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Γrase una de esas tardes aburridas y soleadas en la encantadora ciudad de Sprocketville. Se encontraban tres niΓ±os traviesos, Billy, Lucy y Timmy, que decidieron embarcarse en una aventura. ΒΏSu misiΓ³n?, atrapar al escurridizo caracol que habΓa estado dejando un rastro de baba por todo el vecindario.
Billy, el mayor, de siete aΓ±os, llevaba una capa de superhΓ©roe hecha con una sΓ‘bana vieja. Lucy, de cinco aΓ±os y armada con un caza-mariposas, lucΓa calcetines que no combinaban y un ceΓ±o decidido. Timmy, el niΓ±o pequeΓ±o, caminaba con su paΓ±al, felizmente inconsciente del caos inminente.
El caracol, llamado Sir Slime-a-Lot (porque todo gran caracol merece un tΓtulo nobiliario), se habΓa convertido en una leyenda local. Se decΓa que a quien lo atrapara se le concederΓan tres deseos. Billy querΓa un suministro de galletas con chispas de chocolate para toda la vida, Lucy deseaba un trampolΓn que pudiera lanzarla a la luna y Timmyβ¦ bueno, Timmy solo querΓa andar en su triciclo sin caerse.
El trΓo siguiΓ³ el brillante rastro de limo a travΓ©s del jardΓn de la seΓ±ora Higgins, pasΓ³ la valla del seΓ±or Jenkins y entrΓ³ en el parque. AllΓ encontraron a Sir Slime-a-Lot sentado en el borde del triciclo de Timmy. Sus ojos brillantes los miraron fijamente, como si los desafiara a una carrera.
β «‘RΓ‘pido!Β», susurrΓ³ Billy. β Β«Necesitamos un planΒ».
Lucy apuntΓ³ su caza-mariposas al caracol. β «‘Lo atraparΓ©!Β»
Pero Sir Slime-a-Lot no era un caracol cualquiera. Cuando Lucy arremetiΓ³, Γ©l se escapΓ³, dejando una mancha viscosa en el asiento del triciclo de Timmy. Timmy, siendo un niΓ±o curioso, decidiΓ³ investigar. TirΓ³ de la baba del caracol con sus deditos, riΓ©ndose.
β «‘Mirar!Β», exclamΓ³ Timmy. β «‘Bonito!Β»
Lucy jadeΓ³. β «‘Timmy, no! Β‘Eso es baba de caracol!Β»
Demasiado tarde. Timmy ya se habΓa limpiado la baba por todo el paΓ±al. El paΓ±al que alguna vez estuvo impecable ahora parecΓa una obra maestra del arte moderno. Billy reprimiΓ³ una risa.
β Β«ChicosΒ», dijo Billy, β Β«tenemos que atrapar al caracol antes de que se escape de nuevoΒ».
LucΓa asintiΓ³. Β«Y tenemos que arreglar el triciclo de Timmy. Β‘Le falta una rueda!Β»
Persiguieron a Sir Slime-a-Lot por el patio de recreo, a travΓ©s del arenero y hasta el estanque de los patos. Lucy resbalΓ³ en la hierba viscosa y la capa de Billy se enredΓ³ en la rama de un Γ‘rbol. Pero persistieron.
Finalmente, acorralaron al caracol cerca del columpio. Lucy se abalanzΓ³ de nuevo, esta vez capturando con Γ©xito a Sir Slime-a-Lot en su red. El caracol se retorciΓ³, dejando un rastro de baba en la mano de Lucy.
β «‘Entendido!Β» DeclarΓ³ LucΓa. β «‘Ahora, pidamos nuestros deseos!Β»
Billy vacilΓ³. β Β«En realidad, deseo una rueda nueva para el triciclo de TimmyΒ».
LucΓa estuvo de acuerdo. β Β«Y deseo una burbuja de chicle gigante que pueda llevarme a la lunaΒ».
Timmy aplaudiΓ³. β «‘Burbujas!Β»
En cuanto a Sir Slime-a-Lot, no parecΓa impresionado. Lo habΓa visto todo antes en sus andanzas. Pero tenΓa un ΓΊltimo as bajo la manga. Con un gesto, sacΓ³ una pequeΓ±a rueda de su caparazΓ³n: Β‘la rueda del triciclo que faltaba!
Los niΓ±os aplaudieron. El triciclo de Timmy volviΓ³ a estar completo y Lucy hizo una burbuja tan grande que la levantΓ³ del suelo (brevemente). Billy compartiΓ³ sus galletas con Sir Slime-a-Lot, quien las mordisqueΓ³ cortΓ©smente. Y Β«colorΓn colorado, este cuento se ha acabadoΒ»β¦
Ven y participa que aΓΊn estΓ‘s a tiempo CuΓ©ntame una historia
Dedicado a todos aquellos que contribuyen, dΓa a dΓa, a hacer de nuestro planeta, un mundo mejor.
Once upon a time, those sunny, boring afternoons were in the charming town of Sprocketville. There were three naughty children, Billy, Lucy and Timmy, who decided to embark on an adventure. Their mission? Catch the elusive snail that had been leaving a trail of slime all over the neighborhood.
Billy, the oldest, seven years old, wore a superhero cape made from an old sheet. Five-year-old Lucy, armed with a butterfly net, sported mismatched socks and a determined scowl. Timmy, the little boy, walked around in his diaper, blissfully unaware of the impending chaos.
The snail, named Sir Slime-a-Lot (because every great snail deserves a noble title), had become a local legend. It was said that whoever caught it would be granted three wishes. Billy wanted a lifetime supply of chocolate chip cookies, Lucy wanted a trampoline that could launch her to the moon, and Timmy... well, Timmy just wanted to ride his tricycle without falling.
The trio followed the bright trail of slime through Mrs Higgins' garden, past Mr Jenkins' fence and into the park. There they found Sir Slime-a-Lot sitting on the edge of Timmy's tricycle. His bright eyes stared at them, as if he were challenging them to a race.
β "Quickly!" Billy whispered. β "We need a plan".
Lucy pointed her butterfly net at the snail. β Β«I'll catch him!Β»
But Sir Slime-a-Lot was no ordinary snail. When Lucy lashed out, he ran away, leaving a slimy stain on the seat of Timmyβs tricycle. Timmy, being a curious child, decided to investigate. He pulled at the snailβs slime with his little fingers, laughing.
β "Look!" Timmy exclaimed. β "Pretty!"
Lucy gasped. β "Timmy, no! Thatβs snail slime!"
Too late. Timmy had already wiped the drool all over his diaper. The once pristine diaper now looked like a masterpiece of modern art. Billy suppressed a laugh.
β βGuys,β said Billy, β βwe have to catch the snail before it escapes again.β
Lucia nodded. β "And we have to fix Timmyβs tricycle". β "Itβs missing a wheel!"
They chased Sir Slime-a-Lot across the playground, through the sandbox, and to the duck pond. Lucy slipped on the slimy grass and Billyβs cape got tangled in a tree branch. But they persisted.
Finally, they cornered the snail near the swing. Lucy swooped down again, this time successfully capturing Sir Slime-a-Lot in her net. The snail squirmed, leaving a trail of slime on Lucyβs hand.
β "Understood!" Lucia declared. β "Now, let us make our wishes!"
Billy hesitated. β "Actually, I want a new wheel for Timmyβs tricycle."
Lucia agreed. β "And I wish for a giant bubble gum that I can take to the moon."
Timmy cheered. β "Bubbles!"
As for Sir Slime-a-Lot, he didnβt seem impressed. He had seen it all before in his adventures. But he had one last ace up his sleeve. With a gesture, he pulled out a small wheel from its shell: the missing tricycle wheel!
The children applauded. Timmyβs tricycle was complete again and Lucy blew a bubble so big that she lifted it off the ground (briefly). Billy shared his cookies with Sir Slime-a-Lot, who nibbled them politely. And "this story is over"β¦
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Dedicated to all those poets who contribute, day by day, to make our planet a better world.