This story is a slightly modified version of a traditional German folktale.
Once upon a time … there was a very deep snow and a poor, young boy was sent into the forest to fetch firewood with his sled.
It was so cold, the boy decided to build a campfire in the woods to warm up for the walk home.
He started to clear away snow from the spot for his fire and, as he reached the ground, found a golden key.
“Where there’s a key, there’s bound to be a lock, too,” he thought, and dug into the ground.
He soon unearthed a small, iron box. “If only the key fits! Surely there will be wondrous and precious things inside.”
He twisted and turned the box and, finally, found a tiny hole that the key just fit.
He turned the key and … now we must wait until he’s done to see what’s inside.