The Baby Giraffe that Grew Older (eBook)
50 Seiten
Kelly Johnson (Verlag)
9783691114676 (ISBN)
Talented artist and writer that enjoys creating products that people enjoy.
Chapter 1: A Wobbly Beginning
In the golden heart of the African grasslands, where the sun kissed the earth with a gentle, welcoming warmth, a new life came into the world.
The air was still cool from the night, but the first rays of the morning sun were beginning to stretch over the land, painting everything in soft shades of gold and amber. The grasses, tall and swaying in the breeze, seemed to dance in the light, and the distant mountains stood like silent sentinels, their peaks veiled in the early mist. It was here, in this vast and timeless place, that Tamu, a tiny baby giraffe, blinked his big brown eyes into the bright, dazzling light of his very first day.
His coat, a soft patchwork of tan and creamy white spots, shimmered in the sunlight, a beautiful blend of earth and sky.
The spots on his fur were irregular but perfectly placed, like a unique constellation across his young body.
Tamu’s legs, impossibly long and spindly, seemed to have a life of their own. They bent awkwardly, and with every movement, they seemed to stretch farther than he could control. His body was gangly and new, as if the world itself hadn’t yet realized how big he would become.
But for now, Tamu was small, fragile, and full of wonder as he lay on the soft, dry earth, soaking in the world around him.
The grass beneath him felt cool and slightly damp with the morning dew, the scent of the earth still heavy with the sweetness of overnight rains.
The air smelled fresh, tinged with the scent of wildflowers and the deep, musky fragrance of the savanna.
As Tamu lay there, the world was alive with new sounds that filled his ears — the distant rumble of elephants moving slowly through the tall grasses, their heavy footsteps vibrating through the ground; the delicate chirping of tiny birds fluttering through the trees above; the buzzing of insects darting in the warm breeze, flitting from flower to flower. In the distance, a lion’s roar could be heard, deep and powerful, though it was far away, and Tamu knew it was a sound that was not for him just yet.
But above all, there was the comforting sound of Mama Giraffe’s low, soothing hum. Her deep, rhythmic hum filled Tamu’s ears, gentle and familiar, like a lullaby woven from the very heart of the grasslands.
It was the sound of love, safety, and the deep connection between mother and child.
Tamu turned his head slowly to see Mama Giraffe, her towering form standing protectively over him.
She looked down at him with kind eyes, her long neck curving gracefully as she gazed at her newborn son.
She nuzzled his tiny form with her nose, her touch tender and warm. “You’re safe, little one,” Mama Giraffe whispered, her voice as soft as the breeze. “Take your time.”
Tamu blinked in response, his wide brown eyes taking in everything — the stretch of the endless grasslands, the towering trees, and the distant shape of his herd gathered just beyond the tree line.
He felt the warmth of the sun on his back, the earth beneath him solid and comforting, but he also felt an incredible pull inside him — a desire to stand, to move, to be part of the world that was already so big and full of life.
Mama Giraffe’s reassuring words echoed in his mind, and he felt a flicker of determination stir inside him.
With a gentle breath, Tamu shifted his weight, trying to lift himself up onto his spindly legs. His front legs shot out awkwardly in opposite directions, and his back legs tangled underneath him in a confusing mess of limbs.
For a moment, he wobbled, his body lurching one way and then the other, as if the world itself was spinning around him.
Everything felt too big, too fast, too unfamiliar.
And then, before he could even catch his balance, Tamu crumpled onto the ground, his legs collapsing beneath him like a tower of sticks.
He lay in a soft heap on the earth, blinking his big brown eyes in a mixture of confusion and wonder.
For a moment, the world seemed to slow, and all he could do was stare up at the clear blue sky, where fluffy clouds drifted lazily above him.
The scent of dry grass and warm earth filled his nose, and somewhere nearby, he heard a cricket singing its cheerful song.
The sound was quiet, almost like a secret, and Tamu felt a strange comfort in it, as if the world around him was speaking in soft whispers meant just for him.
Mama Giraffe, standing just a few steps away, looked down at her son with a gentle smile. She stepped closer, her hooves sinking softly into the earth, and lowered her long neck to nuzzle him again.
“You’ll get there, little one,” she said, her voice full of patience and love. Tamu looked up at her, his eyes filled with both uncertainty and curiosity. “I want to stand,” he said softly, though his voice was still small and unsure.
Mama Giraffe’s eyes sparkled with affection as she knelt down beside him, her gaze full of understanding.
“I know you do, Tamu. But remember, everything takes time. You have your whole life ahead of you, and every day is a new chance to grow.”
She gave him one last nudge with her nose, and Tamu could feel her warmth, her strength, radiating through her touch.
Tamu, still lying on the cool ground, blinked again, and this time, he felt something else stir inside him — not just the desire to stand, but the quiet knowledge that he would try again, and again, and again.
The world was big, and his legs were long, but he had the time and the space to grow. With a deep breath, Tamu gathered his strength.
It might take time, but one step at a time, he would find his way. He could feel the pull of the world around him, the whisper of adventure calling to him from beyond the horizon.
And so, with that quiet, steady resolve, he prepared to try once more.
But Tamu was determined. He knew that he couldn’t stay on the ground forever, no matter how wobbly his legs felt.
The world around him was so vast, so full of possibilities — and he, a small, unsteady giraffe, was ready to take his first steps into it.
With a deep breath, he placed one shaky hoof beneath him, feeling the cool, firm earth beneath his soft, spindly leg.
It felt strange — like the ground was too far away, as if he didn’t quite belong to it yet. He placed another hoof, and then another, each one a small victory, though they trembled under his weight.
His legs felt like they might snap at any moment, each muscle straining with the effort of lifting his body.
The air was thick with the sounds of the savanna — the distant calls of birds, the rustle of the tall grasses swaying in the breeze, and the soft hum of Mama Giraffe’s voice. But all that Tamu could focus on was the overwhelming sensation of his legs buckling under him.
For a heart-stopping second, he almost toppled over again. His front legs shot out to the sides, his back legs folded beneath him, and his body seemed to sway like a tree in a storm.
Tamu’s big brown eyes widened in fear, and his heart raced in his chest. But then — just as he felt the earth rushing up to meet him — a sudden, unexpected surge of strength coursed through his body.
With a final, desperate push, he caught himself, his legs trembling but holding firm. His body shuddered as if he had fought against something too big to comprehend, and for a moment, he stood still, his heart pounding in his chest.
Mama Giraffe, standing just a few steps away, watched with quiet pride and unwavering patience.
Her soft, golden eyes never left him, and Tamu could feel her strength like a steady wind at his back.
Around them, the other members of the giraffe herd gathered at a respectful distance, their graceful forms silhouetted against the sky.
They were quiet, observing, but their presence was comforting. The elders nodded to one another, and some of the younger giraffes made soft murmurs of encouragement — a quiet chorus that helped fill Tamu with confidence. Above them, the bright African sky stretched endlessly, a brilliant blue dome over their heads. In the far distance, a herd of wildebeests grazed lazily by the water’s edge, and a flock of bright pink flamingos took to the sky, their wings glinting in the morning sun. Tamu could hear the rustling of their feathers as they flew past, and he felt a strange sense of wonder. The world was so much bigger than he had ever realized.
Finally, with a great effort and a tiny grunt, Tamu stood, his legs quivering beneath him as if they were made of twigs.
He swayed back and forth like a leaf in the wind, his long neck dipping and bobbing with each movement.
Every part of him felt strange, like he was a new puzzle still being put together — his legs too long, his neck too high, his body too thin.
It was as if he didn’t yet know where he ended and the world began, his senses still adjusting to the vastness of it all.
The wind brushed gently through his spots, making him shiver, and he realized just how exposed he felt.
But despite the discomfort and the uncertainty, Tamu felt something else too — a quiet, steady thrill.
He had done it.
He was standing.
He was part of this vast, living world.
And that realization filled him with more hope than he had ever known.
Mama Giraffe, seeing his progress, bent her long neck down and nuzzled his face with the softness of her nose.
Her gentle touch was warm and reassuring, a steady reminder that no matter how uncertain the world seemed, he was never alone.
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| Erscheint lt. Verlag | 13.5.2025 |
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| Sprache | englisch |
| Themenwelt | Literatur ► Essays / Feuilleton |
| Schlagworte | Adventure • african savanna • baby giraffe • chirping birds • Comfort • Connection • Determination • Discovery • Elephants • Encouragement • Family • first journey • First Steps • gentle breeze • golden grasslands • growth • Herd • learning • lion roar • Mama Giraffe • morning dew • mother giraffe • natural world • New beginnings • new life • Nurturing • Patience • Perseverance • protection • Resilience • Safety • soft earth • Standing tall • Strength • Sunrise • tall grasses • tamu • Wildflowers • wildlife • wobbly legs • wonder |
| ISBN-13 | 9783691114676 / 9783691114676 |
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