Aldo in Arcadia (Part 2)

ALDO IN ARCADIA

One fine evening Aldo and uncle Emo were looking at stars through a telescope.

“Look, Aldo! There are some falling stars. Can you see them?”

“They’ve all landed in the wood. Come on, let’s go and look.

“Just a minute. There’s something else.” “It looks like a racket!”

“It’s a rocket-powered plane, and it’s out of control! Quick, get down Aldo!”

“The pilot’s been thrown out on to the ground. Are you all right?”

“I-I think so. Have you seen seven stars?” “Yes, they just landed in the wood.”

“Could you help find them, do you think?” “Certainly. Come on. Come on, Aldo.”

“You too, vacuum. You may be able to help.” “Good old vacuum!”

“Look at all these holes. The stars must have landed right here.”

“I can see one!” “And there’s another, and another….”

“And another. I think we’ve found all seven.” “Are you all right, stars? What happened?”

“We all fell down. But how are we going to get back again?”

“I don’t know. My plane crashed when I came to look for you.”

“I know, I’ll take you back on my flying vacuum cleaner. It’ll be easy. Climb on!”

“Where do you live?” “On the moon, of course.”

“I never thought I’d help to hang the stars back up in the sky.”

“Look Aldo! There’s your friend.” “It’s the man in the moon. Hello!”