed bits of real gold amongst the branches and everybody lived happily ever after.
That's the story of Tinsel on trees and why every Christmas tree should have a Christmas Spider in its branches.



Gail said...

What a wonderfully delightful tale.

Merry Christmas.

DJan said...

Wha t a wonderful tale! I had never heard of it, but now I think I'll have to share it with some friends who would appreciate it. Thank you, Saucy, for being such a good friend. And I hope you have a gentle spider somewhere in your Universe. :-)

Red said...

That's a cool story. I'd say it was a well spun story!