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- Herausgeber: Little Tiger Press
- Kategorie: Für Kinder und Jugendliche
- Serie: Little Animal Rescue
- Sprache: Englisch
- Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2019
Fliss loves animals and will do anything to save them! Join her on her adventures to save wild animals in danger. In the middle of a snowball fight, aspiring vet Fliss is whisked away to the Antarctic! Surrounded by penguins, Fliss marvels at the sight of these beautiful animals huddling together to keep warm. Then a snowstorm blows in, separating a chick and its injured mother from the group. Fliss is determined to return her feathery friends to their colony, but the icy waters are full of dangerous creatures and Fliss isn't used to the harsh environment. It's going to take a lot of quick thinking, and waddling, to reunite them… LITTLE PENGUIN RESCUE is perfect for fans of Holly Webb, the ZOE'S RESCUE ZOO series and animal-lovers everywhere!
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For Elise and Fleur, who love birds of all feathers – Rachel
CONTENTS
1
Cold Play
“It’s snowing! It’s snowing!” Ella was shouting so loudly that Fliss had to hold the phone away from her ear. “This is the best day of my life!”
“You said that last time it snowed!” Fliss replied, watching the thick flakes falling outside the window.
“Yes, but this snow day is going to be the best. We’re going to toboggan down the road and throw snowballs in the garden and drink hot chocolate.”
“And get wet bottoms again?” Fliss giggled, remembering how last time they had slipped off their plastic-bag toboggans and skidded down the road laughing.
“Maybe not that,” said Ella. “But all the rest of it, definitely! I’ll be over as soon as I’ve had breakfast.”
“OK, see you soon!”
Fliss grinned as she put down the phone and pulled on her coat, gloves and boots. She couldn’t wait to tell her neighbours, Kamal and Alisha, that Ella was on her way. They could all have a massive snowball fight!
When she opened the back door, the cold hit her face with an icy blast. She blinked away the snowflakes and stepped out into a world she hardly recognized. It was as if a huge white blanket had been thrown over everything. Thick snow had settled on the tops of the fences. Tree branches bowed under its weight. Smaller bushes were completely covered, so they looked like strange, lumpy white monsters.
Fliss hoped all the wild animals had found somewhere safe and warm to stay, because apart from the crunch of her footsteps on the fresh snow, there was no sound. It was all so peaceful. Almost too peaceful… Just a few minutes ago she had heard Kamal and Alisha screaming and laughing outside. Where were they now?
“Hey, Felicity!”
It was Kamal. He always called her by her full name.
“I’ve told you before – friends call me Fliss!” she said, still unable to see him.
“We’re not friends,” came the reply. “Not when we’re having a snowball fight!”
Suddenly – WHOOSH! – a snowball whizzed past Fliss’s head. It was an ambush! Kamal and Alisha had been hiding all this time, waiting for her to step outside. Fliss shrieked and ducked as another one flew by.
“Hey! Stop a minute!” she called. Two faces peered over the fence. Fliss quickly scooped up a snowball and threw it back at them. It broke apart in mid-air and showered snow over their heads.
Kamal’s eyes twinkled with excitement. There was snow on his nose.
“That’s it!” he grinned. “I’m really going to get you now! Come on, Alisha, make as many snowballs as you can. We’re going to win this fight.”
“Ella’s coming over soon. You’ll be in trouble then!” Fliss shouted.
“We’ll be two against two,” said Alisha. Pretty white flakes decorated her dark hair. “That will make it even.”
“It’ll be nowhere near even. Ella fights like an angry yeti!” laughed Fliss.
While she had been chatting to Alisha, Fliss hadn’t noticed Kamal picking up two more snowballs. They flew at her now, one hitting her ear.
“Oh, sorry, Fliss, did I get you?” Kamal grinned naughtily.
“Yes, you did,” Fliss said, pretending to be grumpy. “And I don’t like being wet and cold.”
“I thought you wanted to be a vet when you grow up?”
“What’s that got to do with being hit by a snowball?” asked Fliss.
“Well, vets have to go out in all kinds of weather. If you can’t take a bit of snow, I’m not sure you’ll cope with being a vet.”
Fliss wanted to be a vet more than anything and Kamal knew that. He was smiling, waiting for her reaction.
“I can take snow,” she said boldly.
“Take this then!” said Alisha, throwing a snowball that hit her on the forehead.
Fliss calmly wiped the drips from her eyes and held up her hand. “Wait right there,” she said.
“What for?” asked Alisha.
“I need my vet equipment to sort out a couple of wild animals – you!” Fliss laughed and ran to the shed at the bottom of the garden. She planned to get a shovel and a bucket so she could collect loads of snow and tip it over the fence and on to their heads.
Inside she found what she needed. She also found a fishing net, which would be perfect for catching snowballs and flinging them back – that would surprise them! Laughing to herself, she opened the door, ready to do battle.
A huge gust of wind forced Fliss to close her eyes. When she opened them, she saw snow-topped black mountains in the distance, glistening beneath the sun, and a steel-blue sea littered with what looked like scrunched-up tissues. Fliss’s face tingled and it was so icy cold that it took her breath away. She didn’t know where she was – only that she was a long way from home. Freezing and a little frightened, Fliss went back inside the shed and closed the door.
2
The Shed
When Fliss had got over her shock, she looked around and saw that the shed was no longer filled with plastic plant pots and Dad’s rusty tools. It wasn’t made of wood any more and it definitely wasn’t small.
She saw that she was in a hallway with a plastic floor. She walked down it, pushed open a heavy door and found herself in a large, brightly lit room. There were rugs on the floor and several large sofas. She spotted some binoculars in the corner and put a pair around her neck. Doors led to other rooms and there were small round windows looking out at the sea.
Where on earth was she? Fliss put down her bucket and fishing net and started to examine a long desk that held several computers. The machines were on and blinked with information. The first one had a document open on the screen. It read:
The New Captain Scott Research Station.
Survey to measure the effects of rising temperatures on the pack ice of Ross Island, Antarctica.
Antarctica! She really was far from home. She was at the South Pole! And those things that looked like scrunched-up tissues – they were icebergs! This building must be where the scientists live and work, Fliss thought as she looked around her. Although there was nobody here now. Maybe the scientists were out on the ice, taking their measurements.
Fliss’s fear melted away as her attention was drawn to a map on the wall, showing Ross Island. Most of the island was white and it had very few landmarks – just the names of mountains and peaks, and dots to show the location of various buildings. There weren’t many: there was a black dot on the west of the island marked “Shackleton’s Hut” and – aha! – a red dot below, which meant “you are here”. It showed she was inside The New Captain Scott Research Station. Right next door was another dot: “Captain Scott’s Hut”.
Fliss gasped as she absorbed the information. Shackleton was a famous explorer; Captain Scott was even more famous. He made it to the South Pole two years before Shackleton. They had trekked all this way just to see if it was possible. But why had she come all this way?
