Once upon a time there was a child who was willful, and would not dowh at her mother wished. For this reason God had no pleasure in her, and let her become ill, and no doctor could do her any good, and in a short time she lay on her death-bed. When she had been lowered into her grave, and the earth was spread over her, all at once her arm came out again, and stretched upwards, and when they had put it in and spread fresh earth over it, it was all to no purpose, for the arm always came out again. Then the mother herself was obliged to go to the grave, and strike the arm with a rod, and when she had done that, it was drawn in, and then at last the child had rest beneath the ground.
从前有个非常任性的小孩，她从不听母亲的话，上帝对此很不高兴，让她得了医生谁也治不好她的病，很快她就踏上了黄泉之路。 人们把她的尸体放入了墓穴，然后向她身上撒泥土，但突然她的一只手臂伸了出来，向上举着。 人们把她的手臂又塞了进去，继续撒泥土，但她的手臂又伸了出来。 对此她母亲也无计可施，只得走下墓穴，用棍子在那手臂上敲了一下，它这才缩了进去，这样小女孩总算在地下安静地长眠了。
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