Whenever Christmas comes, I have a stabbing pain in my chest and feel sad, because I think about the image of a little match girl. Anyone who has ever read “The Little Match Girl”, by Hans Christian Andersen will never forget the little girl who makes her living selling matches on the streets of New York. The setting of the story is a terribly cold winter evening on the last day of the year, and the snow was falling fast, and the hustling crowds either ignored her or were outright rude.

The little girl is freezing badly, but she is afraid to go home, because her father will beat her for not selling any matches. She has no shoes or hat, and takes shelter in a nook, lighting the matches to warm her. What a poor girl!

As she begins to light her matches, each lit match brings with it a pleasant wish to warm her soul. But these lit matches could not save her, and she died on New Year’s Day, joining her grandmother in heaven. She died from hunger and cold, but also from the terrible circumstances her family put her in.

In fact, before actually dying of hunger and freezing cold, she had died already from human’s insensitivity; emotionless, ruthless, and selfish. She departed from life, retired from life, because nobody loved her or protected her. We feel compassion towards her. Her death will exist in everyone’s heart forever, with a haunting question in the heart of each reader: what will we do so that this world will never have disadvantaged children as her?

This story is tragic, and it poses a very deep problem. It also expresses human values ​​of love and compassion, since the writer shows consideration for misfortunate children. The story is a proposal from writer to readers for generations to pay attention to the lifestyles, attitudes, and feelings of all people a, especially those who are struggling.

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