Story 2

There was a giant living in Antwerp and he got friendly with this little girl. He didn’t have any friends until that day in February.
I believe it was a Thursday. He got up that day very early. He couldn’t sleep anymore and around 5am he decided to take a ride on his bike through the sleepy city. Antwerp is at his best around this time, awakening and rising. He decided to ride to the North the opposite direction of where he lived, the south. While riding on the Leien, the morning sun shone thought the trees on his face. He looked up, while whistling a good-morning tune when he saw something sitting in one of the trees. It wasn’t a bird!
“Hello Sir! Good morning!” A little GIRL hallowed.
“So sir this is just my lucky day, I ‘ve been stuck here for almost two days now and because of all the noise nobody saw or heard me screaming. I’m kind of hungry. Since you are a giant would you be so kind to help me down? Please? Pretty pretty Please sir!!!!!!”
The giant couldn’t believe his eyes. Without saying a word he reached out for the little girl and put her back on the ground.
“What were you doing up there?”
“I like climbing things, but I hate heights so I never manage to come down”
“Sir Giant, Giant Sir would you mind taking me to my granny? It’s Thursday and she always makes me pancakes on Thursdays and BOY I am HUNGRY now.”
“Yea Sure, no problem you can hop on the back of my bike if you want”
But instead of hopping on the back of the giant’s bike she climbed quick as a mousse on his shoulders.
“The higher you sit the more fun it is… the wind playing with your hear and the view… I M ON THE TOP OF THE WORLD!!!!”
The little girl screamed into the ears of the giant.


At that moment a strange looking bird came to sit on the little girls head. It was a funny sight: The giant on his small bike with on his shoulders the little girl and the bird on top of that!
“YOUUU looooook likkkkkeee a sweet sweeeeeeeety sweet girl” the bird said, “could youuuuouuuu help help me findddddddddingggggg my family y y y? I just remember that they live in the centre of Antwerp in some tree or was it under a roof or …??? I don’ttttt know it exactly” the bird adds sadly.

“First you should go where everything started; the riverside! There is a tunnel that’s goes under the schelde and somewhere in the middle of this tunnel you will find a small door… it is the secret door. You have to go thought this door and follow the very narrow tunnel under the city. Follow it until you reach another small door. Behind you will find a stairs. Go up that stairway. There you will find the person who knows everything and everyone! “
The little girl stopped talking and looked the other way. As if she did not remember in a split second she was telling the strange looking birds directions to find his family.
 
The bird couldn’t believe what he just heard. How could he go in a tunnel and then open doors and going up the staircase to find there someone he did not know but who would know him??? HE IS A BIRD!!! Can he not fly there? He flew away leaving the girl and the giant continuing their way to granny and the delicious pancakes.