A collection of traditional and modern Christmas stories by a variety of authors.
CONTENTS The Big White Pussy-cat - Leila Berg Father Christmas and the Carpenter - Alf Prøysen; translated by Marianne Helweg The Fairy Ship - Alison Uttley The Christmas Train - Ivan Gantschev; translated by Stephen Corrin Father Christmas's Clothes - Paul Biegel; translated by Patricia Crampton Schnitzle, Schnotzle and Schnootzle - Ruth Sawyer Another mince pie - H.E. Todd The Naughtiest Story of All - Dorothy Edwards The Voyage of the Wee Red Cap - Ruth Sawyer Mrs. Pepperpot's Christmas - Alf Prøysen; translated by Marianne Helweg Winkle and the Christmas tree - Ruth Ainsworth The Way of Wishes - Jean Chapman Lotta's Christmas Surprise - Astrid Lindgren The Little Fir Tree - Alison Uttley Miss Anna Truly and the Christmas lights - V.H. Drummond Way-by-Wall - Beatrix Potter
Sara Corrin is a published author, editor, and a translator of children's books. Some of the published credits of Sara Corrin include Tales from Hans Andersen: Fourteen Classic Tales, Shocking Accident, A Shocking Accident, and Faber Book of Golden Fairytales.
This is a book that’s been on my bookshelves since my children were small (many years ago). I was drawn to it after reading a short story in The Penguin Book of Christmas Stories. I knew I had read a similar story before.
The story in that collection was The Cat on the Dovrefjell by Peter Christen Asbjornson and Jorgen Moe, a story about a white bear and some trolls. The story in this collection is The Big White Pussycat by Leile Berg. They are basically the same story told in different ways and I realised they are both based on an old Danish folk tale.
Of course having read that I had to read the next story, and the next until I ended up reading the whole book.
It’s a charming collection, I am not sure if it’s still in print and to be honest the stories may seem a bit old fashioned compared to modern children’s books. Some stories hold up better than others. But I enjoyed them from a purely nostalgic point of view, they too me back to a time when I sat by the Christmas Tree reading them to my children.