(Scarecrow) - I am Felipe. Some know me as "Philip the Scarecrow" but that was long ago.
was the time that Philip worked on the plantation, before the problems started.
His job was simple: always stay still in the same place with outstretched arms and a face as serious as for any birds that occurred to him to approach. So
passed without moving, boring, winter and summer.
for years did their homework very well, but every time it was more difficult to sit still and worse, being alone. He lived in a yellow field, surrounded by thousands of sunflowers that were his only company.
(Baile Sunflowers)
At dusk the flowers were turning to miara Philip and in the midst of this solitude, one thing made him feel very happy:
(Scarecrow) _ My great passion is to have stories. The ucnetos allow me to live the most incredible adventures, move and laugh for a while.
So all tadecitas, at sundown, with great enthusiasm, told a story after another as if a huge audience with him.
Then one afternoon, slowly, hiding among plants, Carluncho approached the Coendu.
(Coendu) - This guy must be half mad.
Carluncho thought when he heard him talking to himself. But when he heard the stories seemed so fun that the sun would hurry down to the plantation and stayed to listen.
Until one day ... laughter and applause were heard.
(Coendu) - ME, CARLUNCHO! Your story was excellent! And today you were funnier than ever.
(espantapájos) - Many thanks. My name is Felipe and I never thought there was more public hearing.
(Coendu) - I'm only twenty, but I would bring my friends, animals in the forest, so you know.
(Scarecrow) - Are you sure that no one will eat the seeds?
(Coendu) - Not to mention!. I give you my word of honor.
(Scarecrow) - Well, but that is not going to find out the birds!
entusiasmadísimo Carluncho went with the idea of \u200b\u200breturning with all your friends to listen. He wrote, in a leaf, a message for each one that read:
"Its you keep a secret, I hope tomorrow at three under the ombú. Signed Carluncho"
As the bugs were very curious, the next day at three o'clock in the shadow, they were all waiting for, minus the cricket, which and still could not read, seeing that sheet so tender little they ate. Carluncho
said unto them
(Coendu) - got an invitation from Philip the Scarecrow, the best storytellers of the place.
(alligator) - Cuentaquéeeeeeeeee "?
(Coendu) -storyteller who tell like to tell stories, tales and Felipe is the best.
(otter) - sure are tales of sunflowers (dull side)
(Coendu) - Nothing to do! I always listen and are very good.
(capybara) - Mmm ... Felipe has a face as serious (yawn)
(Partridge) - also never move and that makes me very suspicious.
(Coendu) - I assure you that is very good. If you do not dare ... Tough luck. I'm going!
animals trusted him and from that day all the evenings in a long line of mules, deer, tuco-tucus, foxes, alligators, capybaras and rheas are going to the plantation and surrounding Felipe to hear their stories.
(capybara) - partridge counting when the mouth sewed the fox because he wanted to learn to whistle ...
(mule) - Conte the tortoise and the hare.
(deer) - And the baker, who made a nest of eight stories ...
and had always had and never tired. I was so happy surrounded by friends who all seemed perfect. Some
months later, distrustful at first, the birds were approaching. And story goes, fairy comes, they took to pick one that another seed. Felipe was so focused imagining stories and noticed that every time there were fewer plants.
The worst was when Don Meliton, the owner of the field, he saw something flying over your sunflowers. As not see very well far away, thought they were planes, but looking with binoculars had no doubt.
(Melito) - are birds! The damn birds! And on top are all about Felipe!
Don Meliton was furious so red with anger that seemed to explode so quickly went to the plantation.
(Melito) - FELIPE! DO YOU THINK THIS IS A HOLIDAY PARK?
has four days to scare all these big birds in my field or is fired!
(Felipe) - Four days is very short! I do not know how to get the birds.
(Tucu-tuco) - heard everything! (Out of the cave, pulling ground)
(Felipe) - I'm in big trouble.
(tuco-tuco) - yes! I can consult with my uncle, the inventor. He has very good ideas.
Tucu plunged into the cave, dug and dug up at the guy and yelled
(tuco-tuco) - UNCLE! Luckily we found you! I need urgently.
Next Philip told him and his tall tales of his friends in the forest, planting, birds and Don Meliton thought that in four days Felipe fire. The guy thought and said:
(Uncle) - is not easy. The bottom line is that the birds return to fear. Felipe Felipe no more. Qeu would edisfrazarlo.
(Tucu-tuco) - course! Felipe will look like another, and so afraid that will be flying to another camp SOS GENIAL!
fast I had to get a costume. Y Tucu that evening spoke to the ostrich, which had a black cloth on their nest, and otters that kept two sea lion teeth and could lead Carluncho horns of a bull that used to rack. The next day, the otter and the ostrich came to Philip, wearing the costume. The rhea spoke to the ear, not wanting the birds found out.
(Felipe) - I look like a monster!
(Rhea) - sshhh! That's what we want. Stay quiet because if it does not work.
After several hours of hard work, it was difficult to recognize, had been really horrible.
During that afternoon did not approach or a bird. The forest animals watched and smiled with triumphant air.
That same night, without knowing how, he escaped to Felipe dos horror stories so good that a flock of bats, crows and owls settled fascinated to listen. And story goes ... story comes ... began to pick seeds for a change.
(Coendu) - This is the end!
Then the rhea, a respected porqeu quein all "see farther" said
(rhea) - outrage. This is serious business, Philip is just a storyteller. Everyone must do what he likes and Felipe is storytelling and nothing else.
(Coendu) That's it! That's what it should say Felipe, bye! to sunflowers and bye! Don Meliton and come with us to tell stories.
Amid the remains of the plantation Felipe did not know what to think. I was just sure that nothing in the world would stop telling stories.
suddenly heard a strange sound, as if thousands of birds from approaching.
A large flock came in quietly and took flight Philip was losing to his old costume and scarecrow hat.
When did agree was on the mountain surrounded by his friends and feeling at home.
So if you ever go to the mountain early evening, from the mound, you will hear laughter and Philip still has the best stories of the place.
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