Alleen in het Sprookjesbos 26: Meisje met de Zwavelstokjes

[@doreenbierens]

My favorite fairytale, even though it’s always made me cry.

[@VictorVMJ-si3hz]

Echt jammer dat pandadroom weg is, maar gelukkig is het meisje met de zwavelstokjes nog steeds in de Efteling!!

[@DorritEichperger]

Ontroerend is het,ik moet altijd aan mijn oma denken. Prachtig is het

[@HetSpook]

Het is inderdaad een prachtig sprookje.

[@koenclijsen8874]

Altijd een brok in mijn keel. Wederom een mooie registratie!

[@HetSpook]

Dank je wel 🙂

[@masculineguy37]

Met de prachtige stem van Toos van de Voorde

[@bostieandres]

Prachtig vastgelegd!

[@HetSpook]

Dank je wel 🙂

[@wesleybontekoe]

een prachtig sprookje krijgt iedere keer kippenvel één van mijn favoriete sprookjes

[@HetSpook]

Absoluut. Het is heel mooi.

[@camilladejong8245]

Ik heb deze film gekeken daar drovieg van🥲🥲🥲🥲🥲🤣😭

[@HetSpook]

Het is zeker een mooi sprookje.

[@camilladejong8245]

Ik moet on huille

[@deanseawa]

Is there any way to get the story in English?

[@doreenbierens]

Not very good in English but I’m going to try: The night before New Year’s Day and an icy cold wind is blowing.A lonely little girl, an abandoned small child. A life of poverty and no love in her life. Her feet frozen and her slippers are missing , one was stolen by someone, a not good person and one is lost in the snow in the dark street. Matchsticks that no one wants to buy and fear for punishment if she goes home without money. Behind the windows lays peace and prosperity, just some warmth is her simple prayer. Could just one matchstick be taken from the bundle, would it be so bad if she just took one??? Would she have the strength to light one??? The light shows a fireplace warm and bright, is it a miracle or is it tricking her eyes???? The dream disappeared, blowing away with the wind, dreams exist but not for this child. A second stick, it burns bright and the feast meal appears. It’s a goose, how could it still live??? A dream faits away, it was only a moment. A third flame conjures up the beauty of twinkling Christmas tree that disappears into the night. Christmas lights that turn into stars and float up into the heavens. Every star passes by and a memory returns about what her grandmother said: A falling star, a soul is traveling to heavenly peace and to God’s paradise. And see, there is grandma. She’s backing the child, with a soft glow goodness and love for the child. “Grandma, my beloved grandma, please take me with you, to the heavens and the warmth of your heavenly peace”. And see, in the arms of her grandmother, she escapes this world. For eternity safe from troubles and disasters. In the snow stays the girl, she died in the cold and on the lips is a smile. It is the power of peace, it’s the strength of love that is there for everyone and also for this child. The story ends there and I hope that I translated it well.

[@HetSpook]

I have English subtitles available in KZbin

[@doreenbierens]

@, than why did you ask for the story in English???