Friday, 12 October 2012

The further adventures of Marty and Gillian Giraffe Story 6 Marty and Gillian and the lost giraffe

The further adventures of Marty and Gillian the motorcycling giraffes

Story 6 Marty and Gillian and the lost giraffe

It’s a lovely sunny Saturday morning in Nairobi and Marty and Gillian are out in their garden planting some trees.

“When these grow nice and tall they will provide us lots of twigs and leafs to eat” Said Marty

“Hmm I can’t wait, home grown food, you just can’t beat it” replied Gillian

All of a sudden a large white necked raven landed in their garden, carrying and envelope in his mouth.

The white necked raven put the envelope down and squawked

“Jambo, jina langu ni Wilfred na nina ujumbe muhimu kwa Marty twiga pikipiki” (“hello, my name is Wilfred and I have an important message for Marty the Motorcycling giraffe”)

“I am Marty the motorcycling giraffe” said Marty and he bent forward and picked the envelope up.

Marty opened the envelope and started to read the letter and as he did Marty started to go quite white (which is not a good colour for a giraffe) as the colour ran out of his face with shock.

“What is it Marty? Is it bad news?” asked Gillian

“Yes” replied Marty  “it’s from Geraldine (Marty’s sister), little Georgina (Marty’s niece) was told off for being naughty and now she has run away and she has been missing all night, and there are a lot of scary lions in the Masai Mara”

“Oh no we must go to the Masai Mara as quickly as possible and help find her”

“I have to go now” squawked Wilfred the white necked raven and he flew off into the sky

“Asante sana, kwahari” (“thank you and goodbye”) shouted Marty after him

“Come on lets go” shouted Marty as he leapt onto his motorcycle, so Gillian got on her motor scooter and off they zoomed towards the Masai Mara

Because Marty and Gillian ride their motorcycles so very fast, they soon arrived at the part of the Masai Mara where Marty’s relatives live.

The giraffes all looked very worried and Geraldine was crying and George (Geraldine’s husband and Marty’s brother in law) was trying to console her.

Gary (Marty’s brother) told them that Georgina has been missing since late last night and they searched everywhere for her

“She’s only a little giraffe and she has been out all night and the Masai Mara is so big with lots of scary lions in, we might never find her” wailed Geraldine

“Don’t worry love, Georgina is my little girl and I will find and I won’t let any scary lion get near her” said George

The giraffes agreed to split up and go looking for Georgina in different direction, but after couple of hours when they still haven’t found her, the giraffes met back at their usual spot.

“What are we going to do” asked a worried George.

“I have an idea” said Marty “remember my friend Peter had an idea to run air balloon safaris, well he still has his air balloon and if I go and ask him I am sure he will bring it here and fly above the ground and he may be able to spot Georgina from here”

“Great idea, now hurry up and fetch Peter” shouted Geraldine

So Marty jumped on his motorcycle and zoomed off back towards the big city of Nairobi.

The other giraffes waited anxiously and were delighted when it wasn’t that long before they heard the roar of Marty’s motorcycle approaching, following shortly behind by Peter, Gloria and Victor in Peter’s van

As soon as they arrived Peter and Victor go the hot air balloon out of the back of the hot air balloon and started to set it up.

Soon the balloon was fully inflated and Peter climbed into the basket.

“I’ll fly the balloon and tell Victor what I can see through our walkie talkie radios” said Peter

“You be careful in that balloon, lour baby will need his or her daddy when he or she arrives” said Gloria rubbing her tummy fondly.

The balloon started to rise into the air, and soon it was way above the giraffe’s head and looked like a tiny red dot on the clear blue Kenyan sky.

Everyone on the ground gathered round Victor’s walkie talkie radio listening for messages from Peter in the balloon. But sadly each message was just Peter saying that he hasn’t seen Georgina.

The suddenly with an excited crackle Peter shouted through the walkie talkie radio

“There she is, there she is!!! I can see her!!  She is down past some trees beside a small  river, she looks sad but she looks ok”  but then he added  “Oh no there are a bunch of hungry lions nearby, I’ll give you direction and you get hear as quick as possible”

Quick as a flash  Victor jumped in the van and started to speed across the Masai Mara with George, Marty and Gary chasing on behind.  Gillian and Geraldine stayed behind to look after Gloria as the Masai Mara is no place for a pregnant lady to be left on her own.

Victor weaved through the trees with the giraffes not far behind them and they quickly arrived at the little stream.

George saw the hungry lions and raced towards them kicking out his long legs and snorting

“You keep away from my little girl” and with Marty and Gary just behind them, the lions beat a hasty retreat, they will have to look somewhere else for their dinner today.

“Daddy, uncle Marty, Uncle Gary” shouted Georgina and she ran to the other giraffes “I’m sorry I was naughty and I am sorry I ran away, I was so scared”

“That’s alight little one” said George “you’re safe and sound now, let’s get you home to your mum”

By the time they got back to the giraffes; area Peter had already landed the air balloon and was starting to pack up.

Geraldine and Georgina were delighted to see each other and gave each other a big neck rub (which is the way giraffes hug)

Once Peter was fully packed up he told the giraffes that it was time for him, Gloria and Victor to go home.

“Asante sana for helping find my little girl” shouted Geraldine as they drove.

Marty and Gillian then said that they have to go and said kwahari (goodbye) to the giraffes and Marty said to Georgina

“You behave yourself now Georgina and stay with your family”

“I will I promise Uncle Marty” said Georgina

Marty and Gillian then got on their motorcycles and rode away towards their home in Nairobi to see what other adventures lie in store for

Marty and Gillian the motorcycling Giraffes