Chris - the brave little crocodile

At last Monday is back, thought Chris enjoys the little crocodile. Assembly were very special days, because with them every week began a new exciting adventure. Chris liked the assembly so special because he is finally reunited with his friend Carlos, could take the cheeky parrot. The two were best friends, went through thick and thin, could laugh together and have fun. Chris had rescued the parrot Carlos once before his greedy uncles and since then, they were inseparable. Every Monday, Carlos flew all the way from its nest in the other part of the jungle to the shores of the great river, on which Chris lived. Often, his friend was already there for breakfast and so had to hurry Chris quite a bit. For he had nothing to eat worried and went quickly on the way into the jungle, where he gained delicious fruits, flowers and delicious sweet crunchy buds to make it for himself and his friend Carlos a wonderful salad.

Chris did not like meat, he liked to eat vegetables. The other crocodiles laughed at him, and made merry. When she saw from afar, as he plucked its flowers they cried aloud: "Chris is so green because it eats only leaves. Ha ha ha " However, the sardonic laughter disturbed him long gone, because he had a very special friend, who liked him as he was and that was Carlos, who Papgei. Now back quickly, thought Chris and ran his breakfast he held with both hands in order not to lose on the road. He ran as fast as he could, because he did not want to be late. Immediately he reached the great river that wound its way slowly and leisurely through the jungle. He was wearing a lot of water because it had rained in the last few days very much. The whole bank was flooded and the trees were up to their waists in water. Chris had discovered a great place for breakfast: the root of a huge upset Mangrowe old, lying near the bank and offered a dry spot in the middle of the water masses of the great river. Chris put the green stuff to the side and sat down on the root, to wait for his friend. He narrowed his eyes and shielded from the sunlight with one hand to see better. Yes, he came flying up front. Chris could see a green dot on the horizon, coming closer and closer. He looked like his friend Carlos, with bright green feathers and a pair of red stripes in between.

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