Vous vous souvenez surement de l'histoire inventée à partir d'une très belle photo de l'île de Maui à Hawaï. Cette histoire s'inpirait de l'ourson Knuth qui était né au zoo de Berlin et qui avait deplacé des foules pour l'admirer. Il y a vraiment de quoi quand on voit sa frimousse:
Et bien cette histoire originale en anglais a inspiré une maman et ses enfants.
Nous vous laissons découvrir la suite qu'ils ont inventé:
"But before they could start playing, the kids needed to get some ice cubes as it was way too hot for the little polar bear. They raced to the vending machine and got themselves a bottle of lemonade and for the polar bear a big bucket full of ice cubes. How Knuth liked munching on the ice to cool him off!
Then, the children played fetch with Knuth and threw him some giant tuna fish. But instead of fetching, the bear started eating the tuna fish… The children hopped over a jump rope, but Knuth could not jump and ripped the rope…. The three kids threw the bear a beach ball, but when Knuth caught it, the ball popped… Hmmmm… Playing with a polar bear was not as easy as they had thought!
“I do not want to play”, said the bear, “I want to go home to mommy and daddy.” What could they do? Finland was so far away, almost on the other side of the world. The children were thinking and thinking. “I know!” said the oldest one. “Let’s first find some place cool so that we have enough time to figure out how to get to Finland.” The children hid the bear in the refrigerator in their kitchen. Then, they did some research where Finland was.
“Let’s build a raft and all go to Finland.” said the middle child. The children were excited. They immediately set off to work and gathered some palm trees to build a raft. They borrowed some tools like axes, hammers, and nails to build the vessel. Afterwards, they packed everything for a 2 weeks trip to Finland and back. They took food, water, books, acompass and binoculars, mending material, a first aid kit, warm socks, hats and mittens.
Off they went. The first couple of days, the children and the bear sailed in good weather, but then, a storm suddenly came up. The wind was howling, the rain was pouring and the waves were crashing. It was so LOUD that the children could not understand their own words. With a yell, the youngest child was swept into the dark waves and she could barely swim. Help!!!! The polar bear jumped in after her and brought her back to safety.
After one night and one day, the storm stopped and the raft kept going north.
It got colder and colder. “Over there, look, my mom!” shouted the bear.
The mommy bear saw her baby and swam towards the raft. “Thank you so much for saving my little Knuth”, she shouted with excitement. The father bear also swam towards the children and his son.
Knuth, the little polar bear, was finally home. How glad everybody was. What an adventure!
The three children sailed back to the island of Maui where their parents were already waiting for them with breakfast."
Et promis, pour ceux qui maitriseraient moins la langue de Shakespeare ou d'Obama, on vous la traduira sur le blog. Revenez nous lire et ainsi découvrir de nouvelles histoires originales!