There once was, in the city of Freiburg, a little lost church surrounded by trees.

The church was home to three young orphans. The oldest was a girl named Anna, the middle one a boy named Bruno, the youngest a child named Otto.

They did not have much but what they had found.

Near a little school building, Anna once found a book of numbers. With her ear to a classroom’s door, she eavesdropped lessons of mathematics and learned to count.

She learned how to make less and more and she did not budge

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Until she could make twice as little and twice as much.

Near the swings in a small park, Bruno once found a book of fables. He read the stories, the clever solutions, the interesting morals and once he was done, he read them once more.

He had spoken to witches and the Musicians of Bremen,

He had met helpful Elves and Hansel & Gretel.

Near the little lost church, Otto once found the Gospel of John. He woke up early every Sunday morning and attended mass to learn with patience and an open heart.

He picked up the Teachings, the occasional miracle,

He knew every apostle and his favourite parable.

They did not have much but what they had found.