Tale in Orange by Costas Stoforos - HTML preview

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…I am going on a plane to see the world form above!

Inside the airplane, Marianna could not stop gazing and asking questions. As the plane rose to the air, the earth grew smaller and smaller. He pointed to a rock down below, “Hump” as they called it because of the way it was shaped like a hump on top of the mountain. Under its shadow people were diving from the rocks only to resurface from the ladder to do it all over again…

Marianna found herself fascinated with the tray table that was popping up and down. She was also fascinated with the orange juice, that the stewardess had given her. She was really pretty and spoke with a funny accent, like her friend Jason. Then she gave her a toy-an airplane with yellow and red colors: “the flag of Spain”, mom told her. If you mix red with yellow you get orange!

Spanish women are beautiful”, said dad, looking at the stewardess. Her mom blushed and did not say anything. Marianna played dumb. She did not say anything either but she agreed with her dad!

She liked everything: even the unbelievable food. The paella was orange and delicious. Maybe Spain is a part of portokalia? Somewhere in Gibraltar Hercules had discovered “golden apples from the Garden of the Hesperides”, namely the oranges! orange is her second favorite fruit - first is tangerine.

She pulled out of her orange bag her coloring pencils and created her drawing of Portokalia. A country that you could drink with a straw and it would rain tangerines and oranges. And the white boats that would take off from her harbor and come back loaded with clams and sea urchins. They had the smell of the sea when opened on the plate, an orange explosion….

Besides, everyone knows it: the more orange the eggs of a sea urchin are, the tastier it will be!

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