not worry, old woman. God will not abandon us. He will come to our aid in time,” answered the old man.
One day, in the dead of winter, he went into the forest to chop wood and his wife came along to help him. The cold was intense and they were nearly frozen.
“We have no child,” said the woodcutter to his wife. “Shall we make a little snow girl to amuse us?”
They began to roll snowballs together, when spring came the snow melted but not in the ogre’s garden it was still cold.