onceupon a time, there lived a poor farmer and his daughter, emma. they lived in a asimple hut in the hills above a valley. each morning, emma had to help her father with the farm chores. one of them was milking the cow. while doing her chore, she would look across the valley and admire the beautiful view she always saw there. there, on the other side of valley, was a house with gleaming windows of gold.
"I wonder who lives there,: emma sighed. "they must be so rich that their house windows are made of gold."
emma longingly imagined how wonderful it must be to live in a house with windows of gold. they must have maids to do all the chores. no cleaning the house, no working on the field. they must often throw extravagant party with dancing, fancy dresses, and gourmet food.
emma's father was concerned when one day he saw his daughter look so sad. "what's bothering you, dear?" he asked gently.
"I wish we were rich," emma said softly.
"but we are. we are healthy, happy, and we have each other," her father said.
"but we don't live in a house with windows of gold, like the people across the valley. please take me there, father. I want to know what kind of people live in such a beutiful house," emma begged.
emma's father gave her a warm smile."alright, dear. tomorrow I'll take you there. but you must promise me that you'll be happy with whatever you find out."
the next day, emma and her father left home at the crack of dawn. by noon they had started to climb up the hill across the valley. by late afternoon they had finally arrived at a group of houses. these houses were small and plain like their own. the house with eindows of gold was nowhere to be seen.
"excuse me!" emma called out to a girl about her age. "we're looking for a house with windows of gold. can you tell me which way to go?"
"house with windows of gold? "'ve never seen such a thing around here," the girl replied.
"but I always see it every morning from my house across the valley," said emma.
the girl look surprised. "you live there?" she asked. "I've always been amazed by your house! every afternoon I admire your golden windows. look!" the girl pointed across the valley towards emma's house.
emma and her father turned around and looked. the windows of their simple house were gleaming in the afternoon sun. they looked very much like the windows of gold across the valley emma always admired from her house in the morning. then she squeezed her father's hand tightly and gave him her sweetest smile. her father knew that emma was truly happy with what she had learned.
"I wonder who lives there,: emma sighed. "they must be so rich that their house windows are made of gold."
emma longingly imagined how wonderful it must be to live in a house with windows of gold. they must have maids to do all the chores. no cleaning the house, no working on the field. they must often throw extravagant party with dancing, fancy dresses, and gourmet food.
emma's father was concerned when one day he saw his daughter look so sad. "what's bothering you, dear?" he asked gently.
"I wish we were rich," emma said softly.
"but we are. we are healthy, happy, and we have each other," her father said.
"but we don't live in a house with windows of gold, like the people across the valley. please take me there, father. I want to know what kind of people live in such a beutiful house," emma begged.
emma's father gave her a warm smile."alright, dear. tomorrow I'll take you there. but you must promise me that you'll be happy with whatever you find out."
the next day, emma and her father left home at the crack of dawn. by noon they had started to climb up the hill across the valley. by late afternoon they had finally arrived at a group of houses. these houses were small and plain like their own. the house with eindows of gold was nowhere to be seen.
"excuse me!" emma called out to a girl about her age. "we're looking for a house with windows of gold. can you tell me which way to go?"
"house with windows of gold? "'ve never seen such a thing around here," the girl replied.
"but I always see it every morning from my house across the valley," said emma.
the girl look surprised. "you live there?" she asked. "I've always been amazed by your house! every afternoon I admire your golden windows. look!" the girl pointed across the valley towards emma's house.
emma and her father turned around and looked. the windows of their simple house were gleaming in the afternoon sun. they looked very much like the windows of gold across the valley emma always admired from her house in the morning. then she squeezed her father's hand tightly and gave him her sweetest smile. her father knew that emma was truly happy with what she had learned.
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