"Von den zwölf Monaten" Hörbuch Märchen zum Entspannen, Einschlafen & Träumen von Josef Wenzig

Hello and nice that you are here. I am Rico. Fairytales are great. A loving and good girl is badly treated by her stepmother and sister. In the middle of winter, the evil sister sends the girl to pick an arrow in the forest. Surprisingly, the girl returns with the order. A little later, she is supposed to get strawberries. She also succeeds. But with that, the suffering of the little one is not over yet. How long will she endure this treatment? If you don't want to miss a fairytale and haven't subscribed to the channel yet, then subscribe to it and activate the bell. And now have fun listening. From the twelve months by Josef Wenzig There was a mother and she had two daughters. One was her own, the other her stepdaughter. The own daughter was very fond of her. The stepdaughter could not even look at her. Just because Maruschka was more beautiful than Holena. The good Maruschka knew nothing about her beauty. She could not explain why the mother was so evil, as often as she saw her. She had to do all the work herself. Cleaning the house, cooking, washing, sewing, spinning, weaving, carrying grass and taking care of the cow alone. Holena only cleaned herself and acted meekly. But Maruschka liked to work, was patient and bore the scolding, the cursing of her sister and mother, like a lamb. This alone did not help. They got worse day by day. And only because Maruschka, the longer the more beautiful, the more nasty Holena was. The mother thought, Why should I suffer the beautiful stepdaughter in the house, if my own daughter is not like that too? The boys will come to the wedding. They will like Maruschka. They will not want Holena. From that moment on, they were looking for the poor Maruschka to get rid of. They tormented her with hunger. They beat her. But she bore it patiently and became more beautiful day by day. They bore torments like they did not make sense to good people. One day, it was in the middle of the ice month, Holena wanted to have an arrow. Go, Maruschka, bring me an arrow from the forest, Strauss. I want to put it on the belt and smell it. she ordered the sister. Oh God, dear sister, what do you notice? I have never heard arrows growing under the snow. The poor girl said. You useless thing, you toad, you disobey when I order? You will go into the forest and if you do not bring an arrow, I will kill you. Holena threatened. The stepmother caught Maruschka, pushed her out the door and locked it behind her. The girl went bitterly crying into the forest. The snow was falling. There was no footstep. The poor girl wandered, wandered for a long time. Hunger plagued her. Cold shook her. She asked God to take her out of the world. There she guarded a light in the distance. She followed the gleam and came to the top of a mountain. A big fire was burning on the summit. Around the fire were twelve stones. Twelve men were sitting on the stones. Three were gray-haired. Three were younger. Three were even younger. And the three youngest were the most beautiful. They did not speak. They looked silently into the fire. The twelve men were twelve months old. The ice moon sat on top. He had hair and beard white as snow. He held a staff in his hand. Maruschka was frightened and stood amazed for a while. Then she took courage, stepped closer and asked, Dear people, allow me to warm myself by the fire. Cold shakes me. The ice moon nodded and asked her, Why did you come here, girl? What are you looking for here? I'm looking for arrows. Maruschka replied, It is not the time to look for arrows when there is snow. said the ice moon. I know. Maruschka said sadly. Only sister Hulena and the stepmother have ordered me to bring arrows from the forest. If I do not bring them, they will kill me. Please, you herdsmen, tell me where I can find them. Then the ice moon got up, stepped to the youngest moon, gave him the staff in his hand and said, Brother March, sit on top. The moon March sat on top and swung the staff over the fire. At that moment the fire was blazing higher. The snow began to thaw. Trees were bearing buds. Grass was growing under the bushes. Colorful flowers were blooming in the grass and it was spring. Arrows were blooming under the shrubbery. And before Maruschka saw it, there were so many of them as if someone had spread a blue cloth. Quick, Maruschka, pick! said the March. Maruschka happily picked until she had a large bunch of straw. Then she thanked the moon and hurried home. Hulena was surprised. The stepmother was surprised when she saw Maruschka carrying a bunch of arrows. They went to open the door for her and the scent of the arrows permeated the whole hut. Where did you pick them? asked Hulena stubbornly. Up on the mountain. There were lots of them growing under the shrubbery. replied Maruschka. Hulena took the arrows, put them behind her belt, smelled them and let the stepmother smell them. She didn't even say to her sister, smell them too. The next day, Hulena sat lazily by the stove and she craved strawberries. Go, Maruschka, bring me strawberries from the forest, ordered Hulena the sister. Oh God, dear sister, where will I find strawberries? I have never heard that strawberries grow under the snow. replied Maruschka. You useless thing, you toad, you disobey when I order? Go straight to the forest and don't bring any strawberries. If I do, I'll kill you. threatened the evil Hulena. The stepmother grabbed Maruschka, pushed her out of the door and locked her up behind her. The girl went bitterly crying into the forest. The snow was high. There was no footstep. The poor girl wandered for a long time, hunger plagued her, cold shook her. There she watched in the distance the same fire that she had seen the day before. With joy she rushed to it. She came back to the big fire around which the twelve months sat. The ice moon was sitting at the top. Dear people, allow me to warm myself by the fire. Cold shakes me, asked Maruschka. The ice moon nodded and asked, Why did you come back? What are you looking for? I'm looking for strawberries, said Maruschka. It's not the time to look for strawberries when it's snowing, said the ice moon. I know, replied Maruschka sadly. Only sister Hulena and my stepmother have ordered me to bring strawberries. If I don't bring them, they'll kill me. Please, you shepherds, tell me where I can find them. The ice moon got up, stepped to the moon, which sat opposite him, gave him the staff in his hand and said, Brother Juni, sit at the top. The beautiful month Juni sat at the top and swung the staff over the fire. At that moment the flame flared up, the snow melted as soon as the earth grew green. Trees covered themselves with leaves, birds began to sing, many flowers bloomed in the forest and it was summer. There were white stars, as if someone had sown them. Visibly, however, the white stars turned into strawberries. The strawberries ripened quickly and before Maruschka noticed it, there was grass in the green as if someone had shed blood. Quick, Maruschka, pick! Juni's command. Maruschka happily picked until she had had enough strawberries. Then she thanked the beautiful month and hurried home. Helena was surprised. Stepmother was surprised when they saw that Maruschka was actually bringing strawberries, all the strawberries full. They ran to open the door for her and the smell of the strawberries permeated the whole hut. Where did you pick them? asked Helena stubbornly. Up on the mountain, there their infestations grow under the beech trees, replied Maruschka. Helena took the strawberries, ate herself full and gave to the mother to eat. To Maruschka they did not even say, Eat too! Helena had tasted the strawberries and she craved red apples for the third day. Go into the forest, Maruschka, and bring me red apples, ordered the sister. Oh God, dear sister, where should we get apples in winter? said the poor Maruschka. You useless thing! You toad! You disobey when I order! Go straight into the forest and don't bring any red apples! If you do, I'll kill you! threatened the evil Helena. The stepmother caught Maruschka, pushed her out the door and locked it tight behind her. The girl hurried bitterly into the forest. The snow lay high. There was no footstep. The girl alone did not wander around. It went straight to the top of the mountain where the big fire burned, where the twelve months sat. They sat there. The ice moon sat at the top. Dear people, allow me to warm myself by the fire. The cold shakes me, asked Maruschka and went to the fire. The ice moon nodded with its head and asked, Why did you come back? What are you looking for there? I'm looking for red apples, answered Maruschka. It's not the time, said the ice moon. I know. Maruschka said sadly. Only sister Helena and my stepmother have ordered me to bring red apples from the forest. If I don't bring them, they'll kill me. Please, you herds, tell me where I can find them. Then the ice moon got up, walked to one of the older months, gave him the staff in his hand and said, Brother September, sit at the top. The month September sat at the top and swung the staff over the fire. The fire glowed red. The snow disappeared, but the trees did not cover themselves with leaves. One leaf after the other fell off and the cool wind scattered them on the palm grass. One there, the other there. Maruschka did not see so many colorful flowers. Old man's herb bloomed along the valley, red vines bloomed. Yellow ashes stood in the valley. Under the beech trees grew tall spruce and dense evergreen. Maruschka only looked around for red apples and she did indeed guard an apple tree and high on it, between the branches, red apples. Quick, Maruschka, shake! said September. Maruschka happily shook the apple tree. An apple fell down. Maruschka shook again. A second fell down. Quick, Maruschka, hurry home! said the month. Maruschka obeyed, took the two apples, thanked the month nicely and hurried happily home. Helena was surprised. The stepmother was surprised when she saw that Maruschka brought apples. They went to open them. Maruschka gave them the two apples. Where did you pick them? High on the mountain. They grow there and there are still enough of them there, replied Maruschka. Why didn't you bring more or did you eat them on the way? Helena was angry with her. Oh, dear sister, I didn't eat a bite. I shook once, an apple fell down. I shook a second time, another fell down. They didn't allow me to shake any longer. They told me to go home, said Maruschka. Let the thunder drive into you, cursed Helena and wanted to beat Maruschka. Maruschka broke into tears and prayed to God that he should rather take them to himself and not be beaten by the evil sister and stepmother. She fled into the kitchen. The grumpy Helena cursed and began to eat an apple. The apple tasted so good that she assured herself that she had never eaten anything so delicious in her life. The stepmother also enjoyed it. She ate the apples and she craved for more. Mother, give me my fur. I want to go into the forest myself, said Helena. The useless thing would eat it again on the way. I want to find the place and shake them all down, whether it would be allowed or not. Unfortunately, the mother gave up. Helena put on the fur, took a cloth around her head and hurried into the forest. The mother stood on the threshold and watched Helena as she went. Everything was covered in snow. There was no footstep to be seen anywhere. Helena wandered, wandered for a long time. Her grumpiness kept her going. A light guarded her in the distance. She hurried to it. She reached the summit where the fire was burning and where the twelve months were sitting on twelve stones. Helena was frightened, but soon she grasped herself, stepped closer to the fire and stretched out her hands to warm herself. She did not ask the months, ''May I warm myself?'' and did not say a word to them. ''What are you looking for here? Why did you come here?'' asked the ice-month in disgust. ''Why do you ask, you old fool? You do not need to know where I am going!'' Helena finished him off stubbornly and turned away from the fire into the forest. The ice-month wrinkled its forehead and swung its staff over its head. In that moment the sky darkened. The fire burned low. It began to snow as if someone had poured out a feather bed. Icy wind blew through the forest. Helena did not see a step in front of her. She wandered and wandered, fell into a snowstorm and her limbs went numb, froze. Snow falls unceasingly. Icy wind blows. Helena curses her sister, curses the dear God. Her limbs freeze in the warm fur. The mother stared at Helena, looked out the window, looked out the door, but could not see her daughter. Hour after hour, Helena did not come. ''Maybe you like the apples so much that you can't separate from them?'' thought the mother. ''I have to see her.'' She pulled on her fur, took a cloth around her head and went to find Helena. Everything was covered in snow. There was no footstep to be seen. She called for Helena. Nobody answered. She wandered, wandered for a long time. Snow fell densely. Icy wind blew. Maruska cooked the food, took care of the cow. But neither Helena nor the stepmother came. ''Where have you been for so long?'' said Maruska to herself and sat down to spin. The spindle was already full. It was already dusk in the house and neither Helena nor the stepmother came. ''Oh God, what has happened to you?'' complained the good girl and looked out the window. The sky shone with stars. The earth shone with snow. Nobody could be seen. Maruska closed the window sadly, made the cross and prayed a ''Our Father'' for the sister and mother. The next day she ate breakfast, she ate lunch. But neither Helena nor the stepmother could eat. Both were frozen in the forest. The good Maruska kept the hut, the cow and a piece of field. There was also a housekeeper. And both lived in peace, happily with each other. Thank you for listening. If you liked the fairy tale and you are not sleeping yet, I would be happy about a thumbs up and a comment. And if you can't sleep yet, you can find another fairy tale here. See you soon!