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All the animals knew that the little Parrot, at his young age, had never left that jungle that sheltered them from the inclement weather and provided them with safety and food at all times of the year. None, at first, took seriously all those stories he narrated every day as if he had really lived them; however, as soon as he opened his beak and began his enthusiastic peroration, it was impossible for those around him to stop paying attention to the charming adventures through which his passionate voice led them.
After some time, however, the friends of the eloquent Parrot began to seriously wonder if some of the stories he told with such conviction were not based on truth. And the situation began to get complicated when, one of those days, the Hare and the Tortoise almost died of dehydration, because they tried to reach the place that was far beyond the distant mountains, because they wanted to find the attractive place where some rather strange beings live: they walk upright and behave very differently from the inhabitants of the forest; they also possess a myriad of artifacts to provide themselves with a life full of illusions and appearances, according to the effusive words of the Parrot... None of that is true, the adult animals told the two daring adventurers in an emphatic way and were about to forbid the chattering little bird to continue telling stories in the jungle.
As soon as he found out about this mishap, the thoughtful Owl left his house and went to look for the little Parrot. The notebooks where he copied all his stories had been missing for some time and he knew who had taken them without his permission. He found him in front of the tree where he had his home, surrounded by other animals of his age. At that moment he told them, with an emphatic tone of voice, that no jungle animal, no matter how powerful it was, had the right to prevent them or him from continuing to dream of other worlds, of other ways of facing reality... The wise Owl stopped dead in his tracks and thought: "My God, there is nothing more important in this world than awakening the power of thought and imagination, my humble stories have been useful for something". He turned and left.
Translated from Spanish with DeepL.com (free version)
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Poor Parrot but also leaves a deep message. This is the story of a parrot who is the main character.
I agree the essence of this story is to never stop dreaming about what we aspire to... Even though it seems impossible, nothing is impossible if we believe and try. And good efforts will produce good results too...
Very good story my friend... Good luck👍
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Reading and persistence will always open the widest horizons to achieve what we desire. Thank you very much for your comments. Best regards.
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¡Maravilloso! Tu fábula me hizo recordar al profesor Fortunato Malán, creo que también te dio clase a ti, él decía:
Luego seguía: "Mi biblioteca está llena de buenos libros; los mejores me los robé, pues nunca tenía dinero para comprarlos. Por eso dejo que me roben los libros, así el conocimiento se hace libre y libera a los hombres de la ignorancia.
Palabras más, palabras menos, Fortunato nos dio esta lección. Creo que él era en parte búho y también loro. Me encantó leerte.
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Fortunato Malán was my professor of Spanish III and Greco-Latin Literature, and he was also the director of my undergraduate thesis. I also heard all those good words from him. The well-remembered Silvio Orta was not far behind with that kind of advice. Thanks for your words. Greetings, friend.
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Así es, dos grandes maestros.
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Your story made me think about my grandma when she was telling us stories and often we believed that they were true. That time as little children we did not have computer or cartoon and this way we learnt to listen to others and also to dream and think what we would do and how differently from the character of story, nice reading :)
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Así mismo fueron los primeros años de mi infancia: solo la voz de mi madre relatándome cuentos e historias que se parecían bastante a la realidad. Eso me incentivó a desear a aprender a leer muy rápido, porque quería leer yo mismo todas esas maravillas que había en los libros... Muchas gracias por sus agradables comentarios y su apoyo. Un gran saludo.
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