How many unforgettable moments in that house on the branches of the old pine tree
That conversation took place, the day when they were busy building his hidden tree house, in the highest branches of one of the tallest trees near the road, scarcely two hundred yards from the road, but still, perfectly hidden and concealed among the other pine trees, all equally lofty.
“But, how can you even think that I will work in a circus, Dad. I am going to work on the farm and all its chores. When I grow up, you just wait and see, we’ll have the biggest dairy in the land. There we will sell our milk, cheese and delicious milk candies.
But, I will promise you one thing. If I ever, for some reason become a circus performer, you’ll always get in for free. In the worst case, if the circus wont give me passes for you, they still have to pay me, and I’ll buy them myself. I would be very happy to do it!”
