The cock Miligallo. Stories with values
The rooster Miligallo is a beautiful story by Antonio de Benito, a story with values to teach children to respect the differences of others. Diversity exists and learning to respect it is basic since childhood, this is the message of tolerance that this short story for children conveys to us. I co
The rooster Miligallo is a beautiful story by Antonio de Benito, a story with values to teach children to respect the differences of others.
Diversity exists and learning to respect it is basic since childhood, this is the message of tolerance that this short story for children conveys to us.
I count on values: the rooster Miligallo
At dusk, the farm changes color: the golden amber of the straw is sleepy, yawns the whole chicken coop. The horses, donkeys, sheep, pigs ... make a hole in the brown trough to drink a drink of water and then go to bed.
They sleep on their feet but, like everyone else, they dream dreams. The pink pigs collect the piglets, wash their teeth before sleeping, curl their tail between their illusions. And the rabbits, in the rabbit hutches; the dog is already entering his house; cows and bulls, calves and calves await the last song that rocks them in their bunks. And, finally, at half past nine he decides to sing the cock Miligallo. A powerful kikirikiií is heard and everyone, except one, is already going to sleep.
After singing the rooster and ordering everyone to sleep, the cock Miligallo has kept awake.
He has always wondered ... Why do not the stars sleep and blink on high? Will we all be the same? Will we have the same opportunities? The rooster will find out, the night is beautiful, baskets!
Being just a chick, Miligallo already dreamed of going out at night, loose, with no one to overwhelm him. The stars and the moon, the signed firmament of such tiny lights stroked their feathers and the moment had arrived.
The farm was already resting: on their sticks, the chickens; and the donkey, who was snoring because of the pain of angina. The dog dreamed restless with some naughty fleas that itched in his dreams and came out lustrous warts. And the cow, with its bull, surrounded by calves, its most beautiful treasure, much more than the money.
And the rabbit and the rabbit, crouching are like an old man and an old woman, their gangs are already sleeping in the rabbit hutch.
Miligallo, with a jump, climbs up to the fence. From there, at the top, he sees the farm calmly and dedicates a soft song to them: "Sleep now, little animals, also a farmer and farmer, I'm hopping, looking for new adventures".
Some lights, in the distance, to Miligallo dazzle ... What will that old car be?
The garbage truck !!! It's so big ... and so much food left over ...
Will we all be the same before food or hunger? Mil Miligallo continued walking and a traffic light found. Red is the crest of the rooster, yellow is its down, green May grass like the one I eat.
Crossing the zebra crossing, a policeman was tripped and said cautiously: Take care, cock, that some crazy driver does not brake or touch the whistle and take you ahead. Gall The cock asked: Will we all be equal in front of a steering wheel? Mil And Miligallo, tired, sat on a bench and saw some feet at his side and a little face of fright.
- What are you doing here lying down? asked the intrigued rooster.
- My bed is this wood; my blankets, the newspapers; my pillow, the full moon.
Miligallo, then, thought: Will we all be the same if we sleep at home and others in the parks?
So this is the night? People who work hard, men who force cars, people struggling, sleeping on banks that are cold and hard. Con And with an angry gesture, the rooster returned home; the six had already hit the square clock.
¡Kikirikí kikíiii! The farm woke up, the donkey with a scarf, his gullet took care, with rosemary tisane, he had breakfast.
The horse, cereals; the piglets, milk; The diapers are already changed by his mother, the pig.
She asked the farmer for orange juice and she served the whole farm vitamin C in a pot.
And taken the food, the rooster called the assembly-which is no chicken-but a new meeting of all the animals that inhabit the beautiful farm. Quer - Dear animals, just a reflection to make a better world:
Are we all the same, bulls or cows, bitches or dogs, piglets or sows, rabbits or rabbits, chickens or roosters?
And everyone was left thinking about Miligallo's question. We have the answer in our hands.
