Pinocchio under the sea

by Gemma Mongiardini-Rembadi

All Pinocchio could do was to struggle on the sand.

“Well, will you tell me what the matter is?”

“I can’t.... I don’t know.... I’m dead.”

“Who has hurt you?”

“Some one has killed me.”

“Who?”

“Fire ants! Oh! Oh!” screamed Pinocchio.

But by this time the marionette was beginning to feel better. He opened his eyes and looked at the dolphin.

Well! did you ever see a jumping jack come suddenly out of his box when the box is opened? In just the same way did Pinocchio jump to his feet when he recognized Tursio’s servant. His pain was forgotten.

“Globicephalous! Oh, Globicephalous! How glad I am to see you!” he cried, and running up to the dolphin, he hugged him wildly. Or, at least, he tried to do so, for his wooden arms did not go very far around the dolphin’s neck.