Friday, 16 October 2015

Another curious adventure of Carlos the curious condor- Carlos makes a curious trip to Egypt.

Another curious adventure of Carlos the curious condor
Carlos makes a curious trip to Egypt.
Carlos the curious condor (a very large South American bird) lives high in the Andes Mountains in Peru, a country in South America
Carlos likes to fly around the top of the mountains with his friends, who are mainly other condors.  But there are a few things that make Carlos different from other condors. One thing is he strange friendship with Pedro the paragliding Llama who he likes to go flying with, the other is that Carlos is very curious about anything and everything, the third thing that makes Carlos a very unusual condor is that to help satisfy his curiosity, Carlos has taught himself to read and often visits the library in the big Peruvian city of Lima.
One lovely sunny day (most days are sunny days in Peru), Carlos decided to fly down to Lima to visit the library  to see if Senora Amaranta Sanchez (the librarian)  has had any new and interesting  books that he would be curious to read.
So with one big flap of his mighty wings Carlos set off into the air above the mountainside he was sat on. Carlos soared into the air and glided around for a few moments before heading off to Lima.  As he was nearing the city he could see a large truck heading along the highway to the city.  “Mm thought Carlos, “ that looks like my friend Manuel’s truck, I am very curious about what he is carrying in the back of the truck and where he is going” and  dived down towards the truck.
It didn’t take long for Carlos to catch up with the truck and he hovered in the air for a few moments before landing, with a loud thud on top of the truck’s cab, once he got his balance Carlos leaned forward to look down through the windscreen.
Well the combination of the loud thud and seeing Carlos’s face looking in though the windscreen, gave Manuel quite a fright and he swerved across the road and had to fight hard with the steering wheel and breaks to bring the truck under control.  As the truck skidded to a halt, Carlos lost his balance and was sent crashing to the floor.
Manuel opened the door and ran across to see if Carlos was all right. Carlos pulled himself to his feet and shook his head and his wings and told Manuel his was ok.
“You gave me a fright, Carlos!!  You mustn’t land on my truck like that when I am driving, it is very dangerous” exclaimed Manuel
“Siento mucho” (I am very sorry) replied Carlos “I didn’t mean to cause any trouble, I am just very curious about what you have in your truck and where you are going”
Manuel laughed and said “Oh Carlos, you are curious about anything and everything!!”
Manuel then told Carlos that his truck was full of corn that he collected from some farms and he is taking them to a big distribution warehouse in town.
“I am off to the library to see if Senora Amaranta has any new curious books for me to read” said Carlos.
“Hop on top of the truck then and I will drop you off on the way” exclaimed Manuel
As Manuel drove through the City streets towards the library, everybody they passed pointed and laughed at the sight of a very large condor bird having a lift on the roof of the truck cab.   But Carlos didn’t mind he was happy to get a lift and was just a bit curious about why so many people were out in the city streets and wondered where they are all going to.
Eventually they arrived at the library and Carlos leapt off the cabs roof shouting “goodbye Manuel that you for the lift”  “No hay problema” (no problem) replied Manual  “hope  you find some nice books to read” and off he drove to deliver the corn to the warehouse
Carlos pushed the library door open and stepped up to counter and chirped “hola senora Amaranta, I have come to see if you have any books that might satisfy my curiosity.”
“Shh Carlos, this is a library” replied Senora Amaranta with a very stern look on her face
“lo siento” (Sorry)  whispered Carlos.
Senora Amaranta passed Carlos two books and said “here you are, these came in today, I think you will like them they are all about Egypt”  “wow” replied Carlos “I am very curious about Egypt”.
This made Senora Amaranta laugh, as she knows that Carlos is curious about anything and everything.
The more Carlos read about Egypt, about the River Nile, about Cairo (Egypt’s capital city) and of course about the ancient pyramids the more curious about Egypt he go and then he made a big decision.
“I will fly to Egypt to see this very curious country in person, well in condor actually”
“Well that’s a trip and a half” exclaimed Senora Amaranta “have a great time but take care you will be a long way from home”
“I will be fine I am used to flying long distances” laughed Carlos and he left the Library shouting a big “adios” (goodbye) as he went through the door.
“Shhhh” laughed Senora Amaranta and waved Carlos goodbye.
Once Carlos was outside the library he started to flap his mighty wings and soon he began to rise up into the sky above the houses, shops, factories and tower blocks of the city, he flew in a couple of circles above the city before shouting
“Adios Lima adios Peru, next stop Egypt” and headed off in an Eastern direction.
Soon Carlos found himself high above the Amazon basin with the huge rain forest and the mighty river below, he is a very fast flyer and it wasn’t long before he was gliding past the Brazilian beaches and out into the sky above the Atlantic Ocean
It was a very long and tiring flight across the Atlantic and although Carlos kept himself busy by thinking curious thoughts about what may be swimming the deep ocean he was delighted when he could see the West African coast appearing on the horizon.
Carlos was feeling very tired so he dropped down from the sky and landed on first beach he saw as he arrived on the coast of West Africa
“ Bonjour, bienvenue sur la Côte d'Ivoire”  (Hello, welcome to the Ivory coast)  said a voice coming from where the sand meets the trees and the African jungle starts.
Carlos looked up to see a small monkey standing on the sand.  “Hola” he replied “I am Carlos, I am from Peru and I am on my way to Egypt”
“You have flown along way then and still have a long way to go “   replied the Monkey who then introduced himself as Monty the monkey.
Carlos and Monty then had a long chat, with Carlos asking Monty all about life in Africa and the Ivory Coast. “Wow” exclaimed Monty “you do ask a lot of questions, you must be a very curious bird”.  “Yes replied Carlos I am curious about anything and everything” This made the Monty laugh.
After a while Carlos told Monty that he must say Adios and be on his way as he still has a long way to go.
“Au revoir, it was nice to meet you “shouted Monty as he ran to climb up one of the nearest trees.
Carlos flapped his mighty wings and took off into the skies and was soon flying high above the African Jungle, looking down he couldn’t help be curious about the different things living in the dense forest below.  Eventually the trees below stared to thin out and give way to the sands that are the start of the giant Sahara desert.
For mile after mile Carlos flew on over the dessert with the hot African sun burning down on his back.
“My, this desert is as big as the ocean, I wonder if I will ever reach Egypt” Carlos thought to himself.
After many hours of flying Carlos saw something glistening in the sun light up ahead, “that looks like a city, I hope its Cairo “ thought Carlos and after a few more minutes flying Carlos reached the centre of Cairo (the capital city of Egypt.
After flying around the city for a while Carlos found a nice spot to land, a busy square near the centre of the city.  As you can imagine such a large bird landing in the middle of a busy city like Cairo caused quite  a commotion and soon Carlos found himself quite the centre of attention.
One young man stepped out of the crown and introduced himself as Zahur and asked Carlos what a South American Condor was doing landing in Tahrir Square in  Cairo.
“Hola” replied Carlos and told Zahur about his long flight and how curious he as to find out about Egypt and especially the ancient pyramids
“You are in luck then” said Zahur “because I am a tourist guide for the great pyramids of Giza  and I can take you there and tell you all about them”
“That would be wonderful” said Carlos.
So Carlos climbed in Zahur’s jeep and soon they were driving out of the city and on their way to Giza.
On the way Carlos listened intently as Zahur told him all bout Egypt’s ancient history with all its pharaohs (Egyptian kings) and how mighty its empire used to be. 
“You seem very keen to learn about Egypt” said Zahur.   “Yes” replied Carlos “I am very curious about your country, actually I am very curious about anything and everything!”
This made Zahur laugh loudly.
It was a long drive to Giza and along the way Zahur pulled into a rest area to take a break.  At one end of the rest area stood a group of camels all excitingly talking to one camel who was strangely sat upon a quad bike.
“A camel riding a quad bike, how curious” exclaimed Carlos.
“Oh him” replied Zahur  “that’s Quentin the Quad biking camel, he thinks he is so special”.
“I am very curious to meet him“said Carlos and hopped over to Quentin
“Hola my name is Carlos, I am from South America and I have never seen a quad biking camel before”
“Of course you haven’t” said Quentin rather snootily and then he looked down his hose at Carlos and exclaimed “I am the only Quad biking camel in the world”
“I am sure you are” replied Carlos and curiously asked “ does the quad bike go very fast”.
“Of course it does, it fact I am probably the fastest animal in the world” said Quentin rather grandly
“Except of course for that Motorcycling giraffe that beat you in a race” Laughed Zahur 
“Huh Marty the motorcycling giraffe, don’t talk to me about him he just got lucky that’s all”
“Marty the motorcycling giraffe from Kenya?” questioned Carlos “he is my friend I met him when he came to Peru
“Huh! If you are a friend of that giraffe then you are no friend of mine” grumped Quentin and jumped on his quad bike and zoomed off down the road.
“Don’t worry about him” said Zahur to Carlos “he isn’t a very nice camel, come on let’s get back on the road to the pyramids.”
When they arrived at the great pyramids Carlos was amazed at how big they were, especially Cheops pyramid which is the biggest of the three. He was also very curious about the strange looking Sphinx statue.
Zahur showed Carlos around the site explaining that the sphinx has the head of a human and the body of a human and the great Sphinx of Giza’s head is thought to represent the Pharaoh Kharfru and that the Cheops pyramid was built to house the tomb of the great pharaoh Khufu.
Carlos had a fantastic time at Giza and when he had finally satisfied his curiously for Egypt he thanked Zahur for showing him around and being so kind and flapped his mighty wings and took off into the air shouting
“Adios Zahur adios”
Soon Carlos was flying high above the desert to make his long journey back to South America and he could help wondering what other curious places, people, animals and things there were in the word for him to find out about.

Previous story featuring Quentin the Quad biking camel
Previous story featuring Pedro and Carlos

Friday, 19 December 2014

The Further adventures of Marty and Gillian the Motorcycling Giraffes. Story 12 Marty goes home (Gillian’s exciting news)



The Further adventures of Marty and Gillian the Motorcycling Giraffes.

Story 12 Marty goes home (Gillian’s exciting news)

Marty the motorcycling giraffe lives in the big African city Nairobi with his wife Gillian the Giraffe.  Marty moved to Nairobi a few years ago so that he could ride his motorcycle and look for adventures to go on.

And my what a lot of exciting adventures he has been on , including :- winning a motorcycle race against a camel in the dessert,  receiving a medal from the president of the USA,  meeting the Loch Ness monster, learning to surf in Australia, going for a walk on the Great Wall of China and many many more.  But of course his greatest and most exciting adventure was meeting, falling in love and marrying Gillian.

Along the way Marty has met some very good friends, like Troy the trucking moose, Kevin the kayaking monkey, Pedro the paragliding Llama and Carlos the curious condor. But his best friend is his boss Peter Ngono the Window cleaner.  Marty works as a window cleaner’s assistant and is especially helpful to Peter when cleaning the windows of the very tall buildings in Nairobi (Peter sits on Marty’s head to reach the very high up windows).

Marty is a very happy motorcycling Giraffe and is very content with life of adventures and loves his little house in Nairobi

Marty and Gillian were having a barbeque with their good friends Peter (the window cleaner) his wife Gloria and there little girl Martina and Emmanuelle (the farmer) and his girlfriend Moira. They cooked lots of lovely different kinds of food on the barbeque but Marty and Gillian are quite fussy eaters and they will only eat their favourite food, which of course is a big pile of twigs and leafs from the acacia trees. And of course Gloria made everyone lots of her famous lovely fruit smoothies.

The friends were all having a lovely time but as Marty, Emmanuelle and Peter stood chatting about motorcycles  and cracking jokes , Marty couldn’t help noticing that Gillian, Gloria and Moira were hustled together talking very quietly and seriously.

“What’s the matter with you girls” shouted Marty “you’re all being a bit serious, we are meant to having fun”.

Gillian turned to Marty and said “I have something very important to talk to you about Marty”

“What is it” asked Marty who was now starting to worry.

“Well Marty, what do think of the idea that we should move out of the city and back to the Masai Mara?”

“Move out of our lovely little house and out of the city where all the adventures happen and where our friends are, why would we want to do that “exclaimed Marty, who was a little shocked by the suggestion

“Well” said Gillian softly “don’t you think the Masai Mara is a good place for giraffe children to grow up”? 

“Of course it is I loved it there when I was a Twiga mtoto (young giraffe), but we are not watoto  (children) any more”!!  Replied Marty who was now looking quite confused

“Does this mean what I think it means”? asked Peter

“Yes” squealed Gloria, Moira and Gillian

“Pongezi”!!  (Congratulations) shouted Peter and Emmanuelle.

“What?” asked Marty who was even more confused as all is friends started to hug Gillian’s neck and pat him on the back.

“Oh Marty, don’t be so silly Gillian is going to have a baby” exclaimed Gloria.

“What?” exclaimed Marty “oh my, what, I am going to be a daddy” and he started to go very pale and a little wobbly

“Steady on Marty” laughed Peter “you had better sit down before you fall down”

Marty slumped on to the floor still looking dumbfounded

“Yes Marty” Said Gillian softly “you are going to be a daddy and I am going to be a Mummy”

Marty shook himself, stood up and walked over to Gillian and gave her a big kiss and rubbed his neck against hers (this is how giraffes hug and cuddle each other.) And everyone else shouted “pongezi”.

The rest of the evening flew as everyone had a great time and they were all in such a good mood after hearing Marty and Gillian’s

After everyone had gone home, Marty and Gillian had a long chat about the baby and they both agreed that it would be better if they left the city and went back to live in the Masai Mara.

“We will miss our friends but we can always come and visit them “said Gillian.

The next day Marty and Gillian set off to go to the Masai Mara to tell their family and friends there about their exciting news and plans to move back to the Masai Mara.

Marty rode his motorcycle with Gillian following behind on her little pink motor scooter as they got close to the part of the Masai Mara that their families and friends lived, Marty’s little niece Georgina Giraffe spotted the dust being kicked up by their motorcycles and got very excited.

“Uncle Marty’s coming, Uncle Marty’s coming” she shouted excitedly “I wonder what adventures he has to tell about this time”.
“Ummph” tutted George (Georgina’s father) “looks like your little brother is making a visit on that pesky motorcycle” he said to his wife Geraldine (Marty’s sister and Georgina’s mum)

“Oh don’t be such a grump” laughed Geraldine “we know you secretly like to hear about Marty’s adventures as much as the rest of us

As Marty and Gillian pulled up and parked their motorcycles alongside an acacia tree, all the Giraffe’s gathered around eager to hear the latest tales of Marty’s exciting adventures.

“It’s not me with the exciting news  this  time “said Marty with a big smile on his face “Its Gillian that has something to tell you all”.

Gillian looked a little bashful at first and then blasted out “I am going to have a baby, Marty and I are going to be parents”.

Everyone cheered and congratulated Marty and Gillian.  Geraldine looked at Gary Giraffe and smiled “imagine our little brother going to be a daddy, who would have thought it”

George giraffe fetched his friend Edward the elephant to carry the largest piles of twigs and leafs so they could all celebrate in style.

“I am going to the other side of the Masai Mara to tell my Mother in the morning “ Gillian informed the group of friends , “and then Marty and I are going to make plans to move out of the city and back to the Masai Mara, as this is the only place to bring up a twiga motto (baby giraffe).”

“Yes” said George very seriously “you can’t keep on gallivanting around the world and living it up in the big city when you have a family Marty, you will also have to get rid of that motorcycle too , the Masai Mara is no place for a motorcycling giraffe.”

“shhh stop it” Geraldine hissed at George

After all the twigs and leafs were eaten and darkness was setting across the Masai Mara everyone decided it was time for bed.  But Marty couldn’t get  to sleep and quietly he slipped away from the Acacia trees and stood looking out across the Masai Mara that was being lit by a large round red full moon and a billion starts twinkling in the night sky.

Marty knew he should be happy about becoming a daddy, but he couldn’t help worrying whether he would be a good father, and worried what life would be like  back at the Masai Mara, with no motorbike, no adventures and spending all day just stood around eating twigs and leafs from the tops of the acacia trees.

After a while he heard soft footsteps behind him but he didn’t look around and then he felt a giraffe’s neck against his (rubbing necks is how Giraffes hug each other) and the soft voice  of his sister Geraldine saying

“Come on little brother, I know what you’re thinking about and don’t worry you are going to be a wonderful father” 
Marty turned to protest but Geraldine just said “hush and don’t you worry about what George say’s if you and Gillian and the baby are coming back to live here, we will all be delighted and of course you can bring your motorcycle and believe me once the baby is born there will more than enough adventures to be had for:-
 Marty, Gillian and your baby Motorcycling Giraffe

Wednesday, 17 December 2014

No Marty stories for a long time but a new one will be published this Saturday 20/12/2014





Look out for the next thrilling  story of Marty the motorcycling giraffe coming soon

It has been nearly 2 years since the last story of Marty's thrilling adventures was posted,  But look our for this Saturdays (20/12/2014)  for Story 12 in the Further adventures of Marty and Gillian the motorcycling giraffes.   Marty goes home (Gillian's exciting news)

Friday, 17 May 2013

The further adventures of Marty and Gillian the motorcyling giraffes, Story 11 Marty and the dinosaur


 
 The further adventures of Marty and Gillian the motorcycling giraffes

Story 11 Marty and the dinosaur

As you will know by now, Marty is a giraffe who lives in the big African city of Nairobi in Kenya. Marty lives with his wife Gillian and works as window cleaner’s assistant with his friends Peter (the window cleaner) and Victor (the trainee window cleaner).

But what Marty likes to do best is to whizz around on his motorcycle while looking out for adventures.

Marty and Gillian are sat in the garden of their little house in Nairobi  discussing how they could tidy it up and make it look a lot nicer.

“We could build a garage at the one side, that we could store our motorcycles in” Said Marty

“Yes and we could have a raised patio outside the back door where we could sit in the evening” replied Gillian.

“Mmm yes and how about planting some acacia trees in the corner then we can always have a snack of fresh leafs and twigs while sat in the garden” stated Marty.

'Matumaini wewe!' Alicheka Gillian 'daima kufikiri ya tumbo lako, wewe alikuwa bora kuangalia au wewe kuwa kama mafuta kama kiboko'   (“Trust you!” Laughed Gillian “always thinking of your stomach, you had better watch out or you will become as fat as a hippopotamus”)

This made Marty laugh, “we should get Emmanuelle (Marty’s friend the farmer) to design the garden as he is good at these things and the rest of the gang to help” he said.

So a couple of days later, first thing t in the morning, Emmanuelle turned up on his tractor pulling a trailer filled with the necessary tools, equipment, a self build garage and two acacia trees.

Moira, Emmanuelle’s girlfriend had also come along to help out and soon after Peter and his wife Gloria (and of course baby Martina- Jilly) and Victor also turned up.

Emmanuelle took charge of the operation and soon had the whole gang working hard on the garden.

First they flattened the ground closest to the house and laid the foundations for the raised patio and as Emmanuelle and Victor worked on laying the patio , Marty, Gillian , Peter and Moira started to dig away at the ground  to lower the far end of the garden . Baby Martina-Jilly had woken up by now so Gloria was excused digging to look after the little one.

Peter and Moira dug the ground and shovelled the spare earth into a pair of large buckets that Gillian and Marty held in their mouths, then like two large spotty cranes Marty and Gillian lifted the buckets up and emptied the earth into the back of Emmanuelle’s truck

“I can make good use of that soil back at the farm” commented Emmanuelle.

It wasn’t long before the patio was finished and the second half of the garden was suitably lowered so that patio had a nice raised look

“That looks really good” stated Marty

“Yes just the pond to be dug and the garage to be put up and we will be finished” replied Gillian with an excited squeal

“Well you have al been working so hard, I think you had better take a break before starting the rest of the work” said Gloria who had come out into the garden with a large plate of sandwiches that she had made up and a big jug of her special ice cool fruit smoothies.

The friends all tucked into the sandwiches and smoothies (except of course Marty and Gillian as they don’t eat sandwiches they helped themselves to a large pile of twigs and leafs instead)

After their break the gang got back to work and soon had garage put together and erected at one side of the garage and dug two large holes for the acacia trees to be planted in

Marty poured two large buckets of water into the holes and Emmanuelle and Peter gently placed the trees into place and firmed the ground around them.

“These trees should grow big and strong and provide you with plenty of your favourite food” said Emmanuelle

“Asnte sana” (“Thank you very much”) said Gillian  “ but don’t let Marty stop work and start munching before my pond has been dug out” this made everyone laugh.

Peter, Emmanuelle and Victor all then started digging a  large hole for the pond, again lifting the soil into a large bucket that Marty held in his teeth and every time it was full he lifted it up and poured the soil out into the back of Emmanuelle’s truck.

Meanwhile baby Martina- Jilly had woken up and Gloria, Moira and Gillian were happily cuddling and playing with her.

It was hard and thirsty work digging in such a big hole in the hot African sun but soon they were getting down to level where they could pour in a concrete base for the pond, when Victor’s spade hit something hard and round.

At first he though it was just a large stone but it was very smooth and as he cleared the mud off it he realised it looked like a large egg.

“Look at this, it’s a bit odd” said Victor

Yes that is a bit strange” replied Peter “and look there are several of them”

With a bit more digging they managed to unearth eight of these strange large egg shaped rocks

After a lot of head scratching and different opinions of what they might be, Peter said that he had a friend at the Nairobi Museum and he would take the rocks there to find out what they are.

So Peter lifted the rocks into the back of the van and headed off to the museum.

“Typical” said Victor “Peter always finds a way to leave the hard work to us”

While Peter was gone Marty, Victor and Emmanuelle finished digging the pond they poured the concrete base in and after a little wait, to let the concrete dry (it dried quite quickly in the hot African sun), they poured the water in to make a lovely pond.

'Oh bustani yangu inaonekana ajabu' alisema Gillian 'asante sana, una kila kazi kwa bidii'  (“Oh my garden looks wonderful” said Gillian “thank you very much, you have all worked so hard”)

“Hakuna matata” replied Emmanuelle “ni jambo jema daima kusaidia marafiki” (it’s always good to help friends out”)

“Well when Peter gets back we are going to have a big barbeque party to celebrate our garden being finished” said Marty.

A little later Peter arrived back from the museum in a very excited mood.

“Those rocks were fossilised dinosaur eggs, and my friend is going to display them at the museum”

“Wow dinosaur eggs that is fantastic” exclaimed Victor, and they all agreed that it was a very exciting find.

The friends then relaxed in the newly landscaped garden and ate a large meal of barbequed food all washed down with lots of Gloria and Moira special fruit smoothies. Marty and Gillian of course just ate lots of their favourite food, fresh twigs and leafs from their new acacia trees.

After a while Gloria told everyone that she and Peter will have to go home to put Martina –Jilly to bed and everyone else agreed that they were all feeling tired after such a hard days work and will be heading for home.

“Kwaheri, asante sana kwa kazi ngumu yako yote” (goodbye thank you very much for all your hard work”) shouted Marty and Gillian as they waved their friends off.

“Time for bed I think Marty” said Gillian

“In a minute” mumbled Marty with his mouth full of acacia twigs and leafs.

“You’ll make yourself sick eating so much so close to bed time” scolded Gillian

As they were both very tired it wasn’t long before Marty and Gillian drifted off into a deep sleep.

A few hours later Marty was woken up by a strange scrapping and digging sound coming from his garden.

Marty couldn’t believe his eyes when he looked out of the window, as there in his garden was a large dinosaur scraping at the ground.

The dinosaur spotted Marty at his window and stood straight up and peered into the window, the dinosaur was as big as Marty’s house and had a large mouth with very sharp looking teeth, Marty felt quite frightened.

“Where are my eggs gone” roared the dinosaur

“But they are just fossils now” gibbered Marty “they are thousands of years old, my friend took them to the museum”

“What!!” roared the dinosaur “I want my eggs now” and smashed his head through the window, shattering the glass everywhere and sending Marty spinning back across the room landing on his bed sitting bolt upright.

Marty was very scared but then he heard Gillian’s soothing voice.

“Marty wake up your having a very bad dream, I told you about eating so many twigs and leafs before bedtime”

“Bbbbbut the dinosaur” gibbered Marty

“It’s just a dream” said Gillian now go back to sleep and in the morning we can see what new adventures there are for

Marty and Gillian the motorcycling griaffes

Saturday, 30 March 2013

The further adventures of Marty and Gillian the motorcycling giraffes Story 10 Marty and the Great Easter egg hunt


The further adventures of Marty and Gillian the motorcycling giraffes

Story 10 Marty and the great Easter egg hunt

It is Easter Sunday, but instead of having a well-earned long lie in bed, Marty and Gillian the Motorcycling giraffes are up at the break of dawn, because they have promised Mrs Wanijru, who looks after the watoto (children) at the local orphanage, that they would help hide some Easter eggs before the watoto wake up and have their traditional Easter egg hunt after breakfast.

Marty and Gillian had a quick breakfast of twigs and leaves, and headed off to the orphanage, Marty leading the way on his motorcycle and Gillian following behind on her pink motor scooter.

When they arrived at the orphanage they were met by Mrs Wanijru and Mr Rono (a very important government executive who works at the Nairobi state house)

“Hujambo Marty na Gillian ni `s nzuri kuona wewe, asante kwa kuja kusaidia, watoto wote kupata msisimko sana kuhusu Pasaka yai kuwinda” (“hello Marty and Gillian it`s good to see you, thank you for coming to help, the children are all get very excited about the Easter egg hunt”) said Mrs Wanijru.

“hujambo Bw wa Wanijru, yako mnakaribishwa sana Gillian na mimi ni furaha daima msaada kutoka nje, kama inafanya watoto furaha ” (“hello Mr's Wanijru your very welcome, Gillian and I are always happy to help out, if it makes the children happy) replied Marty.

“Well let’s get to work then” said Mr Rono “your friends Peter and Gloria are already inside getting the Easter eggs out of the store cupboard.”

“Ooh” squealed Gillian “have they bright baby Martina-Jilly with them” and rushed inside.

When she got inside she found baby Martina-Jilly fast asleep in her pram.

“Ooh she is beautiful” sighed Gillian

“Yes she is” said Gloria who had stepped alongside the pram “me and Peter are so lucky to have her”

The four friends and Mr Rono then took all the Easter eggs outside and Mrs Wanijru went to wake all the children up and make them breakfast, Mrs Wanijru also took baby Martina –Jilly with, so she could look after her while Gloria helped out with hiding the Easter eggs.

Marty, Gillian, Peter, Gloria and Mr Rono ran around the orphanage yard to look for good places to hide the eggs.  They put some under the garden shrubs, a couple of eggs were hidden in low branches of the orphanage’s tree and others were hidden in some of the outside toys and in the playgrounds slide, roundabout and few others were buried in the sand pit.

After the children finished their breakfast they followed Mrs Wanijru (who was still pushing Martina-Jilly in her pram) and she lined them all up alongside the wall of the orphanage wall.

“Watoto, Mimi nataka ninyi nyote kusema kubwa thank you, kwa Mr Rono, Marty, Gillian, Peter na Gloria, ambao wote wamekuwa wakifanya kazi kwa bidii na kuanzisha Pasaka yai kuwinda kwa ajili ya wewe” (“Children, I want you all to say a big thank you, to Mr Rono, Marty, Gillian, Peter and Gloria, who have all been working hard to set up the Easter egg hunt for you”) said Mrs Wanijru

“Asante sana” shouted the children very loudly indeed.

This made everyone laugh; Mr Rono then blew on a whistle and shouted

“Tatu, mbili, moja, kuanza kuwinda” (“three, two one, start the race)

The children let out a very loud cheer and raced forward to start hunting for the eggs. As the children ran around looking under and over things to try and find the eggs, Mrs Wanijru and the five helpers sat on a bench watching the children and tracking it in turns to cuddle baby Martina-Jilly, who giggled happily enjoying all the attention.

It didn’t seem long until there was a large pile of Easter eggs piled up in the middle of the playground , the children had fund them all.

Mrs Wanijru then got the children to line up against the wall so she could tell them all to take their eggs back inside to the dining room where they could enjoy all the lovely chocolate. But Mrs Wanijru noticed that one of the boys was missing.

“Children, does anyone know where William Koshi is?” shouted Mrs Wanijru.

None of the children answered and Mrs Wanijru started to worry, in 20 years of running the orphanage she has always known where the children are at all times.

“Don’t worry, he can’t have gone far” said Gloria “you take the children and Martina-Jilly inside to enjoy their chocolate eggs, and we will look for William outside.”

Once the children were inside Marty, Gillian, Peter, Gloria and Mr Rono searched the playground calling out William’s name.

Then Gillian thought that she heard something and told everyone to be quite.  Listening really carefully she realised that she could hear a faint sobbing noise coming from the roof of the orphanage, as she got closer she realised the sound was coming from behind the chimney pot.

Gillian stretched her long neck up to the roof and peaked around the other side of the chimney pot, to find a very scared and very upset little boy.

“William what are you doing up here?” asked Gillian.

“I thought there might be an egg up here so I climbed up the drain pipe and then I couldn’t get down and I was scared I might be in trouble”.

“Well it is silly and dangerous to climb on the roof, but I am sure Mrs Wanijru will not be cross with you, if you promise not to do it again, now let’s get you down”

Gillian called Marty over and told William to climb on Marty’s big head and hold on to his little horns so Marty could gently lower him to the ground.

Gloria took William inside the orphanage where Mrs Wanijru was so pleased to see him that she gave William a big hug and told him to go and eat some chocolate.

Mrs Wanijru came out to thank everyone for their help and told them they were all heroes. This made everyone smile.

And finally it was time to go home , so Gillian gave baby Martin-Jilly one last kiss and Marty and Gillian shouted “kwahari” (goodbye) and they climbed on their motorbikes and zoomed off for home.

Back in their little house Marty said

“Well what an exciting adventure that turned out to be, I wonder what adventure will be next for

Marty and Gillian the motorcycling Giraffes.

Saturday, 2 February 2013

Marty and Gillian the motorcycling giraffes Story 9 Troy the trucking moose pays a visit from Canada


The further adventures of Marty and Gillian the motorcycling giraffes

 
Story 9 Troy the trucking moose pays a visit from Canada.

 
Its Sunday morning and Marty and Gillian are having a lie in as neither of them are working today, they were both enjoying the lie in as they have been working extra hard recently, with Gillian having to cover extra shifts at the smoothie bar as Gloria Gillian’s boss and best friend , who has just given birth to a beautiful baby girl (Martina-Jilly) is on maternity leave and Peter (Marty’s best friend and boss)  keeps leaving Marty and Victor (the trainee window cleaner) to clean all the windows in Nairobi, so that he could spend more time with his wife and  new baby daughter.

 
Suddenly their restful morning was disturbed by some loud banging on the door

 
“Someone’s at the door go and see who it is” said Gillian to Marty

 
Marty climbed out of bed and grumbled

 
“Sounds like they are trying to knock the door down banging that hard”

 
Marty opened the door to find a very large animal with big antlers, wearing a large cowboy hat and a checked lumber jack shirt with its sleeves rolled up to show the creatures large muscles.

 
“Howdy Marty, you didn’t expect me to be at your door” he exclaimed.

 
“Troy? Troy the trucking moose, what are you doing in Nairobi” spluttered a surprised Marty.

 
“I had the opportunity for a few days of from work, so I thought I would jump on a plane and come and visit my good friends in Africa” replied Troy

 
“Naam kuwakaribisha kwa Kenya, (Well welcome to Kenya), come on in and make yourself at home.” Said Marty before shouting to Gillian that they had a very special visitor, all the way from Canada.

 
Marty, Gillian and Troy then sat down to large breakfast of twigs and leafs and had a long chat about what they have been all doing since they last met (at Marty and Gillian’s wedding)

 
Troy told them all about Kevin the Kayaking monkey (from Zambia) coming to visit him in Canada and Marty and Gillian told them about their good friends Peter and Gloria’s wonderful news.

 
“Oh that’s lovely I am so pleased for them” stated Troy “I would like to go and visit them and meet baby Martina-Jilly before I go home”

 
“Well why don’t we go over to Peter’s house this afternoon” said Gillian, who never misses the chance to go and see the new baby.

 
So later that day the three headed over to Peter and Gloria’s house, Marty on his motorcycle with Troy riding pillion behind him and Gillian following on behind on her pink motor scooter.

 
It didn’t take them very long to get through the busy Nairobi streets and they son arrived at Peter and Gloria’s

 
They knocked on the door and Peter let them in

 
“Do you remember Troy form Canada, he was at mine and Gillian’s wedding”


“Yes” replied Peter “how can you forget a trucking moose, Jambo Troy kuwakaribisha kwa Kenya, (welcome to Kenya)”


“Well thank you Peter, Mary has been telling me about your new arrival”


“Yes come in and meet baby Martina-Jilly, she is in the front room with Gloria”

 
Gillian was already in front room chatting to Gloria about the baby and bending over into the crib and tickling Martina-Jilly’s tummy with her little horns. This made the baby chortle and giggle.

 
Gloria made some tea and cakes for Peter and herself and fetched some twigs and leafs for Marty, Gillian and Peter and the friends sat around all afternoon talking about the baby and the different things Troy could do and see while he was in Africa

 
Peter the told Marty that he knows that Marty has had to work extra hard on the window cleaning round   recently and that he should take a few days off  from work to show Troy around Nairobi and other places in Keyna.

 
“Yes” commented Gloria “and the same for you too Gillian, I can get Moira to do some extra shifts at the smoothies stall”

 
“Oh asante sana” replied both Marty and Gillian

                                                                               
“I will need you to work at Mr Makushi’s transport yard on Friday afternoon though; there are too many trucks for just me and Victor to clean”

 
“I’ll be there” smiled Marty

 
Marty, Gillian and Tory then gave little baby Martina-Jilly one last cuddle and set off back to Marty and Gillian’s house to make plans for where they could take Troy and what they could show him in the next few days.

 
The next day Marty and showed Troy all around their home town of Nairobi, including going for dinner at the Stanley hotel bar, walking through Uhuru park and shopping in Tom Mboya avenue.

 
Then from Tuesday to Thursday they set off for a few days camping in the Masai Mara, where Marty and Gillian introduced Troy to their family and friends.

 
Marty’s nice, Georgina, was delighted that Marty and Gillian had come to visit them and was very excited to meet Troy the trucking moose and sat quietly for hours listening to Troy’s exciting tales of his adventures he had had while driving his truck all over North America.

 
“Ooh Canada and the USA sounds like they are very exciting countries, I would love to visit them one day” squealed Georgina in excitement

 
“They are great places to have adventures in” replied Marty who then added rather seriously

 “But you know there is no place like home and Africa is also a wonderful place full of adventures”

 
Troy also really enjoyed seeing all the other very exciting African animals, such as elephants, hippos zebra and wildebeests; he even enjoyed watching (from a safe distant) a pride of very scary lions.

 
On Friday morning Marty, Gillian and Troy said there goodbyes to the other giraffes as they had to get back to Nairobi in time for Marty to arrive at Mr MaKushi’s transport yard in time to help Peter and Victor clean all the trucks.

 
“Kwahari uncle Marty, Kwahari Gillian, kwahari Troy, kuja nyuma kuona kwangu karibuni (come back to see me soon)” shouted Georgina

 
“Yes don’t leave it too long before your next visit” added Marty’s brother Gary

 
The rest of the giraffes nodded in agreement and shouted “kwahari have a safe trip home”

 
Marty, Gillian and Troy were soon zooming along the hot dusty roads out of the Masai Mari and heading back towards Nairobi.

 
When they arrived at Nairobi, Gillian told Marty and Troy that she was going to visit Gloria and baby Martina-Jilly and Troy decided to go with Marty to help out at Mr MaKushi’s transport yard.

 
Peter was very pleased to have an extra person or in this case extra moose to help out and soon Marty, Peter , Victor and Troy were hard at work cleaning all Mr Makushi’s trucks inside and out.

 
After a while Mr Makushi came out of his office looking very glum while talking to someone on his mobile (cell) phone.  After he finished the phone call, Peter asked him if everything is ok.

 
“Not really, Michael one of my drives has broken down on an important run, the breakdown service will go and tow the truck back, but I need to get the cargo delivered and by the time Michael gets back and changes truck it will be too late  as the customer in Arusha will be closed for the night.”

 
“Cant you send someone out with another truck and swap the load over so Michael can continue on his delivery”

 
“All my other drivers have finished for the day” replied Mr Makushi shaking his head.

 
“I am a truck driver” said Troy “I could take a vehicle out to this Michael help swap the load and get a lift back with the tow truck”

 
“That would be very useful, are you sure you don’t mind”

 
“It’s no problem or as you would say hakuna matata” laughed Troy

 
Marty offered to ride his motorcycle ahead of Troy to show him the way.

 
“Yeah anything to get out of cleaning the trucks” laughed Victor

 
So Marty set off on his motorcycle with Troy following behind on his truck, as they moved through the city streets, Troy enjoyed letting off the trucks loud horn, and smiling to himself when the people of Nairobi looked in amazement to see a trucking moose.

 
Soon they left the city and were one the main Nairobi – Moshi highway, and after a short while they came along Michael’s broken down truck.

 
Marty and Troy pulled up beside the truck but could see no sign of Michael the driver, they thought this was a little strange as they walked along to the front of the truck and then Marty looked through the cab widows to see Michael lying across the seats fast asleep

                                                                                                                              
Marty knocked on the cabs windows and shouted

 
“Oi kuamka kichwa usingizi!  (Oi wake up sleepy head)”

 
Michael sat up with a shock and then saw Marty through the window, but h had to rub his eyes to ensure he wasn’t dreaming when he Troy too next to Marty, Michael ha never seen a moose before and especially not one dressed in a lumberjack shirt and cowboy hat.

 
“Oh it’s you Marty and you or what is your friend?” asked a bemused Michael.

 
“This Troy the trucking moose all the way from Canada, and he has driven a spare truck down here for you transfer you load into , so you can carry on with delivery to Arusha”

 
So Marty Michael and Troy stared to swap the load from the broken down truck to the new one, and although there were a lot of very heavy boxes, with Troy’ help it didn’t take long before they were finished

 
“It was very nice to meet you Troy and thank you for helping me” said Michael as he climbed into the cab of the new vehicle and set off to Arusha

 
“Kwahari” Marty and Troy shouted after him

 
“Your picking up the Swahili very well” laughed Marty.


By this time the tow truck arrived to take the broken down truck back to the yard, but as it was now getting late Troy decided to go back to Nairobi on the back of Marty’s motorcycle.

 
It was too late to go back to the yard so Marty and Troy went straight back to Marty and Gillian’s little house. When they arrived they found that Gillian had already arrived home from visiting Gloira and the new baby, and she had laid out a large dinner of the best twigs and leafs form the tastiest acacia trees.

 
They had a lovely dinner and stayed up long into a night talking about the days adventure.

 
The next morning it was time for Troy to catch the aeroplane home to Canada, Marty and Gillian rode their motorcycles to the airport to see Troy off.

 
“Well so long partners, thank you for letting me stay and showing me so much of Africa”

 
“It’s been great having you, kwaheri rafiki yangu, na safari salama nyumbani (goodbye my friend, have a save trip home” replied Marty.

 
“Well” said Marty to Gillian “that was an unexpected visit, that turned into another adventure, makes you wonder what other adventures lie in store for

 
Marty and Gillian the Motorcycling giraffes

Saturday, 29 December 2012

Further adventures of Marty and Gillian the motorcycling giraffes, story 8 Marty and Gillian's wonderful new years adventure


The further adventures of Marty and Gillian the motorcycling giraffes.

Story 8 Marty and Gillian’s wonderful New Years Eve adventure

Marty and Gillian are motorcycling giraffes who live in the big Kenyan city of Nairobi. Marty has a job working for his good friend Peter Ngono as a window cleaner’s assistant, while Gillian works with Peter’s wife Gloria running a stall selling fruit smoothies.

But what Marty and Gillian really like to do is to whizz around on their motorcycles and have lots of adventures.

As it is new years even Marty had finished his work early but Gillian had not started work yet, as she and Gloria are going to set up their stall in Uhuru Park ( a big park in the centre of Nairobi) and work all night selling smoothies to the crowd that will gather there to celebrate the new year arriving.

As well as Gillian and Gloria working at Uhuru Park, Marty and Gillian other friends, Peter, Victor (the trainee window cleaner), Emmanuelle (a farmer) and Moira (Emmanuelle’s girlfriend) will all be joining them at Uhuru Park later to join in with the celebrations.

Marty had agreed to go along with Gillian to help set up the stall because Gloria and Gillian wanted to put a big banner reading

“lovely smoothies kwa ajili ya kuuza”   (“Lovely cool smoothies for sale”)

High above their stall and of course Marty and Gillian are very useful when you need something put up high, as they can reach the top of the poles to the banner up with ease.

So after Marty had a quick wash and freshen up, they set of for Uhuru Park, Marty leading the way on his very fast motorcycle and Gillian following behind on her little pink motor scooter.

It didn’t take Mary and Gillian long before they reached Uhuru Park and found Gloria standing beside Peter’s van giving Peter instructions as where to put all smoothies’ equipment and boxes of fruit that he was unloading form the van.

Gloria can't help Peter carry the heavy boxes as she is expecting their first baby and is now quite heavily pregnant.

Peter and Marty helped Gillian and Gloria set the stall up and then Gloria took one end of the banner in her teeth and Marty took the other, Peter then pulled himself up Marty’s neck and sat on his head so he could tie that end of the banner to the tall pole an them Marty leaned across to the Gillian’s side so Peter could tie that one too,

“Oooh be careful up there” shouted Gloria

“Hakuna matata” laughed Peter “I spend most of my working day sat on Marty’s head to clean the windows on the tall buildings in Nairobi and I have never fallen off yet”

Once the banner was up the four friends stood back to admire their handiwork

“The stall is looking good, this should help to attract a lot of customer, we will be busy tonight” said Gloria

“Well you be careful and don’t work too hard” replied Peter “you have to take care of yourself and our little baby, it wont be long now before he or she makes an appearance”.

“Oh don’t fuss, I’ll be fine” smiled Gloria.

Peter then told the other that he has to go back to his window cleaning yard to some work in his office and that he see them all later on that night.

Marty decided to stay in Uhuru Park and wait for the others to arrive.

“Be sure your back before midnight to see the New Year in” he said to Peter.

 
“I will be” replied Peter before giving Gloria a kiss goodbye and jumping into his van and driving off

 
It didn’t take long for quite a big crowd to start gathering in Uhuru Park for the new years festivities and Gloria and Gillian were soon very busy selling there lovely cold smoothies to the thirsty revellers.


Marty decided to leave Gloria and Gillian to get along with running their stall and went off for a wander around the park to see what other fun things were taking place.

After a little while Gillian noticed that Gloria wasn’t looking too well.

“Gloria, are you okay?” asked Gillian

“No, I don’t feel to well and I am getting some pains in my tummy” replied Gloria

“Well you had better sit down and take a rest, you have probably over done it today, leave the stall to me for a while”

“But we are too busy, you can’t run the stall on your own” replied Gloria before letting out a load groan and almost bending double in pain.

“Gillian, Gillian, I think the baby is coming early” gasped Gloria, “you need to get Peter to take to the hospital”

“I will get Marty to go for Peter, he rides that motorcycle so fast it wont take him  long to get to Peter’s yard”

Gillian looked around the park and could clearly see Marty in the distance as his head and neck was sticking out way above the crowd, but with musicians playing, people dancing and children running around, the park was very noisy and no matter how loud Gillian shouted she couldn’t make Marty hear her.

“Oooh Hurry up please Gillian” groaned Gloria.

Gillian then had an idea and she bent down and pick up a mango from the box of fruit that was waiting to be made into smoothies, and with one mighty swing of her neck she threw the mango high into the sky.

The mango flew through the air above the head of the crowd and landed with a mighty thud against the back of Marty’s head

“Ouch! Who threw that?” said Marty with a very cross look on his face.

He looked around to see Gillian frantically beckoning him to come over.

Marty realised something must be wrong so he quickly ran across to the smoothie stall, making the crowd of people scatter out of the way, as they didn’t want to be kicked by a large giraffe.

“What’s the matter?” he gasped as he arrived at the stall

“Gloria is having her baby you must go and get Peter quick” said Gillian “Oh and the go to Emmanuelle’s farm and get Moira, I am going to need some help on the stall tonight”

“Oooh please hurry Marty, I need to get to the hospital”. Groaned Gloria.

Marty jumped on to his motorcycle and weaved his way through the crowd out of the park on to road, where he pulled back his throttle and accelerated at great pace and was soon whizzing through Nairobi’s busy streets.

At the windows cleaners’ yard Marty didn’t bother to get off his motorcycle instead he just shouted as loud as he could at Peter

“You have to get back to the park and get Gloria to the hospital the baby is coming!!”

Peter stood there looking stunned

“Haya! haraka haraka” (!Come on hurry hurry!”) shouted Marty and Peter snapped himself together and grabbed! his keys and headed toward his van, Marty turned his motorcycle round and shot off to fetch Emmanuelle and Moira.

Back in the park a big queue of people wanting smoothies was gathering at the stall as Gillian was struggling to serve them all on her own and look after Gloria at the same time.

“I wish Peter and Marty would hurry up and come back” sobbed Gloria

“They will be here soon” soothed Gillian.

The all of sudden a loud beeping of a horn was heart and Gillian looked around to see Peter’s van slowly making its way through the crowd flanked by Marty on his motorcycle on one side and Emmanuelle and Moira on Emmanuelle’s  motorcycle on the other side.

“They’re here they’re here” shouted Gillian

Peter parked the van and jumped out at and ran to Gloria

“Oh my love, are you ok?” he said giving Gloria a big hug and a kiss.

“Yes but we have to get the hospital quickly” replied Gloria

Gillian and Moira helped Gloria into the van and made Peter promise to look after her and to phone them as soon as there was news”

“Bahati nzuri” (“Good luck”) they al shouted as Peter and Gloria drove away.

“Its going to be a long evening waiting to hear any news” sighed Gillian before she went back to serving the queue of thirsty party goers at the smoothies stall.

“We will soon get the queue down with two of us working together “smiled Moira.

Later in the evening Victor (the trainee window cleaner) joined the others in the park to enjoy the new years festivities, but what they al really wanted was to hear some news form Peter and Gloria.

As the time was nearing midnight the crowd fell silent as one of the announcers from one of main stages in the park started the count one down

10, 9, 8

With that a text message came through to Emmanuelle’s phone which he read out to the others excitedly

“Baby Martina Jilly Ngono born at 11:50 pm Mother and baby doing great”

“Yippee a baby girl” shouted Gillian and Moira

And with that the announcer shouted “midnight! Heri ya mwaka mpya” (“happy new year”) and with a big bang, spectacular fireworks started to fill the night sky

“Well” said Gillian to Marty “that was an exciting end to an exciting year”

“Yes” replied Marty “and I bet 2013 will bring a lot more exciting adventures for

 
Marty and Gillian the motorcycling giraffes