The snow's fury

The snow's fury

6-8 ans - 11 pages, 481 mots | 6 minutes de lecture | © Le Regard Sonore, pour la 1ère édition - tous droits réservés


The snow's fury

The snow's fury

Moko and Aldarick are heading back towards the village, their boat filled with fish. They moor their boat and start walking in the direction of the village. As they round the mountain they finally see the rooftops of the approaching village. Moko yells out in joy. Suddenly, a cloud of snow appears to be tumbling down the mountain like a galloping horse. Alarick and Moko take shelter under a large boulder. As the avalanche hits with all of its fury, Alarick pleads with the mountain to forgive Moko for his outburst... and it is once again calm. Moko promises to be quiet from now on and thanks his friend for reasoning with the mountain.

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The snow's fury A tale by Arnaud de Buchy Pedagogical content by Emmanuelle Reyss & Jean-Baptiste Lorenzo Illustrated by Sonia Grandame & Joachim Hérissé Le Regard Sonore Editions


On this particular evening, the tide was low. Moko and Alarick's boat was beached on the shore. Night was falling and the day's colours werefading. Moko and Alarick were contemplating the horizon.
The load they carried was heavy, and the cold numbed their faces. Their arms and legs were getting tired and they began to slow down. We should stop for a bit and get some rest, said Moko. No, answered Alarick. If we do, the cold will get us and we will never make it back to the village.
Moko was getting discouraged. But just then, beyond the great white mountain, they started to see the village. Hurray! Yelled Moko, as loud as he could.