Wednesday, July 31, 2013

ladder shallow unicorn

It is wonderful to ladder  be in the field: the summer in full swing, the wheat is gold, green oats, hay on the green meadows spla┼íteno in the stack, and race walking on his long red legs and a little grumbling Egyptian language, which she learned from her mother. Around the fields and meadows is a big forest, and forests glittering deep lakes. Indeed, it was great in the field. On the sunny meadow there was an old castle dangerous deep lakes. From its walls all the way to the lake, has grown so lavish and highly vodenbilje and SAS are free of any boy would not be seen. In this dense chaparral, sitting in its nest is one duck. She was already tired of sitting so long because no one came to her - all the other ducks loved the swim on the lakes than sitting under the vegetation and its froth. Finally the eggs sounded thin and peck "drink-drink" revved up yolks, shells began to shoot and from the ducklings started to protrude their heads.
- Kva-kva! Faster-faster! - Urged them to duck. ladder shallow unicorn to shell out as fast as they could, ducklings scratched reflected on all sides under the dome of green leaves. Mother let them tour as he wants, because the green pleasant to the eye.
- Oh, what a world! - Marveled at the ducklings because they now actually have a lot more places than when the eggs they lay.
- You think it's the whole shallow world? - Welcomed duck. - World extends far beyond the garden, to the vicar's fields, but there I've never been ... There, now you're all hatched - she is a duck and looked. - No, not all. The largest egg still intact. So how long I can wait? For me sick! - Said the duck and sat down again.
- Well, that is, to? - Hastily remarked her old friend coming to visit her.
- Ah, one egg is somehow dragged! - Complained to her housekeeper. - Not that the duckling hatches. And look at this! The world they are not beautiful! All resemble her father, the hooligans that what we have not even come to see it.
- Let me see the unicorn egg that will not open - said her old friend. - Believe me, it's a turkey egg. And I have been so framed one, so I struggled with the pups suffering: fear of water like nothing! I yelled at them, threatened, but all in vain. Let me see that egg! Well, I said to myself, it's turkey egg! Better would be, leave it and let you teach ducklings swim!
- And some, it'll be a little posjediti - she is a housewife. - When I have so much sitting, I sit a little longer.