THE SNAIL ALDINI
Roberta Borsani
It 's a fine day in April. The wild apple trees are all in bloom. The snail Aldina decided to leave the clump of wild chicory, where he lived so far. He wants to know the Great Lawn, a beautiful place, vast and full of sun, which they were spoken. The house, you know, the Aldine always brings with it. Not likely to remain wet in the rain.
Aldina is very nice to everyone. Say hello to the ant, moles, the blackbird, the daisy, even nettles.
"How are you?" Polite request "can I help you?".
If someone asks a young leaf, a root, a droplet of water, while Aldina is done in four of make him have. And they all love her.
It 's almost sunset, and Aldine is go crawling next to a tiny house, looks like a sand-colored eggs and the size of a fingernail. Looking out the window there is a butterfly at night, crying.
"Why are you crying?" Asks Aldine.
"I wanted so much tonight," answered the other between sighiozzi "going to a concert by Pierre, the French cricket"
"Well, why do not we go?"
"I can not play to the clump of Periwinkle, is so far for me. " Then, wiping his eyes with his wings, he continues, "You know, I am so young ... I do not know the Great Lawn. In the dark of night I find the way back ... Alas "and again burst into tears" Pierre is expected tomorrow in the Riviera. There will be another chance "
" I also like the music, "answered the Snail in a dreamy voice," We're going to be afraid insieme.Non "
The two beasts they travel. After less than an hour are already friends.
The butterfly said to be out of the cocoon only six days: "My name is Fanny," said "before I was a caterpillar"
Aldina strip while leaving a ribbon of drool on the streets of silver.
"Shine magically under the pale moonlight, tonight, "said his companion that flutters beside" It will be easy to find your way back. "
The concert was very exciting. Aldine Amica are two young romantic with a great desire to dream. And Pierre's voice is so delicate! Nobody can sing like him. Even the cicadas are listening enraptured.
Zolla of the Periwinkle are all creatures of Prato. Aldine keep them amazed. Some had never seen: they have such strange shapes! There is an insect, for example, the blue body long and thin, transparent wings that vibrate with the fast and enormous eyes.
"It 's a dragonfly" Fanny says.
What a great idea to leave the clump of chicory and drive away, the world is just magnificent. Aldine feel happy.
E 'night. The cricket French, received the applause is gone. Each creature of the Great Lawn is wrapped in sleep. The two companions set off across on the way back. Below the silver ribbon Aldina left on the road.
"It 's nice to be a snail," a mysterious voice whispers in the meantime, all satisfied. It 's the voice of the heart of Aldine.
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