night there had been a down pour of rain, and the water had flooded the
fields, almost completely covering the boundary walls. The old walls were
made of stone, and many of Gods tiny creatures found refuge in its
the stones you could see the comings and goings of lizards, small spiders,
and snails, as they slowly carried their homes on their shoulders.
that day, as the water began to rise, all the creatures sensing danger,
ran away in great confusion. Only tufts of windblown grass were left
behind among the stones.
group of snails in single file scrambled quickly up the path that ran
along the borders of the wall.
led the way. She was neither the youngest snail, nor was she the oldest.
But, she was certainly the most brave, and was eager to see the world
starting on her way, she reminded everyone to move along quickly, but,
more importantly, to not lose heart, or give up. The journey would be long
and dangerous, but, together they would make it to safety.
friends looked at her in amazement, and tried to draw on the abundant
faith and courage they could see in her eyes.
read their thoughts and said: "Girls, its clear that if we are all to
get away safely, we must first believe it with all our might".
snails all bowed their heads, nodding in agreement, and proud of their
friend, started up the path behind her. They left behind a sticky mucus so
that no one would get lost along the way.
group slowly, but relentlessly continued there climb up the trail. They
even refrained from talking in order to save energy.
during the journey, the sky once again became dark with black clouds,
forewarning another storm.
perceived the impending danger and told her friends: "Girls, we must
find shelter; it seems as if another storm is brewing. This time, it will
definitely sweep us away. Night is coming, we do not know the area, and we
could easily get lost".
friends again nodded in agreement, and followed close behind her.
first rain drops had just begun to fall, when in the distance, Macalų
spotted a small house with a red roof. On the front door, a sign was
hanging, inscribed with the word "FIDO".
signaled the others to follow her.
would take shelter there. With such a name, whoever the owner was, he
would certainly be kind.
little creatures did not hesitate to enter the shelter.
was extremely dark inside, but, pleasantly warm.
the storm was beginning outside, they all cuddled up in the corner of
what, (as all the readers must have already guessed) was a big dog house.
a black mastiff, who was taking a nap at that moment, did not notice the
extremely quiet intruders.
night was spent with thunder and lighting, and the loud barking of Fido
after each clap of thunder.
poor snails were terrified, and they huddled together trembling, looking
like a mound of jelly.
the exhaustion from the journey, soon became greater than the fear, and
they all slowly nodded off to sleep.
the first ray of sunlight peaked into the dog house, Fido quickly noticed
the tasty, fat snails in the corner. They would be a nice breakfast after
such a tiring night, he thought. But as he opened his mouth to snatch them
up, the saliva from his jowls ran down onto the unaware snails, and they
awoke. They immediately looked up to see Fidos menacing
mouth, and his not so encouraging set of teeth.
time they did not wait for Macalųs orders, and ran towards the opening
of the dog house. Never before had a group of snails, taken flight so
this day, they can still be seen slithering around at breakneck speed, and
poor stunned Fido, continues to look for the breakfast that got away.
(English translation by Mariangela