Front Yards - English chronicle (crônica em inglês)

Chronicle # 3 English... Front Yards.

Woof!! Woof!! Good morning, folks!!!

(Dad) -- Good morning, my princess. What are you doing in the kitchen at six in the morning? You’ve already had breakfast. I think you’re in the wrong place, my dear!

Woof!! Woof!! I'm doing nothing. I may be in the wrong place. So are you, dad! We are both in the wrong place…

(Dad) -- I see. Let me guess. Should we be in the master bedroom?

Woof!! Woof!! No!

(Dad) -- Should we be in the living room?

Woof!! Woof!! Nope!

(Dad) -- The balcony?

Woof!! Woof!! Absolutely not!

(Dad) - I don’t get it! Where should we be, Gaby?

Woof!! Woof!! -- In our front yard…

(Dad) - What? Have you lost your mind?? We live in an apartment. APARTMENT!! On the eleventh floor. It’s not a penthouse. It’s not the ground floor, either.

Woof!! Woof!! -- Think out of the box, dad!

(Dad) - No idea. I give up! The only thing I know is that we don’t have a garden…!

Woof!! Woof!! -- You’re right! We don’t have one. We have TWO gardens!!

(Dad) - How come?? Are you crazy??

Woof!! Woof!! Absolutely not!! We have Bessa beach. That makes one. We also have Manaíra beach. That makes two. Two espetacular, wonderful, magnificent front yards!!

(Dad) - Well, I didn’t see that coming…So, are we going to Bessa beach or Manaíra beach?

Woof!! Woof!! It’s up to you!! This time, I will let you choose, under one condition.

(Dad) - Which one, my princess?

Woof!! Woof!! If we go to Bessa beach in the morning, we must go to Manaíra beach in the afternoon. Or vice-versa.

(Dad) - Why can’t we go to the same place twice on the same day, princess?

Woof!! Woof!! Because, just like humans, beaches have feelings, good ones and bad ones. And I don’t want to cause any kind of jealousy!!

(Dad) - All right, princess! It’s a wise decision… Bessa beach now. Manaíra beach in the afternoon…