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When I was little, my parents and I went to the mountains to pick fruit from pomegranate trees. Now, many years later, I decided to tell you, little ones and not so little, what happened that day, and also compose fairy tales for you. Helping to gather the fruit, I tripped, fell over and rolled down the mountain. To my surprise, having stopped and put my head up, I saw… Oh, a miracle! Next to me, there was a tiny puppy leaning to a small rock and trembling with fear, his eyes were streaming with tears. And my parents were already running to my rescue. We need to help those who got in trouble! And so Tunti, this is how we called the puppy, ended up at our house. Thanks to my care and that of adults, the puppy quickly recovered. It was a great event in my life and it could be the reason why later on I wanted to compose fairy tales where good triumphs over evil. In the fairy tales that I wrote for you, my dear readers, this is exactly what happens. I want you to love them. May your life be useful and joyful.