

Does that answer your question, Miss Nosyface?”“Is it done all over the whole world?” I asked. It probably goes back to very ancient times. All I know is that whenever the last nail has been hammered into the framework of a new house, the builders celebrate by placing a tree on the roof. She never could resist them.But my question hadn’t been answered yet.“Papa? The tree?”“Well, it’s just a custom, you see, Ollie,” he said. Then he raised his curly red head and gave Mama one of those smiles of his. Didn’t I tell you to stay out of the mud?”Hans looked guiltily down at his boots. To the tree was tied a red rag that waved merrily in the cold wind, like a flag.My brother Hans came bounding out from somewhere in back, bursting with excitement.“There’s a perfect corner for an Indian tent back there, and I saw a great place for a tree house, and-”Mama interrupted him. The roof of the house was flat, and a small spruce tree seemed to be sprouting from its top. The house looked to me as if it were climbing up the side of the hill.


I pointed up at the wooden scaffolding around a three-story house. 1 MY HOUSE “Why is there a tree on top of the house?”It was winter 1932, and I was standing with my parents in the mud where a street was going to be.
