Na początku naszego maila pragniemy was bardzo gorąco pozdrowić. Mieszkamy w jednym z najpiękniejszych miast Polski - Krakowie i chcemy Wam pokazać jak piękne jest nasze miasto. Zapraszamy Was na spacer Drogą Królewską, a przewodnikami będą nam królewscy rycerze zaklęci w gołębie.
Dear Friends from all the World,
At the beginning of our letter we would like to greet you very warmly. We come from Poland. We live in Krakow. We want to show you how beautiful is our city.
We would like to invite you to hike by The Royal Route in Krakow.
Pigeons will be our tourist guides.
English version of the legend:
We would like to invite you to hike by The Royal Route in Krakow.
Pigeons will be our tourist guides.
English version of the legend:The legend of Krakow's pigeons
Then one day, a Prince of Krakow named Henryk Probius wanted to become a king of Poland. It was, to be sure, no easy venture. What is more, he would have to make a journey to Rome to gain the approval of the Pope himself. Yet the treasury in Krakow was almost empty! There was no way that he could afford such a journey.
The Prince had just about given up all hope when one of his faithful knights brought news of one final place that he might try. As many people in Krakow knew, there was an old witch who lived in the wilds beyond the city - perhaps she could help him in his task? The Prince quickly explained to her his problem. She did not need much time to come to her decision. Indeed she would come to his aid and see that he travelled to Rome with all the splendour that was due a mighty prince. His trusted knights must not accompany him on his quest, they would remain transformed into pigeons until his return to Krakow. What on earth was he to do? He resolved to accept her harsh terms.The next morning the witch appeared in the great Market Square where the Prince had agreed to meet her. With a sharp glance and a swift gesture of her arm the knights were indeed transformed into pigeons. Up they flew onto the roof of St. Mary's church. And as they settled there, they dislodged a great shower of little stones. As each stone hit the ground it bounced up and turned into a spinning coin of brilliant gold. And thus it appeared that fortune was smiling on our Prince. Yet things rarely turn out as one might expect. And true enough, he became so giddy at his new found wealth that he splashed it about in a most unwise manner. At every town on his journey he frivolled it away on banquets and balls. By the time that he realized the error of his ways it was too late. He was so penniless that he never even made it to the Italian border.
And what of his trusted knights, one might ask? They still are waiting in Krakow for his Prince.
The Prince had just about given up all hope when one of his faithful knights brought news of one final place that he might try. As many people in Krakow knew, there was an old witch who lived in the wilds beyond the city - perhaps she could help him in his task? The Prince quickly explained to her his problem. She did not need much time to come to her decision. Indeed she would come to his aid and see that he travelled to Rome with all the splendour that was due a mighty prince. His trusted knights must not accompany him on his quest, they would remain transformed into pigeons until his return to Krakow. What on earth was he to do? He resolved to accept her harsh terms.The next morning the witch appeared in the great Market Square where the Prince had agreed to meet her. With a sharp glance and a swift gesture of her arm the knights were indeed transformed into pigeons. Up they flew onto the roof of St. Mary's church. And as they settled there, they dislodged a great shower of little stones. As each stone hit the ground it bounced up and turned into a spinning coin of brilliant gold. And thus it appeared that fortune was smiling on our Prince. Yet things rarely turn out as one might expect. And true enough, he became so giddy at his new found wealth that he splashed it about in a most unwise manner. At every town on his journey he frivolled it away on banquets and balls. By the time that he realized the error of his ways it was too late. He was so penniless that he never even made it to the Italian border.
And what of his trusted knights, one might ask? They still are waiting in Krakow for his Prince.
Laura, Paulina, Marcelina, Adam,
Aneta, Ewelina, Jarek, Mariola, Maciej
Aneta, Ewelina, Jarek, Mariola, Maciej
English version prepared by class IIa
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