Porque é que a Primavera não vem!

Adoro Oscar Wilde e todas as suas histórias infantis. O Gigante Egoísta ilustrado por Lisbeth Zweiger é lindíssimo. Emprestei o livro e não mo devolveram, o problema é que não me lembro a quem. O trecho que escolhi prende-se com a Primavera que não chega ao jardim do gigante como é o caso da nossa que persiste em adormecer. No caso do Gigante Egoísta foram as suas acções que a fizeram adormecer... e no nosso?

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The Selfish Giant

"Then the Spring came, and all over the country there were little blossoms and little birds. Only in the garden of the Selfish Giant it was still Winter. The birds did not care to sing in it as there were no children, and the trees forgot to blossom. Once a beautiful flower put its head out from the grass, but when it saw the notice-board it was so sorry for the children that it slipped back into the ground again, and went off to sleep. The only people who were pleased were the Snow and the Frost. 'Spring has forgotten this garden,' they cried, 'so we will live here all the year round.' The Snow covered up the grass with her great white cloak, and the Frost painted all the trees silver. Then they invited the North Wind to stay with them, and he came. He was wrapped in furs, and he roared all day about the garden, and blew the chimney-pots down. 'This is a delightful spot,' he said, 'we must ask the Hail on a visit.' So the Hail came. [...]

Every day for three hours he rattled on the roof of the castle till he broke most of the slates, and then he ran round and round the garden as fast as he could go. He was dressed in grey, and his breath was like ice.
'I cannot understand why the Spring is so late in coming,' said the Selfish Giant, as he sat at the window and looked out at his cold white garden; 'I hope there will be a change in the weather.'
But the Spring never came, nor the Summer".