Читать книгу Peter and the Tree Children - Peter Wohlleben - Страница 5

Every morning before Peter the forester went

out into the woods, he sat on the bench in front of his house.

He sipped his coffee, listened to the birds sing, and watched

the sun rise over the forest. One day, a squirrel scampered up

and sat down next to him as though they were old friends.

Its black eyes were brimming with tears.

“What’s the matter?” asked Peter.

He wasn’t expecting a reply but,to his surprise, the squirrel

said, “I’m all alone. I don’t have any family.”