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This is the Stahlbaum's house.
These are their children, Marie and Fritz.
It was Christmas Eve, when there was always a big family party, and the
had been waiting and waiting for their guests to arrive.
The house was full of rich, wonderful smells of baking and chocolate and
peppermint sticks.
Something was happening behind the living room door.
Here they all came, the Christmas Eve guests, the uncles and aunts and
all splendidly dressed for the party.
Here they came for the happiest night of the year.
It was such a tree, and surrounded by the most tantalizing presence.
But first, it was time for the game to begin.
And the Christmas dancing.
But what was this?
Who was this?
A strange man with three huge boxes and a boy.
It was her godfather, Drosselmeyer.
Magical things always happened when he came to the house.
And, oh,
it was godfather Drosselmeyer's nephew.
She'd never met him before.
After Godfather Drosselmeyer put his magical dancing dolls back in their
he brought out toys for the children.
A hobby horse for Marie.
Well, maybe not.
But look, here's something better.
A soldier with a strong jaw.
He's a nutcracker.
Who shall have him?
Thank you.
And she dreamed of Godfather Drosselmeyer and his very special
Thank you.
Magical things always happened when Godfather Drosselmeyer came to the
Thank you.
Thank you.
Thank you.
In the snowy forest, in the enchanted land to which Marie and her prince had
come, the snowflakes danced.
News of the Prince and Marie was brought to the land of the Sugar Plum Fairy by
the Christmas Tree Angels.
One by one, the sugarplum fairy brought in all the delights of her land.
Hot chocolate from Spain.
Coffee from Arabia.
Chinese tea.
The candy canes.
Marzipan and her shepherd girls.
The little Polichinelles, like dolls.
Eudra and her garlands of flowers.
The Sugar Plum Fairy welcomed them and asked the prince to tell everyone about
his adventures as the Nutcracker.
A wonderful throne and banquet were brought in for Marie and the Prince.
And the Sugar Plum Fairy announced that in their honor, everyone in turn would
dance.
Thank you.
Into the great room, the sugar -plum fairy herself came with her cavalier to
dance for Marie and her prince.
Marie knew that it was time to leave the enchanted land, though everything she
had seen, like a wonderful dream, would stay with her, always.
And her Nutcracker Prince would go with her on this magical Christmas Eve.
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