1808's holidays

"Big Shoes! Hey! Listen!

It's unbelievable! They are so big and yet so limited. Unbelievable! Unbelievable!

Big Shoooooooooooooooooooes!" 

"Oh, ant," I answered when I heard 1808's voice.

" I have been half an hour screaming and you didn't answer," 1808 protested.

"I didn't expect you. I thought the telltale had talked too much again and you were punished."

"No. Thanks Antgod!"

 "Tell me, 1808, how is it going?"

 "Now we are very busy, autumn is very near and it is the moment to collect the most perishable food so they last longer, and close our warehouses."

"Do you know the closing date of the ant's nest?"

"No," 1808 answered, "We still don't know it, but it will be soon. It smells like damp soil and our legs are shaky from carrying things all the time."

"What do you do when you close the ant's nest? Do you hibernate?"

"Are you stupid, Big Shoes? We are ants, not bears. We go on holidays, just like you do. You think you are at the centre of the Universe and you are not even closer to its outer circumference.  Humans! Oh, humans!"

"Then, do you go to the beach for a swim?"

"Of course. What did you expect? However, instead of going to the sea, we go to subterranean lakes whose water has been warmed by magma. Apart from that, we do pretty much the same you do: we swim, we walk around, we sunbathe (well, magma-bathe in fact), sometimes topless! And from time to time we drink barley juice, with or without alcohol.  What did you think, Big Shoes? Well,  I must leave now. I have to carry this cake crumb I have just found. See you!"

"Listen, 1808! Do not shut yourself up in the ant's nest without saying goodbye!"

"All right! See ya!"


Traductora: Virginia Ruiz