THE GREAT SMURF TELLS: The Smurf Who Always Saw Black
Sender: The Smurf who always saw the black
Recipient: There once was a little Smurf who was convinced that everything always turned out badly. Therefore, they called him the Grouchy Smurf. He always calculated with the worst. Before he undertook anything, he mumbled: "That will never smurf!" And when nothing turned out as predicted, he grumbled: "I told you so!"
Sender: One day the Smurfs had enough of hearing this spoilsport forever, and they asked him never again to say that it wouldn't smurf. The next morning, when the Smurfs set off for a picnic on the hill, the Grouchy Smurf surprised them when he said: "Everything will go well!" But the tree stump over which they wanted to cross the large ditch tipped over at the moment the Smurfs walked over it, and they fell into the ditch - except for the Grouchy Smurf, who was walking way in the back.
Recipient: A little later, the Smurfs noticed too late that their path led through nettles, and they were all covered with small red spots that burned... except for the Grouchy Smurf, who had walked a little bit aside!
Sender: When they had spread out the tablecloth and unpacked the provisions, they noticed that they were sitting on an anthill. The Grouchy Smurf sat a little bit further away.
Recipient: Shortly thereafter they were attacked by hornets: the Grouchy Smurf was the only one not stung.
Sender: And who was the only one not hit by a single raindrop, despite a downpour? Of course the Grouchy Smurf!
Recipient: The Smurfs returned to the village soaked, limping, dirty, and covered with spots. The only one who had nothing was the Grouchy Smurf, who felt terribly sorry for his comrades.
Sender: From then on, he decided to take up his old habit again. He said to everything and everyone again: "That will never smurf!" Because he did not like it that the others had bad luck, even if he was spared from it. And if a thing turned out badly, he could tell the others that he had told them so!
