I always wanted to imagine that the toys on the Christmas tree are able to come to life. Well, of course, they do so only when no one sees. Imagine that in the New Year's Eve Toys talking among themselves. People are already asleep and can not overhear them. The room is dark, only flashing colored lights Christmas tree garland. And the old and new toys tell each other about their lives. Each toy has its own history. Brand new silver Santa Claus made in China. His eyes narrow even some. And with these Christmas balls mom blows away dust particles. Glass and they are expensive. They have done around here, a local toy factory. These balls are red, blue, green, crimson, purple, with a gold pattern, as if from frost. Gnome with a white beard brought from Germany aunt. But the Soviet red star that you want to cling to the top of spruce. And this is the oldest toy on the Christmas tree - Cockerel. He's bright, not shiny, but I love him very much and terribly afraid to break. It is attached to the branches of an old-fashioned iron pin on legs. Now these fixtures will not do. I imagine at night toys telling his life. That would ever listen to them, because they say a lot of interesting things. Where everyone is made, who have seen the country who have found the time. When no one hears, toys whispering to each other and tell amazing stories.
People are already asleep and can not overhear them. The room is dark, only flashing colored lights Christmas tree garland. And the old and new toys tell each other about their lives.
Each toy has its own history. Brand new silver Santa Claus made in China. His eyes narrow even some. And with these Christmas balls mom blows away dust particles. Glass and they are expensive. They have done around here, a local toy factory. These balls are red, blue, green, crimson, purple, with a gold pattern, as if from frost.
Gnome with a white beard brought from Germany aunt. But the Soviet red star that you want to cling to the top of spruce. And this is the oldest toy on the Christmas tree - Cockerel. He's bright, not shiny, but I love him very much and terribly afraid to break. It is attached to the branches of an old-fashioned iron pin on legs. Now these fixtures will not do.
I imagine at night toys telling his life. That would ever listen to them, because they say a lot of interesting things. Where everyone is made, who have seen the country who have found the time. When no one hears, toys whispering to each other and tell amazing stories.