On a sunny day, two blue rabbits were walking around in the clouds.
They were so distracted by a sudden downpour of rainbow hearts,
that they didn’t notice two long green ears
peeking out from behind a lazy sleeping star.
They were so loud, the shooting star woke up and flew away,
Revealing a large green rabbit with a very long tail.
Boy, were they surprised!
They had never seen a different colored rabbit.
Since they were very, very curious, they asked,
“So why are you green, if all rabbits are blue?”
“No, no, no, no. All rabbits are green.
Suddenly, a white rabbit jumped out of a northern cloud.
He was sunbathing when he heard the conversation.
“Hello, hello, my colorful friends. I’m a white rabbit,
and I’d like to let you know all rabbits in the world are white.”
It was there in the clouds that the
biggest debate of recent times came into full swing:
that rabbits are white;
but no, rabbits are green;
but no, rabbits are blue…
Amid all the fuss, a purple butterfly flew by,
twisting and turning, blown away by the wind that
had awakened with the scandal.
The delicate butterfly managed to grab hold of the
green rabbit’s ear and caught their attention:
“Alright, alright, what is this arguing about?”
“Take a good look at yourselves—but a very
good look—and answer my questions:
Do you all have long ears?”
“Yes,” they all answered.
“Do you all have two big teeth?”
“Yes,”.
“Are you all soft and fluffy like cotton?”
“Yes,”
“So, you’re all rabbits, even though you have
different shades!
You were all born from the clouds, the sun and the rainbow to meet in this tale!”
Author: Karen Loewy
Story telling, music and sound design: Hitayosara Ojeda, Manuel Ernesto Rivera, Camilo Ojeda
Caminaban por las nubes dos conejos azules.
Venían tan distraídos por una repentina lluvia de corazones
que no notaron unas orejas largas verdes
asomadas tras una estrella perezosa que estaba dormida.
Al escucharlos, la estrella fugaz despertó y salió volando.
Y de ahí saltó a la vista un gran conejo verde.
¡Qué sorpresa tan grande se llevaron!
No habían visto nunca un conejo de otro color.
Como eran muy curiosos le preguntaron:
—¿Y porqué eres verde, si todos los conejos son azules?
—No, no, no, los conejos son todos verdes, contestó.
De repente, un conejo blanco saltó de una nube del Norte.
Estaba asoleándose cuando escuchó la conversación.
—Hola, hola, señores de colores. Soy un conejo blanco
y quiero contarles que todos los conejos del mundo son blancos.
Se armó entonces en las nubes
la alharaca más grande de los últimos tiempos:
que los conejos son blancos;
que no, que los conejos son verdes;
que no, que los conejos son azules…
En medio de la algarabía pasó una mariposa morada que giraba y giraba,
pues la arrastraba el viento que con el escándalo se había despertado.
Logró agarrarse de una oreja del conejo verde y les llamó la atención:
—A ver, a ver, ¿a qué viene esta discusión?
Mírense bien, pero muy bien y contesten mis preguntas:
¿Tiene todos orejas largas?
—Sí, contestaron todos.
—¿Tienen todos dos dientes grandes?
—Sí, contestaron todos.
—¿Todos son suaves y parecen de algodón?
—Sí, contestaron todos.
—Entonces, ¡todos son conejos, aunque de distinto color!
¡¡Son todos hijos de las nubes, el arcoíris y el sol!!
Author: Karen Loewy
Story telling, music and sound design: Hitayosara Ojeda, Manuel Ernesto Rivera, Camilo Ojeda
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