Smooth translations of ring B, #13: The Missed Bus Relay
Henrik Theiling |
Sent: Steps Against Winter Depression One morning in December I could watch the following scene across the street from a bus stop: A boy, obviously on his way to school, stood in front of a garden wall. He had an enormous red tomcat on his shoulder and this animal balanced skilfully while the boy tried hard to shake him off. With increasing panic he watched the bus stop knowing the bus would be due any second now... The cat was quite undisturbed. Once, he put a paw on the wall, but seemingly it felt too cold, so he quickly retreated to the boy's backpack. The moment when he was comfortably sitting, having tucked up his legs, the school bus arrived. I suppose the cat spent quite an interesting day. |
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Jan van Steenbergen |
Sent: We'll tell you this story about a young man named Malero. Last Winter, the heart of this young man was flooded with happiness. He lived in a stone tower in the middle of a field of wasteland near the sea. Malero always used to watch the sea, waiting for a ship as white as ice. On his shoulder, a huge bird sat down. And the man tried to chase it away, but he couldn't get to it. When he finally grabbed the animal with his hand, he saw the ship of his teacher. And although Malero was afraid to take his place on the ship, next to his teacher, he waved with his hand, and was glad when the ship started moving in the direction of the shore. |
Amanda Babcock |
Sent: We will tell this tale to you about a young man whose name is Malero. In a recent winter, the young man's head was full of happiness. His home was a tower of stone located among fields of dead earth, near the sea. Malero watched the sea always, waiting for a ship like white ice. A large bird sat on his shoulder, and the man tried to chase it away, but could not reach the bird. When he finally grasped the animal in his hand, he saw the ship of his teacher. Despite fear of taking his place aboard the ship with his teacher, he hailed him with a wave of his hand, and was happy when the ship began to move toward the shore. |
Rebecca Harbison |
Sent: We tell to you a story about a man named Malero. Last winter, he was happy. His home was a tall stone building in the stony-desert near the sea. He searched for white, glassy ships and he waited. A large bird stood on his shoulder, and he tried to force it to leave, but he couldn't grab the bird. The animal held with its talons, finally, when he saw the teacher's ship. Scared, he entered the ship. The teacher greeted him with her hand. He was happy as the ship moved towards the sea. |
kaleissin |
Received: We talk about the man named Malero's hand story. The previous winter, he is happy. His home is the large/tall building outside made of bedrock from the stony desert next to the ocean. Malero always looks for the white glass boat. And he waited. A large bird stands on his shoulder, and the man attempts to force it to leave. However, he does not grab the bird. the animal finally begins to hold with its talons. He sees now the teacher's boat. Afraid, he enters the boat. The teacher waves hello to him. He feels joy. Now the boat travels about on the ocean. Sent: I will tell the story "The man Malero's hand" Last winter, he was happy. His home is the large building outside made of rock from the stony desert by the ocean. Malero was always looking for the white transparent boat, and he waited. A large bird stood on his shoulder, and the man tried to make it leave. However, he didn't grab the bird. Finally, the animal began to hold on with its talons. Then he saw the teacher's boat. Afraid, he entered the boat. The teacher greeted him by the hand. He was happy. Then the boat travelled the oceans. |