Dreamy
Sobre las nubes, por primera vez
En su primer día de escuela, Juniper llegó al portón; miró el cielo tan grande: ¡qué misterio y emoción! Otto, la nutria malabarista, tres pelotas lanzó al cielo; bajaron hacia la hierba y subieron de nuevo en vuelo. Juniper rio; sus piernas saltaban de alegría: «¡Quiero ver las nubes allá arriba algún día!»
Su amigo Wren, un pez, llegó en una pecera de cristal; el agua clara hacía olitas, suaves y sin igual. Juniper subió a la cesta, tranquila y despacito; la pecera de Wren quedó en un aro blandito. El quemador hizo «¡fuuu!» y las cuerdas se tensaron; con la luz de la mañana, muy despacio se elevaron.
Por una nube subieron, hacia el cielo azul; Juniper se asió a la cesta; Wren miraba la luz. La colina allá abajo se volvió chiquitita; y los campos se extendían como una manta infinita. Las nubes, mar blanco y suave, los rodeaban al pasar; «¡Estoy sobre las nubes!», Juniper gritó al mirar. Wren se mecía en su pecera, feliz de flotar; iban lado a lado, dejándose llevar.
En la Escuela de las Nubes, el globo aterrizó; en un porche blandito, sobre el pueblo, se posó. La campana sonó muy suave: el nuevo día empezó; sentados uno al lado del otro, el sol los abrigó. Wren nadaba de aquí para allá en su pecera; Juniper sonrió: ¡qué nube tan bella y ligera!
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