The kangaroo without a pouch
Little KengaRo sat under a thick baobab tree and feel himself very sad. His mother, KangaRoo, went on a journey for the young leaves of acacia. Those beautiful trees grew close to the Croco Lake. KengaRo really wanted to travel with his mother - there near the lake was so interesting! But he couldn’t - his mother didn’t have a pouch for her little joey.
All KengaRoo’s friends have the pouches - the traveler RaKenga has got, the mighty Ryu has got, the jumping champion Kengo has got... That's just his mom hasn’t got. Everyone called his mom Kangaroo Without A Pouch.
’Mom, can you carry me in your paws? Like people their children?’ asks Ro.
‘My paws are too weak, sunny’ replies mother.
‘Then put me on your back, …show more content…
‘I would weave the most beautiful and sturdy basket for my little joey’.
‘I know how to weave baskets and I can teach you’ suddenly someone said.
KangaRoo in surprise dropped her leaves. A huge green crocodile peeking out of the lake and smiling to her.
‘I can show you how to weave the basket’, he repeated.
‘Ca-a-an you?’ KangaRoo mumbled, stepping back to the bamboo forest.
‘Shure,’ crocodile answered. ‘Just jump in my lake and I’ll teach you. You’ll learn to make great baskets!’
Instead of running away, KangaRoo went to shore. The crocodile opened its mouth and smiled invitingly.
‘What a stupid and tasty kangaroo!’ crocodile thought. He grabbed one from KangaRoo’s paws and tightly clenched his jaw.
There was a knock, a crack and a very loud splash.
‘Aya-ayyy’, crocodile groaned in pain. Instead of tasty kangaroo in his mouth appeared a solid cobblestone.
There was standing a boy on the shore - it’s he threw a cobblestone in the crocodile.
‘Thank you!’ frightened Roo said to the boy.
‘You're so silly!’ replied the boy. ‘Don’t you know that crocodiles are dangerous?’
‘I know it. But he promised to teach me how to weave the baskets’ sighed Roo. ‘See, I’m a Kangaroo Without A Pouch so I can’t travel with my joey together. I need a pouch for my baby, or a
Little KengaRo sat under a thick baobab tree and feel himself very sad. His mother, KangaRoo, went on a journey for the young leaves of acacia. Those beautiful trees grew close to the Croco Lake. KengaRo really wanted to travel with his mother - there near the lake was so interesting! But he couldn’t - his mother didn’t have a pouch for her little joey.
All KengaRoo’s friends have the pouches - the traveler RaKenga has got, the mighty Ryu has got, the jumping champion Kengo has got... That's just his mom hasn’t got. Everyone called his mom Kangaroo Without A Pouch.
’Mom, can you carry me in your paws? Like people their children?’ asks Ro.
‘My paws are too weak, sunny’ replies mother.
‘Then put me on your back, …show more content…
‘I would weave the most beautiful and sturdy basket for my little joey’.
‘I know how to weave baskets and I can teach you’ suddenly someone said.
KangaRoo in surprise dropped her leaves. A huge green crocodile peeking out of the lake and smiling to her.
‘I can show you how to weave the basket’, he repeated.
‘Ca-a-an you?’ KangaRoo mumbled, stepping back to the bamboo forest.
‘Shure,’ crocodile answered. ‘Just jump in my lake and I’ll teach you. You’ll learn to make great baskets!’
Instead of running away, KangaRoo went to shore. The crocodile opened its mouth and smiled invitingly.
‘What a stupid and tasty kangaroo!’ crocodile thought. He grabbed one from KangaRoo’s paws and tightly clenched his jaw.
There was a knock, a crack and a very loud splash.
‘Aya-ayyy’, crocodile groaned in pain. Instead of tasty kangaroo in his mouth appeared a solid cobblestone.
There was standing a boy on the shore - it’s he threw a cobblestone in the crocodile.
‘Thank you!’ frightened Roo said to the boy.
‘You're so silly!’ replied the boy. ‘Don’t you know that crocodiles are dangerous?’
‘I know it. But he promised to teach me how to weave the baskets’ sighed Roo. ‘See, I’m a Kangaroo Without A Pouch so I can’t travel with my joey together. I need a pouch for my baby, or a