Olaf and Friends. Yulia Vladimirovna Solodovnikova

favorite places. This is where I saw the whistle last time.”

      “Let’s go there!” said Olaf.

      On their way they started talking. The coon told Olaf that his name was Yessy and that he liked to wander along the forest looking for interesting items.

      “Ok, here we are! The Hill of Dawns and Dusks!” said Yessy.

      The view from the hill was magnificent.

On one side there was a river and a dense forest, on the other side—a little village with windmills and large fields where animals were pasturing.

      Yessy stood on a stump and said, “Every day I stand here and call for the wind.”

      “Let’s find the whistle!” said Olaf, who sat on his haunches. “Why did you try to find the whistle there? I don’t really understand it.”

      “I did not notice that I lost the whistle at once, and when I understood that I did lose it, I started looking for it in the grass under my feet and in nearby bushes,”

      Yessy jumped from the stump and looked into the grass from the other side.

      Soon Olaf heard the happy coon, who shouted,

      “There it is! I found it!” Yessy started blowing the whistle and pointed at the windmills and told Olaf, “Look!” The windmills were spinning and the village came back to life in the eyes of Olaf. “It is a truly magical whistle…,” said Olaf.

      Chapter 3. The Brave Hare

      The wind pleasantly tousled Olaf’s hair. It reminded him of sailing masts and the journey to faraway lands and sea adventures ahead. He decided to ask his new friend Yessy to join him, so he told his friend, “I am about to sail off for an adventure across the rivers, seas, and oceans. Right now, I am on my way to find some sailing masts in the pine tree forest. Do you want to join me in my adventure? We will have so much fun!”

      “And with my magic whistle the journey will be even more fun!” Yessy was very happy about the invitation and whistled so loudly that the trees bent because of the wind. “I know this forest well and can show you where to find some good pine trees!”

      They quickly reached the pine tree forest.

      “Here the pine trees are straight but not very tall,” said Olaf, who knew what to do, “Let’s go deeper into the woods—there we can find good pine trees near the river at the far edge of the bank by the sheer drop.”

      They walked faster and suddenly saw a strange looking bush. From a distance you could have seen that it was shaking. The friends decided to take a look at the bush but they did not know what was going on. When they came up to the bush, Olaf spread out the branches and saw a big hare. The hare was shaking in fear.

      Olaf smiled and bended toward the hare, so he could see him very close and said in calm voice, “DON’T BE AFRAID.”

The Olaf’s words worked their magic and the hare stopped trembling. With both ears up, the hare squinted one eye and asked, “Who are you?”

      “I am Olaf the Elf,” Olaf said.

      “Nice to meet you, Olaf. And I am the Brave Hare!”

      Both Olaf and Yessy could not keep from laughing.