"Don't it hurt, the fire in your feet?" Felix asked. "Not at all, I'm born in fire," she said. Felix wondered: "Did you came out of the egg in fire?" The Phoenix-bird said: "I did not come out of an egg. When the previous Phoenix-bird was 500 years, she burned out in a fire and then I grew up of it."
"Very weird," Felix thought, "no-one will believe me, if I tell, that I've met at bird with burning feet, whose mother was 500 years and burned to death when this Phoenix-bird here came out of another thing than an egg!" Then he laughed: "Ah - she's making fun because it's new-year!"
He said "Happy Newyear to you too," and walked across the field to visit the grass-man and his friends. He only wondered why the fire didn't hurt the Phoenix-bird.