[ENG – ESP] Tom, the puffin who wanted to fly

Frailecillo, is a beautiful bird that lived in the northwest of Atlantis, his name is Tom, but he had a big problem, he felt that he was different from the others, every day Frailecillo met with the other birds that lived in that community, they worked, they looked for food, they looked after their families, They worked, looked for food, took care of their families, but puffin spent hours looking at the coast, his mind wandered imagining that he could fly and fly through the clouds of that place, it was such a strong desire that made him dream, his heart was overflowing with happiness and he felt between his wings, the cold air of Atlantis. Tom did not know what was wrong with him and felt bad, for not being happy in his community, for not being like the others, unfortunately, although he was a very agile bird, he did not progress in his work and was always distracted, Tom was always a source of complaints and mockery, His companions, other birds, ignored him, his friends thought he was crazy, but nothing stopped Tom, he always took advantage of any break to go to the coast, he opened his wings, closed his eyes and imagined he could fly.

What puffin did not know, was that he is a bird different from the others, different from all the birds that existed in that place, since he was very young he arrived to the northwest of Atlantis, but when his parents took flight, he could not fly, he had a broken wing and unfortunately he had to stay, the attentive penguins gave him food and their love, but they never told him the truth, they never told him about his origin and Puffin grew up as just another penguin, he knew he had different traits, but he ignored them, in the same way all penguins are not the same, it was hard for him to adapt to live like the others, in his heart there was a fire that made him long for freedom.

For a long time Tom tried to be like the others, but his attempts did not satisfy him personally, he ended up depressed and wanting to cry, the beautiful puffin, stopped seeing the meaning of life, he no longer imagined, no longer dreamed, his sadness marked his face, now for his companions he was no longer a madman, now they called him a sad clown.

One day Tom decided to return to the coast, he opened his wings to feel the air and a huge gust of wind surprised him, lifted him up and made him float, desperate Tom the puffin began to flap and realized that unlike his companions he could stay in the air, unfortunately the landing was not the best and he was left with many scratches and bumps, but his heart jumped with joy, that day he did not sleep, thinking about what he had lived, the next morning, he got up and said: today if I'm going to fly! He launched himself from the highest point of the coast, starting to flap his wings, until he could fly, his companions were surprised and began to look at him with respect.

Now his companions called him Tom the bird that could fly, but the story does not end there, because Tom still had in his heart the need to cross the Atlantic, it was something he could not explain, an instinct perhaps, without thinking much, Tom undertook his journey, thinking he was going to die, crossing the Atlantic was crazy and more for him, he was learning to fly, but nothing stopped him, he kept flying until his body could not take it anymore, finally in the distance he saw a beautiful island and thought he could rest there, but he noticed that there were many birds on it, Tom slowed down his flight and decided to land, being already on the ground the other birds told him: "Buddy, where are you coming from? Tom did not know what to explain to them, he just followed the instructions he was given, which was to rest all night.

The next morning all the puffins were ready to fly, they started their journey and Tom felt full of happiness, he was being what he wanted to be, he felt free and powerful flying over that place, finally they arrived to an island, where they met again with many relatives and although that was not their goal, Tom found his mother, he did not know her and he was not looking for her, but she, when she saw him, she hugged him and told him: I knew that sooner or later you were going to arrive! I never lost hope of seeing you again, they both cried a lot and Tom's mother introduced him to the whole family, what a great happiness for this little puffin, he received more than he expected for daring to fight.

El Frailecillo, es una hermosa ave que vivía en el noroeste de la Atlántida, su nombre es Tom, pero tenía un gran problema, el sentía que era diferente a los demás, todos los días Tom se encontraba con las otras aves que vivían en aquella comunidad, trabajaban, buscaban el alimento, atendían a sus familias, pero Tom pasaba horas enteras mirando la costa, su mente divagaba imaginando que podía volar y surcar las nubes de aquel lugar, era un deseo tan fuerte, que lo hacía soñar, su corazón rebosaba de felicidad y sentía entre sus alas, al aire frio de la Atlántida. Tom no sabía que pasaba con él y se sentía mal, por no ser feliz en su comunidad, por no ser como los demás, lastimosamente aunque era un ave muy ágil, no progresaba en su trabajo y siempre estaba distraído, Tom era siempre motivo de quejas y de burlas, y su conversación estaba dirigida en poder volar la Atlántida. Sus compañeros, otras aves, lo ignoraban, sus amigos pensaban que estaba loco, pero a Tom nada lo detenía, siempre aprovechaba cualquier receso para ir a la costa, abría sus alas, cerraba sus ojos e imaginaba que podía volar.

Lo que Tom no sabía, es que era un ave diferente a las demás, diferente a todas las aves que existían en aquel lugar, desde muy pequeño llego al noroeste de la Atlántida, pero cuando sus padres alzaron el vuelo, él no pudo volar, tenía una ala rota y lastimosamente se tuvo que quedar. Los pingüinos atentos le dieron comida y su amor, pero nunca le contaron la verdad, nunca le hablaron de su origen y el frailecillo creció como un pingüino más, él sabía que tenía rasgos diferentes, pero los ignoraba, de igual forma todos los pingüinos, no son iguales, le costó mucho adaptarse a vivir como los demás, en su corazón rebosaba un fuego, que lo hacía añorar la libertad.

Por mucho tiempo Tom, trato de ser como los demás, pero sus intentos no lo satisfacían en forma personal, terminaba deprimido y con ganas de llorar, el hermoso Frailecillo, dejo de verle el sentido a la vida, ya no imaginaba, ya no soñaba, su tristeza marcaba su rostro, ahora para sus compañeros ya no era un loco, ahora lo llamaban triste payaso.

Un día Tom, decide volver a la costa, abre sus alas para sentir el aire y una enorme ráfaga de viento lo sorprendió, lo levanto y lo hizo flotar, desesperado Tom el frailecillo comienza a aletear y se dio cuenta, que a diferencia de sus compañeros podía mantenerse en el aire, lastimosamente el aterrizaje no fue el mejor y quedo con muchos rasguños y golpes, pero su corazón brincaba de alegría. Ese día no durmió, pensando en lo que había vivido, a la mañana siguiente, se levantó y dijo: ¡ hoy si voy a volar ! se lanzó de la punta más alta de la costa, comenzando a aletear, hasta que pudo volar, sus compañeros quedaron sorprendidos y comenzaron a mirarlo con respecto.

Ahora sus compañeros lo llamaban Tom el pájaro que podía volar, pero la historia no queda ahí, ya que Tom todavía tenía en su corazón la necesidad de cruzar el Atlántico, era algo que no podía explicar, un instinto quizás, sin pensarlo mucho, Tom emprendió su viaje, pensando que iba a morir, cruzar el Atlántico era una locura y más para él, que estaba aprendiendo a volar, pero nada lo detuvo, siguió volando hasta que su cuerpo no podía más, finalmente a lo lejos vio una hermosa isla y pensó que ahí podía descansar, pero notó que había muchas aves en ella, Tom fue disminuyendo su vuelo y se propuso a aterrizar, estando ya en tierra las otras aves le decían: ¿compañero de que parte vienes? estamos aquí esperando a los que faltan, algunos amigos que tuvieron dificultades en el viaje, Tom no sabía que explicarles, solo siguió las instrucciones que le dieron, que era descansar toda la noche.

La mañana siguiente todos los frailecillos se dispusieron a volar, emprendieron su viaje y Tom, se sentía lleno de felicidad, estaba siendo lo que quería ser, se sentía libre y poderoso al sobrevolar aquel lugar, finalmente llegaron a una isla, donde se reencontraban con muchos familiares y aunque esa no era su meta, Tom encontró a su mamá, él no la conocía y tampoco la andaba buscando, pero ella, cuando lo vio, lo abordo, lo abrazo y le dijo: ¡sabía que tarde o temprano ibas a llegar! nunca perdí las esperanzas de volverte a ver, ambos lloraron mucho y la mamá de Tom, lo presento a toda la familia, que gran felicidad para este frailecillo, recibió más de lo que esperaba por atreverse a luchar.

La imagen de la portada fue elaborada por mi , a partir de dos imágenes de Pixabay

The cover image was created by me, based on two images from Pixabay

Separadores elaborados por mi en en PowerPoint a partir de una imagen de Pixabay

Separators elaborated by me in PowerPoint from an image of Pixabay