There we go again, I've done the same than before... mmmh...? We are still on the ship? Yes... Pan rocks me, they're talking on a soft, soft voice... ugh, how they hurt, my eyes... too much light! I don't know how long we've been on the ship... I've fallen asleep... for, when I feel very good, I always fall asleep!
I hope that we're not going back home yet... it would make me furious to have been sleeping all the afternoon! But when Pan takes care of me this good... there's nothing I can do, I fall asleep!
I move my head a bit, I want to look through the window, and they realise that I've awaken and they say things to me. They say that I'm a sleepyhead... it's true! Pan kisses my face and says that we'll soon be there, and that I will have a great time there, and I give her the biggest smile in my mouth, because that means that we're not going back home yet.
Through the window, I can see houses, down there... houses like mine the ceecee, but much smaller. There, there must live very, very tiny people... perhaps I lived somewhere like that, with those miniature houses, before I had arrived to the ceecee. I can't remember of having lived anywhere else, but it must be, because sometimes mom says things like 'when the baby was not here', 'before we had her', 'when we were expecting her'... so I suppose that I have not always been in the ceecee... I must have been very, very small, and that's why I can't remember the things that were before I arrived. So maybe I lived in a place like this... in a small, small house... I came out from a machine like the ones in the ceecee, and I lived in an ant house since mom and dad came to fetch me!
What a beautiful houses, they even have little trees, and tiny flowers! Perhaps my cousin is living here already... he's waiting for uncle and Pan to come and fetch him, to have a dad and a mom... then, they better hurry, for, if not, he will grow very big and his arms and legs will come out through the windows! Aw, but uncle and Pan are too shy... they shouldn't be shy, big people. Uncle is always telling me that he wants to be a dad with Pan, why doesn't he tell her? If he doesn't, she'll never know! But he's too shyyyy... they should be parents, because then, they'd get married. And if they did, Pan would be my aunt Pan and as they would be married, they would always be together, and mom and granny would let me spend more time with them because, on Pan, they do rely.
Uncle pushes buttons, he makes the wheel spin and we start landing. He does it too slowly. One day it was fun indeed!, I don't know which button he pushed that made us start going down very, very fast! And his hair went straight up, like this, as if he was doing a handstand, but upside down, and I had butterflies in my tummy, and I guess that he had too, because we laughed for a long while, even after he stopped the ship and we got to the ground. And he asked me if I had liked the surprise, and I gave him a very big kiss to tell him that I had.
However, now he's descending slowly... I guess that it's because Pan's coming with us this time. My uncle is very funny, when Pan is with us, he always tries to have things very well done, so that she is happy... of course that, since he's a disaster, my uncle, he always messes up with something! Mom says that uncle, instead of hands, has feet. She's crazy, mom! But it's very funny! She says that everything he grabs ends on the floor, but that's not right. It is true that many times he drops things, or he makes them fall from their places, but he's carried me lots of times and I've never fallen. And he never drops Pan when he hugs her, though, of course, Pan has her feet on the ground...
He always does his bet to have her happy... and if he does something wrong, he says something funny, reddening hard, hard, so that Pan forgives him. How fool uncle is! Pan would never get mad at him, never!
We've arrived to the ground. Pan comes out, with me in her arms, and we wait for uncle to get the stroller out and play some magic again, making the ship back into a sweet...
Hey, what a nice place we've gone to!!! Look, there's a man selling balloons! He has every colour! And there they're making cotton candy, those pink clouds, can you see them, Pan? I want you to buy me some...! I won't get all dirty, I swear!!! I want a pink cloud!
They put me on my stroller and we start walking forward. Hey, hey, we're passing by the clouds! I turn back, I wished I knew to speak enough to ask for one!!! I point the clouds to them, they must understand me, they almost always understand me. Uncles smiles at me and caresses my face. He tells me that later, that when we're about to leave, that now I'd get all soiled. But it happens that I want it now, uncle... He tells me that I won't be able to do anything if I'm eating, and tells me not to worry, that they will buy it to me later. I turn around back forward, I can listen some music. How many people there is here, and how many colours! It's alright, I'll eat it later... there must be tons of things to do here and if I had the candy perhaps they wouldn't allow me to do them... and, since I always get so dirty, perhaps mommy or granny would come to bring me home to clean me! And I don't want that! There, there, I'll ask for it later, I want to miss nothing, not a thing of what happens here.
We go through a strange place, like a small house, and uncle gives something to a man that is in. Hey, that man must have got very happy, for, in change, he's given uncle some small pieces of paper... look how many people is here! And there are a lot of kids! Maybe this is the school... but it can't be, because the children go with school bags, to school, school bags just like the ones that the boys in Pan's classroom wear, and here there is no kid wearing one... everyone seems happy. Look, look, there are selling more balloons! Will you buy me one? Will you?
I turn around to ask them and I see uncle and Pan, they make me smile, because uncle is pushing my stroller and Pan is clinging onto his arm, as if she was afraid of falling... and they're looking to each other with thooooose faaaaaaces that they make eeeeeeevery time that they're thinking about marrying each other... I don't know what they're saying, because there's a lot of noise here and lots of music, but it must be funny, because they don't stop smiling. And they're so cute, aren't they? Let's see if someone thinks that I'm their daughter and tells them and they tell each other that they want to get married and have a cousin at once...
Uncle's just kissed Pan on her cheek. Hey, hey, uncle, I do want one as well! I turn around completely, I want him to give me a kiss, he's my favourite uncle! I mimic Pan's face when uncle kisses her, yes, the same she's making now, with a huge smile, the eyes glued to the ground, and reddened, and I must have done it very well because they both laugh and say nice things to me. They ask me if I like the place we've gone to. Of course I do, I always do, but what is it? Where are we? What will we do? I can't wait!
We walk still for a while, well, they walk and shift to push me. I have to turn around every once in a while, I don't want them to stop holding their hands, but, even when they shift, they don't lose contact. Now that I've got used to noise and music, I can hear them a bit clearer. I think that they're talking about the other time when they came here, it seems that they had a great time here, and that they got on lots of... stalls? I don't know what this could be, but it must be amusing, because they laugh... of course, that is what we've come here for, to get on stalls... I'm glad I didn't buy the pink cloud!, because I'm sure that they wouldn't have let me get on the stalls with it... and I don't want to stay here alone, without them!
We've stopped again in front of a sort of house like the one from the beginning, when we've got out from the ship. There are a lot of people here, kids and dads, and another kid like me on a stroller. I wave him hello and he smiles a bit, I think, though I can't see his mouth because of his dummy...
Hey, look, they hold me in their arms again! Are we going to go back to the ship? I don't want to go back home just yet, Pan, uncle!
What a scare! We're not going home. We're in a kind of... cup? Yes, like those milk cups but so big that the three of us can get in. It's very amusing! Uncle has me on his lap and Pan is opposite to us. They advise me not to move much, and tell me that I'll see how I like this. Hay, it was a ship, because we're taking off! Look, look, from here you can see the small houses where my cousins and the children that haven't gone to the ceecee yet live, too...!
Pan and uncle look at them, smiling. Perhaps they're thinking that it would be the time to go and fetch him already. They're holding hands again... they don't say a thing, and I look at uncle. He is making that face he always makes when he wants to say something and he's ashamed, and then he keeps silent... and he staaaaares at Pan... If I knew enough how to talk, I'd tell him not to be ashamed. Here no one can hear him... just the two of us, but it doesn't matter, does it?, because he's my uncle and Pan's his very best friend... though, sometimes, who makes uncle the most ashamed is Pan... Hey, I've had an idea of what to do when I'm older and I know how to speak properly in all! I've said it as a joke before, but now I don't: as uncle's not shy around me, he can tell me the things he wants to tell to Pan and, later, I tell her, for I'm not shy around grown people, the less Pan, who is my best friend...! But, of course, to do this I'll have to learn to speak properly before...
Very well, very well, in the end uncle's told her, without needing me to learn to speak before! He's told her that she's gorgeous... yes she is, indeed. Up here it's windy, and the wind moves her hair back, like this, as if Pan was running. And she's got her cheeks red, and her eyes are so, so black... She looks like a princess of the ones that are drawn on the books that granny or mom and dad sometimes show me... no, I know what she looks like, she looks like that drawing that uncle once did, when he drew Pan with her hair like this, pulled back, and he drew a pair of veeery, veery big white wings on her back, as if she was a bird... it was funny to see Pan with those wings! I'm sure that she would have also liked to see that drawing, but uncle has never shown her. Maybe he's afraid that she might get annoyed because she seems a bird... but birds are cute! I like them!
We go up and down. This is like a wheel. The kids' houses hide behind a mountain when we go down, and they appear again when we go up. And Pan and uncle have said that they're very well when they're together, not stopping smiiiiiiiiling, smiiiiiiiiling... I'm very well with them too. I wished I could tell them, but they understand me, they almost always understand me.
We go down the cup when the wheel stops spinning, it must have got tired, and they put me on my stroller again. The child with a dummy is not here anymore. He must have gone into the wheel, too. It's a pity that it has got tired, if not, he'd see the small houses...
This place is huge. We've passed by some ships that went over a railway like for a train, and that were very, very fast... but Pan and uncle mustn't have liked much, because they haven't stopped, though I'd have liked to try it... We have stopped, though, opposite to a kind of train that was much, much slower than the ships, but it's been very amusing as well because uncle has got on it with me and he almost could get in the train, his legs are too long, and his head was too up... but he's got on it to hug me while Pan took a photograph of us. Later, she's said that she'd put the picture in her bedroom, on the wall, and I want this photo too! This one and another one too, where there are both of them kissing each other, that's when I like them the most; they could lend me the camera and I'd take it, and, later, mom hangs it on my wall... My wall is pretty boring, because there's only one photograph of me, when I was much smaller, and I'm pretty ugly because I am very red and with my eyes closed and it doesn't really seem to be me, though mom once told me that that baby was me when I arrived in the ceecee... That's why I want a photograph from uncle and Pan, because they're very nice and they'd look cute and I love them a lot, uncle and Pan.
We've stopped again, this time opposite a building. Here there are no kids like before, I look for the child with the dummy, but here there are nothing but grown ones. There are no cups either, nor wheel, nor train. Only a rather weird building, painted in purple and pink, with a dark black mouth, as if it was a tunnel. By now we don't go closer, Pan and uncle are talking, they smile, but they seem as if they didn't know what to do. They say that perhaps I don't like it. Hey, sure I will! They must know that I always like the things we do together! Yes, they know it, because now they're saying that, in fact, we can get on this stall because it's a very calm one... and then they say that there are not many calm stalls around, calm enough for me to get on. In the end, uncle says, do you want to mount?, and Pan answers that she does. You sure?, he asks again. I laugh, uncle's a mess, I don't know if he's deaf or else, but he always makes people repeat things lots of times. Mom doesn't like this, though mom hardly likes anything in uncle, but I find it very funny. He always asks 'sure?, sure?, sure?', specially to Pan...
So we'll get into this tunnel... it seems to be dark inside. It won't be scary, will it?