More About the Children of Noisy Village

Lisa - that's me. I live in Middle Farm

with my two brothers. Their names are Lasse and Bosse.

I don't have any sisters, but my friends Anna and Britta live in North Farm

and we see each other every day.

Britta, don't forget the cough drops, girls now.

Oh Grandfather, you know you can depend on us.

That's Britta and Anna's grandfather,

but all of us children in Bullerbyn call him Grandpa.

Here, you forgot your bag, dear.

- Bye. - Olle!

Olle lives in South Farm, and he has a dog named Svipp.

And a little sister, Kerstin.

There aren't any other children in Bullerbyn, but it's enough.

And then there are our parents, of course.

Oscar is our farmhand. Agda is our housekeeper.

Lasse, run all the way to school or we'll be late!

Let's go!

So now you know everyone who lives in Bullerbyn.

I want to go to school.

Darling, you're too young to go to school.

- I win! - We'd better hurry or we'll be late.

This is where Mr Kind the shoemaker lives.

Good day.

- Good day. - Good day.

His name is the only thing that's kind about him.

That's not very smart to start eating your lunch now.

At least wait for morning break time.

Feels better in my stomach than in my school bag.

- Hello! - Hi, there!

We all go to school in Great Village.

It's a lovely school.

And now that the summer holidays are over, it's fun to see our friends once again.

No!

Nearly done.

I suddenly thought we won't have a holiday until Christmas.

And that's such a long way off.

Now tell me, if you know, what happens afterwards and what happens...

It seemed as if Christmas would never come.

The time was passing too slowly.

All this rain, and Christmas coming, I bet we won't have any snow.

We still have a whole week left. The weather can change.

It'll be raining still, you'll see.

I felt so sad when Lasse said that.

A Christmas without snow? That would be just awful.

Lisa.

Wake up!

Wake up, dear. Look outside.

It is snowing!

Lasse! Bosse! Wake up, it's snowing!

Wake up, Lasse! It's snowing! Wake up!

- What is it? - Look!

Lasse, it's snowing!

- Look outside. - Winter is here at last!

Isn't it nice?

Olle!

I knew we'd have snow for Christmas.

It's now Christmas yet, you'll see. It'll all be gone before then.

- Come on! - Hurry!

Yes, that's fine.

Now who else can give me another word which begins with the letter V?

Sarah?

- Viking. - Viking, that's very good.

Anna?

- Villain. - Villain.

Well, listen to that out there.

It looks like quite a snow storm.

I think that all of the children from Bullerbyn should go home now before

the weather gets too bad. So would you all pack your things, please.

Help me! I'm frightened!

I can't go any further.

I'll never reach Bullerbyn in this storm.

Come on!

- We'll stop at the shoemaker's house. - No.

- You know I'm afraid of him. - So am I.

We have to go!

He's not going to kill us!

- Come on! - No!

Well I'm going.

There's nothing else we can do.

Close the door!

I'm sorry.

- Hello. - Close it!

Close it, I say, and close it now!

The door!

- Good day! - This is too much.

Are you deaf? I told you to close the door now!

Shut the door!

- Shut it! - Hurry, he's angry!

May we stay here till the storm is over?

For the last time, shut that door, do you hear?

Shut it!

What's wrong with you, hmm?

Is it so difficult to close a door?

Can we stay here till the storm is over?

Damn children!

Running around in this weather!

We're on our way back from school.

All right. It's nothing to whine about.

You can stay.

Don't just stand there. Come in!

- Grandma's shoes. I bet they're still not finished. - No.

- I hope we don't have to stay here all night. - Me too.

It's Papa!

- Papa! - What?

- Papa - Oh no! Shut that door!

- Papa! Help! Help! - Are you deaf?

- We're snowed in! - Hold it. Stay where you are, I'm coming!

- Help! Help! - Close that door!

Listen, I'm not going to tell you again. Shut that door.

Now, hurry up now before I fetch...

Good day, sir.

Good day, good day.

We all squeezed on together.

How lucky we were that father came along.

Can you imagine if we had to stay there all night?

Now then, you'll soon feel better.

Now, have some more soup will you, to warm you up.

There you are. And what about, a little more for Lasse as well, good.

Shut that door!

And then it was Christmas. And the snow was still there.

We cut down three big Christmas trees.

One for North Farm, one for Middle Farm, and one for South Farm.

And a little tree for Grandfather.

- What's that? - It's a sheaf of hay.

Sparrows have to have Christmas too, Kerstin.

Christmas.

That's twenty.

- Give me the pork. - No.

- You've got the walnuts. - No. - Let me have it.

- Come and take it. - I will. - No you won't.

Give it to me.

- I want the heart. - Come and take it.

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On the morning of Christmas Eve, we always have a bath in the brewing shed.

Agda scrubs us till we shine.

And we put on our very best clothes.

Then I feel it's really Christmas.

Careful boys, it's hot.

Oh, it's hot.

You'll get used to it.

I wish you could see how nice our Christmas tree is, Grandfather.

I see it in my head.

Can you see how red the apples are?

Ah, yes. They're bright red, yes.

Lasse said the long wait between the afternoon and Christmas Eve

is what gave you grey hair.

The time goes so slowly, you feel as if you're growing old, he said.

But my hair was as brown as ever.

Although I thought it looked prettier than usual.

They're coming! Hide!

Is there a Grandpa who's been good this year?

- Merry Christmas, Grandpa. - Merry Christmas.

- Did we frighten you? - You may have done.

- Come on. - What are we going to do now?

Where are you all going?

We pretended we were Christmas elves, and ran around frightening everyone.

- Merry Christmas! - Merry Christmas!

Then at last it was Christmas Eve.

It's always exciting to see who gets the almond in the pudding,

because he or she will be married in the new year.

I've got the almond, you see!

What's this, then?

It's the first time that the almond has broken in half.

And since the almond has broken in two Oscar will have to marry you.

Don't listen to them.

- Your turn, Bosse. - Do I have to?

- Yes, everybody must invent a rhyme. - Yes.

I cannot eat anymore of this, because I'm waiting for my gifts.

- Worst rhyme I ever heard. - Why?

And then Mary pondered this in her heart.

And the shepherds turned back,

and praised the Lord for all that they had seen and heard.

Just as it had been spoken to them by God.

And now for the hymn.

On Boxing Day, we went to a party at Aunt Jenny's house.

It took us hours to get there by sleigh.

Olle, if we get herring salad to eat at Aunt Jenny's, I'm going to go home.

And so am I.

What was that, Olle?

Lasse and I are going home if we get herring salad.

We'll go home as well?

Jenny.

Freeze!

Time to eat now.

Hocus pocus, you can move now.

Why must we always eat just as we're having fun?

- Come on. - I'm frozen forever!

Don't be silly, Lasse. Perhaps herring salad will unfreeze you.

The only thing adults ever seem to do at parties is eat.

How can anyone eat herring salad?

Ugh. Poor grown-ups.

Hello, Grandpa.

I'll bet you wished you could dance with everbody else, don't you?

Oh, I haven't danced for years.

No more. But how I danced when I was young!

Don't cry. You must go to sleep now, baby.

That's right.