Travelog post for: Count

Hello!

Every evening Eva read us a bedtime story.
I really wanna share this story with you because i'm a little bit flabbergasted they call this a story for children...

Egg drop



Egg was young.
He didn't know that much.
We try to tell him,
but he wouldn't listen.

If he only had whaited.



This is a story about the egg that wants to fly.



Egg loves to look to the blue sky.
There he saw the birds, baloons,
plains and insects,
helicopters, bats and clouds.



Egg wants to fly with them.
He dreamt about ways to fly.



But egg was young.
He didn't know much about flying.
The only thing egg knew was that he had to go up.
On a hill there was a high tower.
Inside the tower there were 538 steps.



Egg climbed to the top.



Egg was in the clouds.
A bird fly near him.
Egg closed his eyes.
He took a deep breath,
and stepped into the space.



He heared the wind.
Egg opened his eyes.
He saw his friends in the sky.

'Woehoe,' he shouted.
'I'm flying!'



But egg wasn't flying.
He dropped.



It took a while to clean up the mess.
We tried to fix egg.
But it didn't worked.
Egg shelves doesn't heal.



Egg was young.
He wouldn't listen.
If he only just had whaited.



Luckely egg didn't get lost.


I hope you enjoyed the story just as much as i am.

Hugs Count