I live in London I am 12 years old and I am very friendly. My grandmother told me that there is a country like Finland, and all the fabulous and magical creatures and hedgehogs live there ... in the fog. In the evenings, the Hedgehog went to the Bear Cub to visit the stars. They sat down on the wood and, sipping tea, looked at the starry sky. It hung above the roof, right behind the chimney. To the right of the pipe were the stars of the Little Bear, and to the left - the Hedgehog. This is a summary, and also a frog traveler
There was a frog-frog in the world. She sat in a swamp, caught mosquitoes and midges, in the spring she loudly croaked along with her friends. And she would have lived the whole century safely - of course, if the stork hadn't eaten her. But one incident happened ...
One day she was sitting on a stick of a snag hanging out of the water and enjoying the warm drizzle.
- Oh, what a wonderful wet weather today! She thought. - What a pleasure it is to live in the world!
It was drizzling down her variegated lacquered back, drops dripping under her belly and legs, and it was delightfully pleasant, so nice that she barely croaked, but fortunately remembered that it was autumn and frog in autumn they do not croak, - this is spring, - and that, having begun to ferment, it can drop its frog dignity. So she kept silent and continued to bask
Suddenly a thin, whistling, intermittent sound resounded in the air. There is such a breed of ducks: when they fly, their wings, cutting through the air, exactly sing, or, better to say, whistle. Fy-fyyu-fyu-fyu - is distributed in the air when a flock of such ducks flies high above you, and they themselves are not even visible, so they fly high. This time, the ducks, describing a huge semicircle, descended and sat down just at the very swamp where the frog lived.
- Quack quack! - said one of them, - To fly far away; need to eat.
And the frog immediately hid. Although she knew that the ducks would not eat her, a large and thick wah, but still, just in case, she dived under the snag. However, on reflection, she decided to stick her pop-up head out of the water: she was very interested to find out where the ducks were flying...
