Snekker Andersen og Julenissen - Den vesle bygda som glømte at det var jul

Now I'm going to tell you a story about Christmas.

The very nicest, very finest -

and the very best time of the year.

Throughout December, young and old had been working to get it done.

There was so much to do. Cakes had to be baked.

Gifts had to be made.

And they had to be wrapped up.

And all corners and nooks had to be cleaned.

Firewood was to be in the house.

And everyone had to dress up with the finest they had.

In every town and village, people were in full swing.

Except in a small town.

Here it was an ordinary day.

Here, no one thought about Christmas at all.

Here no one had done anything ready.

They had simply forgotten all Christmas.

And that was not the only thing they had forgotten.

They forgot almost everything else too.

Sometimes they forgot things separately.

And sometimes everyone forgot the same thing.

So you can imagine that living in that city was not that easy.

But Elise did.

She also had a surname, but no one could remember.

She was seven, eight or nine years old and lived with her father...

Aunt Maja, Red Goose and Little Mouse.

Almost every day, Elise had forgotten something new.

There!

Sheep?

Elise's father was not like others.

For he even forgot where he was going to sleep.

- Sheep? - Ouch!

- Can you handle it? - Ouch!

He ran the shop and sold everything, -

- but it did not go well, because no one could remember what to buy.

- Earrings for the wife? - No...

Then you just have to come back when you can remember.

Aunt Maja was the inventor.

It was not so easy when she forgot what to invent.

School was small. Most forgot that they had to learn something.

Why are you standing here, Bastian?

Now we have forgotten it again. There is no school today.

- Hurry in. - It's Saturday, Miss Algebra.

This is how the days in the small town went.

Postman Ole was so in love with Maja that he tried everything.

Gone, gone.

Tit-tit.

Bye Bye.

I thought you would be glad I delivered it in person.

If you show up on my stairs one more time, -

then you get a surprise.

- I'm warning you. - I understand what you mean.

Harald fell down from the balcony he forgot he had not built.

- Hey, kids! - No, Harald! You have no balcony!

But you could live with all that.

Closed? Is it closed?

It was worse with birthdays and other partying and fun.

For no one remembered to invite anyone.

If they remembered,

- you can be sure that the others forgot to come.

There was only one small stump, which was free from all oblivion.

Hello, Little Mouse. See what I have for you.

But he could not help them, could he?

And they needed help.

For tomorrow was the 24th of December.

Exactly. It was Christmas Eve.

But no one remembered that.

SNEDKER ANDERSEN AND SANTA CLAUS - THE LITTLE TOWN WHO FORGOT IT WAS CHRISTMAS

Sheep?

Sheep?

Sheep?

Hello.

Have you now again forgotten where you sleep?

No, of course not. There is no one sleeping in a closet.

- No. - I was just looking for...

Jam! Yes.

So what do you say to oatmeal with nice...

blueberry jam for breakfast?

Such. Where was it we had butter?

DECEMBER 24TH SATURDAY

- I had a weird dream last night. - There it was!

And there it was. Yes.

What kind of dream was that?

I do not quite remember it.

You remember better than anyone else I know. There it must be.

I know that, but dreams are so hard to remember.

Well, can you remember anything?

I remember when I woke up I had a strange feeling.

So? What kind of feeling was that?

That the 24th of December is very special.

It is special because it is the day when you can not open the jam.

I mean, Dad. There's something about this day.

You mean, like, saltines and their ilk, eh? That's what's wonderful about you.

Dad, the porridge!

No no no!

No!

No. This...

This is not going quite as planned, as usual.

That should work, Dad.

DECEMBER 24TH SATURDAY

- Are you in? - Yes.

Watch out, Sander. Cautious.

- No no no. Just hold it. - I'm free! What a heavy tree.

- It's huge. - Nothing happened.

It's the largest tree we've ever had.

Yes, it's huge.

Nissen!

Let's see. Then the tree is level.

Do not you think mother and your siblings will think it's nice?

They certainly will.

No, we must see the tree in all its splendor.

No no no!

No no no.

- Dad, it's winter. - Well, is it winter?

- Hey hey, Dad. - Hey hey, Elise.

Bastian!

Come out!

When I woke up, I had a strange, special and strange feeling.

- Did you have that too? - No, I was just stuffed in the nose.

Grandma says what you can not remember is not worth knowing.

- Hey, kids. - No, Harald!

My Goodness! We must help the poor man. Hold it.

- Did you forget the balcony again? - Mrs Gundersen.

- Have you baked cakes? - Yes.

Today I could suddenly remember the recipe for some good gingerbread.

Just take. They taste really good.

Mrs. Gundersen has remembered a recipe for gingerbread.

And you mean, like, saltines and their ilk, eh?

I understand nothing.

Look here. Mrs. Gundersen has baked cakes.

There must be something special about this day.

Little mouse? Where are you?

Little mouse!

Little mouse?

What are you doing all the way up there?

Now I have to help you down.

What the hell is that?

24?

A tree!

See what I found in the attic. What do you see here?

- A tree. - Yes, that's that tree.

- Yes, is not that wood just in the way? - Hello Grandma.

But you, mayor, who so wise, do you know what this is?

There's very little I do not know what is, so this is...

- It's a bird box. - A bird box?

Look, here's a lot of rooms.

With views and private door to separate approach.

Hi, Kverken.

- But why are there numbers on the doors? - These are house numbers.

- So you mean the birds have to read it? - It was awful.

Now we must see to it that the bush is felled. Come so you do not get hurt.

Did you forget the chainsaw?

And then you also forgot where you put the chainsaw?

Then we have to look for it. Come on.

See you later, Elise. - Bye Bye.

- No forget it. - Have a nice weekend.

- Come back when you can remember. - Yes, I must do that.

Running a shop is not easy. People can not remember what to wear.

When they can remember, I'm closed.

But look what I found in the attic. It fell into my head...

- Hi there. Can I help with anything? - Yes, I really hope so.

I've been everywhere and time is not exactly on my side.

So I ask like a desperate man whose happiness hangs in a thin thread.

You have not forgotten what to buy, have you?

No. I need dinner plates.

It should probably be possible.

Look. Such.

I need 12.

But... Yes, a little variation is good, right?

I take what you have. Large and small plates. The whole service.

And then I have to use glass. Tall glasses and low glasses.

I need everything you have. Thanks.

I'll put them here.

Let's see.

Such!

And... this one.

- A small church. - Yes.

- Thanks. - Thanks for the deal.

Now I have soon spent the best day of the year buying plates.

Now I have to see to get home. Merry Christmas.

Yes...

Merry Christmas?

What in the world did he mean by that?

What a weirdo. Merry Christmas?

It's called "good wheels". "A pair of good wheels".

Now do not forget to go home, Bodil. Such.

Now it would be good with a little hot soup.

Hasn't it gotten terribly cold?

- Hi, Tor. - Hi. Came.

Are you sure you do not know what it is? Think if it's important.

Remember that what one cannot remember is not worth knowing.

Then there is a lot that is not worth knowing.

- For example, to make a packed lunch. - Yes.

- To forget where to sleep. - Yes.

- To put on trousers. - What do you mean by that?

- Why do not you say that? - I forgot to say it.

- I forgot to put on my pants. - Now again?

We will never find out what this is.

Well. Come here with it.

Let's see what this is for.

We need a spinning top.