On holidays I went to the gnomes’ country. Really, it was the most fantastical experience ever, also the worst holidays I passed in my entire life.
I learned all about mushrooms, I knew all the secrets which the earth has hidden; I heard the most fantastical musical sounds by their music instruments; I tasted sweet and tasty cakes; I was told incredible stories about fantastic creatures…
WORST HOLIDAYS EVER:
I slept on the ground because I did not fit on their little mushroom houses and all the holidays were raining, so now I suffer from rheumatism; all the time I was ducking because hearing them was impossible if I was standing, so now I suffer terrible backache; I ate an “amanita muscaria” because I did not followed the advice of them and I finished my holidays on the urgencies hospital with a horrible bellyache.
Never again holidays on the gnomes’ country !!!!