Clara did not sing again for many days. But she was a happy child and soon she began to sing again. So a second time her father said to her:

Child, each day I go into the forest to cut wood for fire and earn bread so that we might eat. Each day I work hard and am tired. I do not wish to speak to you nor do I wish to hear you sing when I am home. It is not the purpose of life to sing. If you are an obedient child you will never sing again that I can hear.

Clara did not sing again for many days. But she was a happy child and soon she began to sing again. So a third time her father said to her:

Child, each day I go into the forest to cut wood for fire and earn bread so that we might eat. Each day I work hard and am tired. I do not wish to speak to you nor do I wish to hear you sing when I am home. It is not the purpose of life to sing. If you are an obedient child you will never sing again that I can hear.