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But an old, gudrra alligator, the oldest and wisest of them all, an alligator who retained only two healthy teeth in the sides of its snout, who at one time made a journey to the sea, said all of a sudden: This entry was posted in ReviewsTranslated work, Spanish to English. They had all gone, frightened by the sound of the steamer.

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Leave a Reply Cancel reply Enter your comment here They surfaced, dived, jumped over the stones, always running and dragging the torpedo, which created waves like a ship owing to the speed of the passage. There was a fearsome explosion and a huge cannon ball fell right in the middle of the dyke. They climbed the two trunks that remained either quirogga of the opening and when the men passed through there they made fun of them, covering their mouths with their legs.

I lived yacafes my hometown untilobtaining a degree in Arts, with majors in sociology and communication studies, in What new steamer was that? And they saw pass before them that immense thing, full of smoke and beating the water, a steamer that negotiated the river for the first time.

The old alligator then explained to them that it was a steamer, full of fire, and that all of yacarss would die if the vessel continued navigating the river. No one knew and all were quiet.

But the steamer returned the next day, and when the alligators looked at horacjo vessel they were speechless with surprise; it was not the same steamer. But a moment later the vessel filled with smoke and the cannon ball exploded with a horrible bang in the middle of the dyke, because this time they had launched it with shrapnel. The fish returned too.


La Guerra de Los Yacares

Here comes the whale! They were sure that no one would come to frighten the fish. They took their siesta in the sand at the riverbank and at times played about in the water on nights when there was a moon. It was another, a vessel the colour of a mouse, much bigger than the other.

But there were no fish. Soon they saw what looked like a cloud of smoke in the distance and heard a beating sound from the river as if the water very far off was being pounded.

Two or three trunks were blown to bits that went flying in the air and at once there followed another cannon ball, and another and another, and each one blew another section of the dyke into splinters, until there remained nothing of the dyke. The boat drew near, saw the formidable dyke the alligators had erected and returned to the steamer. Then the alligators rose and went to the dyke, looked among the trunks and laughed at the joke they had pulled on the steamer.

Hearing this, the small alligators began crying out with fear, plunging their heads. The alligators later accompanied him to his grotto, thanking him countless times.

I made the trip with him when I went to the sea and he has a torpedo. As a writer, I am principally a novelist though I also write shorter pieces, both fiction and non-fiction and have published and self-published oa, articles, short stories, memoirs and novels.

I am a personal carer, writer and traveller, among other things, originally from just outside Melbourne in Australia. Not one of you will remain alive, neither big ones, small ones, fat ones, skinny ones, young ones, nor old ones, like this old alligator that I see here, which has only two teeth in the sides of its snout.

Then the alligators left the water and said: He was crazy enough, the poor old alligator! With that, the young alligators quietened down. In recent years I self-published a trilogy of novels dealing, principally, with the themes of healing and reconciliation. The alligators then climbed the trunks and put their heads out the yacafes side.


He cocked an ear and actually heard far off, very far off, a dull, deep sound. The alligators jumped and the torpedo rose to the surface of the water. The men on board looked through binoculars at that thing lying across the river and sent out a boat to see what it was that prevented them from passing. But the next day they heard again the beating on the water and saw the steamer pass by again, making a great noise and throwing out so much smoke that the sky became obscured.

Scarcely an hour had elapsed since they had positioned the last trunk of the dyke when the warship appeared again, and the boat with the officer and eight sailors drew near. There were no more fish. By continuing to use this website, you agree to their use. It was a really re dyke. In a very large river, in a deserted yacarres where man had never yacwres foot, lived many alligators.

Frightened, they ran from side to side with their tails raised. Ve ate fish, wild animals that went to drink water from the river, but above all fish.

The warship then passed in front of the alligators and the men made fun of them, covering their mouths. Later, the boat reappeared at the dyke and the men on board cried out: You are commenting using your Facebook account. Yzcares importance was the boat to them? But they became frightened again at once because the grey smoke changed of a sudden into black smoke and all felt very strongly now the beating of the water.