There was a small village in the mountains. And there were a few people. There was a small boy. He wanted to become a pilot. Always when he had some free time, he was looking at aeroplanes. One day his father, he was was soldier said to him "You can go with us to mountain by helicopter.We will go on a hill by helicopter and than we will ski down." The boy was very happy, because he could go with them. Thw day came soon and they went on a hill by helicopter. When they were very high the boy looked down and he was very happy. Soon they were on the top of the hill. The boy's father said "We can go down." And then they went. When they were in the middle the boy saw a snow avalanche. He shouted:"avalanche, go down, fast!" But two of them didn't escape. Then the boy's father called a lot of helicopters and said all that. In a few minutes there were seven helicopters. The boy never saw so many helicopters on one place.When they found two members of them, they were all happy, because they didn't die.
Five years latter the boy become a pilot. He was good and very famous pilot. But one day he flew and crashed into the lake. But he was lucky. He didn't die. He swam on the coast and built a small house. He had a small hatchet and matches. He made a fire every day, when there was a helicopter or an aeroplane. And two weeks laterthere was a helicopter that saved him.
Matej Podlipnik,8.a
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