Suddenly, she started laughing sincerely, because it turned out that they were looking at a huge statue… of Jesus. ‘Do not pronounce the name of God in vain,’ Rascal wanted to say, but after looking in the same direction as Tola, he also called ‘Oh! Jesus!’Īunt Inga turned around to see what her little companions were looking at. ‘It’s so green and colourful…’ added Pola, delighted.
‘It’s so warm here!’ barked Rascal, happily. They were surrounded by stunning colourful flowers.
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They landed in a park full of tall trees with lianas hanging from them, shorter orange trees and even banana trees filled with fruit. Our travellers had never seen so many different species of trees, shrubs and flowers in such a small area. After awhile, they found themselves in Brazil. ‘All that is good, all that is new, take us away, show us the truth’ the owl uttered the magical incantation and the hollow whirled around them.
Pola, Tola and Rascal were prepared for the journey an hour later. The biggest carnival in the world is about to begin there!’ Looking at a startled Pola, she added ‘Oh, don’t be so surprised! You’d better call your friends and tell them we’re leaving! My friend Antonio is waiting for us on site.’ ‘What is that? My dear, it’s a mask! We’re flying to the carnival! I wrote to you that I would pay you a visit at the end of January and would take you and your friends to Brazil. ‘Well, I can see it’s you but… what is that thing on your head? And what are you doing here?’ she added more firmly, once she closed the door. ‘Aunt Inga, is that really you?’ she asked hesitantly. ‘Come on, don’t just stand like that, looking surprised! You don’t want your old aunt to freeze, do you?’ ‘Oh Pola, it’s me! Aunt Inga!’ The owl dressed in colourful clothes kissed Pola, pushed the door with her leg and walked into the hollow as if it was her own house. ‘Good morning’ Pola said, standing in the doorway. Its face was hidden behind a mask and it had colourful feathers all around its head. A really strange creature was standing in front of the hollow. She put the toothbrush down and walked to the door. ‘Who came to my tree hollow at dawn?!’ Pola was wondering. The owl had just woken up and was preparing to brush her teeth, when she heard a squeaky voice calling from behind the front door:
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