He was getting further and further , moving his hands up and down in the air. The doctor told me : “ Take very good care of him! These characters believe they can fly.”
It seems too be such a long time ago, but it’s not so far. We used to pass over a bridge near my house, me pretending to be a yellow mini-bus. I remember my mom was telling me :” just take the yellow mini-bus and You’ll be safe!”.
I was sliding as a yellow mini-bus. I was unconsciously feeling pure and happy in my new role. He was looking at the bridge thinking silently : “it’s too big, too far. She can’t reach there unless she flies.”
“They think they even have the power to stop a fast , big bus.” ,said the doctor as he was asking me to stop right there on the bridge. And of course I went on fast and faster than I could and I was getting smaller and smaller when I heard someone saying: “Look! What a nice little toy there ! It looks like an old yellow mini-bus”.
As a toy , I had to stop.
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Here swims a Dolphin, mute and slow. She’s big and fat and slow. She needs a bus .The bus is here ,blue and white, no yellow anymore. She takes the bus. She doesn’t say anything. She cant’ say anything. She‘s a Dolphin.
Passing under the bridge in the new blue bus, the Dolphin saw him again. A Yellow, flying wide in the sky, light, peaceful and safe….. “Bye bye yellow bus. I knew you could fly .Pass over my bridge .I’m deep down in water .I belong to the blue .I’ll go for the other bus”
It seems too be such a long time ago, but it’s not so far. We used to pass over a bridge near my house, me pretending to be a yellow mini-bus. I remember my mom was telling me :” just take the yellow mini-bus and You’ll be safe!”.
I was sliding as a yellow mini-bus. I was unconsciously feeling pure and happy in my new role. He was looking at the bridge thinking silently : “it’s too big, too far. She can’t reach there unless she flies.”
“They think they even have the power to stop a fast , big bus.” ,said the doctor as he was asking me to stop right there on the bridge. And of course I went on fast and faster than I could and I was getting smaller and smaller when I heard someone saying: “Look! What a nice little toy there ! It looks like an old yellow mini-bus”.
As a toy , I had to stop.
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Here swims a Dolphin, mute and slow. She’s big and fat and slow. She needs a bus .The bus is here ,blue and white, no yellow anymore. She takes the bus. She doesn’t say anything. She cant’ say anything. She‘s a Dolphin.
Passing under the bridge in the new blue bus, the Dolphin saw him again. A Yellow, flying wide in the sky, light, peaceful and safe….. “Bye bye yellow bus. I knew you could fly .Pass over my bridge .I’m deep down in water .I belong to the blue .I’ll go for the other bus”
