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Once upon a time, there were three sisters – Davetta, Petra, and Simona. The girls lived at home with their mother, but as they grew from young girls to young ladies, their childhood home became too small for them.
Mother:“My dear girls, the time has come for you to make your way in the world. I am gifting you all one bag of gold coins each. You may spend the money whichever way you like, but if you are wise like your dear father was, you will use it to build a new home for yourselves.”
The girls kissed their mother goodbye, and with their money in their pockets, they set out to find a new place to call home.
Before long, the sisters came across a clearing in a forest, where there was room enough for three houses to be built.
Davetta, who was the oldest girl, looked around her excitedly.
Davetta:“Look at all this wood” she ran from tree to tree, imagining how her house would look, made from these fine branches.
“But Davetta” replied Simona, the youngest sister. “A house made from branches won’t be very strong. You will have to repair it every time there’s a storm.”
Davetta shrugged. “Yes, but it will cost me nothing but my time, as I can take all the wood from the forest. That will leave me money to buy some fine clothes and the best horse I can find. Oh, how popular I will be.”
So Davetta set about gathering sticks and twigs from the forest with which to build her home. Even though her sisters thought it was a bad idea, they helped her because that’s what sisters do, and before too long Davetta had her own house. It stood in the clearing, and even Simona had to agree that it was a fine looking house.
Having finished Davetta’s house, Petra started looking around for materials with which to build her home. Davetta had taken much of the wood, so Petra decided that she should make his using the straw and grass which covered the forest floor.
When Davetta saw her younger sisters on their hands and knees collecting grass, she laughed at them.
“Grass isn’t going to be strong enough for a house. Mine is made of wood, so it will be sturdy and strong. One puff of wind and the whole thing will come crashing down.”
Petra looked up at her sister.
“But my house will be lovely and warm as the grass will fill all of the gaps. Your house made of wood will let the cold and rain in.” she looked about her, noticing that the sun was going down. “Are you going to help us build my house?”
Davetta shook her head. “No, I am going to the market to buy the most magnificent horse I can find, and some beautiful clothes to wear. Build your own house.” And with that, she
took her bag of money that her mother had given to her and set off in the direction of the town.
Simona sighed. It was getting dark, and she hadn’t even started on her own house. she and Petra worked hard to complete the house made of grass and hay, and finally, in the light of the moon, Petra’s house was complete.
“I will have to sleep in your house tonight, Petra,” said Simona. “It is dark now and I need to buy materials for my own house, so we will get a good night’s sleep and we can go together in the morning to buy some bricks.”
But Petra shook her head. “There’s no room in my house for you. I built a nice small house so that there is only room for me. That way, nobody can come into my house and eat my food and drink my water.”
Simona was amazed. She had spent all day collecting wood for Davetta’s house, and grass and straw for Petra’s house, and now that she needed somewhere to sleep her sister wouldn’t let her in the house that she had helped to build.