“But we won’t be visiting you for Christmas any more.”Īnd Halvor laughed because it was the best Christmas present he could have wished for.Playback: P. “Well we are very sorry,” said the troll. “She’s lying under the stove, and since last year she’s had seven kittens and they’ve all grown up to be bigger and worse tempered than she is.” “Halvor, have you still got that big cat of yours?” asked the ugly little fellow. As he was chopping, he heard a voice from the woods saying: He expected the trolls to visit as usual, and was preparing everything for their comfort. The following day, the hunter and his bear recounted the story of the trolls, before resuming their journey to Copenhagen to visit the King of Denmark.Ī year later, around midday on Christmas Eve, the owner of the house was gathering wood for the fire. The great white bear rose to his feet and growled a terrific growl, and chased the trolls out of the cottage. There is one thing you should never do to a bear - and that is wake him up! “Here kitty, kitty, have a piece of sausage.” He took a bit of sausage, put it on a fork, and poked it against the bears' nose saying: Eventually, a young troll spotted the bear underneath the stove. They ate and drank, sang, and danced, lept around, knocked things over, smashed glasses, and created havok. But not one of them had any manners at all. Some had long tails, some had none at all. And what a pack they were! Some were large, some were small. The family went to sleep in the barn, and the bear and the hunter settled down for the night in the house. All this was for the trolls who would be there later. Inside, the family were setting out a Christmas feast on the table, with Yule Porridge, boiled fish, pickled cabbage, and reindeer meat. “Well if that’s what you wish,” said the house owner, “but don’t say I didn’t warn you.” Let my pet sleep under the stove, and I’ll take a side room.” We are forced to flee the house ourselves, and cannot contemplate letting a guest face such horrors.” The man looked out into the cold winter night and said: “Heaven never help me if what I say isn’t true, but I can’t let you stay here tonight, for every Christmas Eve we are invaded by a pack of trolls. Can you find a corner of your house for us to stay in this Christmas night?” “I am travelling to Copenhagen with this fine animal as a present for the King of Denmark. He spoke to the owner, whose name was Halvor, and said: The blizzards and the poor weather held him up, and on Christmas Eve, he was still crossing the mountain range of central Norway known as 'The Doverfell.' He needed somewhere to shelter for the night, and was relieved when he came across a cottage. Late in the year, he set off across Norway. He felt sure he would receive a fine reward. The hunter decided to make a Christmas present of this handsome and wonderful animal to the King of Denmark.
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When he grew to full size, he was so tame that he let his owner ride on his back. He brought him up almost like a baby, and taught him to do tricks like walk on his hind legs. Once upon a time, a hunter caught a perfectly white bear cub. Well to get us in the mood for the festive season, Bertie’s asked me to read you a folktale that is set on Christmas Eve. What’s that sound? Sleigh bells tinkling I think. We have done fireworks night, and that means that Christmas must be on its way. This is Natasha, and here in London, it’s dark and wintry.
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