Marty the motorcycling Giraffe Story 33 Marty and the bad men

Marty the motorcycling Giraffe

Story 33 Marty and the bad men

One day as they were busy cleaning windows Marty and Peter heard a very posh voice calling up to them

“Good afternoon, Marty and Peter and how are you both, on this fine day?”

Marty and Peter stopped work and looked down to see the posh lady, whose kitten they had once rescued, after he got being stuck on top of a tall building.

“Jambo, sisi ni nzuri sana! Habari gani?”  (Hello, we are very well! How are you?) Replied Mary and Peter

Marty and Peter stopped work for a few minutes to chat to the posh lady and to introduce her to Victor their new trainee.

The posh lady told them that her kitten has grown up to be quite a big cat and how she will always be grateful to them for rescuing him.

“Any way I must be on my way and let you fine young men and giraffe get on with your very important work”

“Kwahari” replied Marty, Peter and Victor as they went back to cleaning windows.

A few seconds later a loud scream filled the air. Marty, Peter and Victor turned around to see two bad men push the posh lady to the ground and steel her hand bag.

“Oy! Stop thieves” shouted Peter.

 A police officer, who was quite near, heard this and started to run to the scene of the crime, but the two bad men jumped on their bicycles and started to pedal away very fast and the police officer could not  keep up with them,.

Marty jumped on to his motorcycle and shouted to the police officer

“Get on the back of my motorcycle we can soon catch up with them”

So the police officer climbed onto the back of Marty’s motorcycle and soon they were whizzing through the streets, chasing after the bad men, while Peter and Victor went to look after the posh lady.

The bad men were still a head of Marty and the police officer when they turned into an old industrial estate with lots of disused warehouses; the two bad men jumped off their bicycles and ran into one of the warehouses to hide.

Marty stopped his motorcycle and the police officer got off the back of the motorcycle and went to look inside the warehouses.

“There are lots of different stairs to different floors in here” shouted the Police officer “I think they must have run and hid in one of the room upstairs, but I don’t know which one”

“I think I can help there” said Marty with a sly grin, and he sneaked up to the building and stretched his neck to start peeking in through the upstairs window.

He looked into the first  two windows but there was no one in these rooms, and then he looked into the third widow and saw the two bad men crouched down hiding behind and old store cupboard.

“They are in this room” whispered Marty to the police office

The police officer than ran upstairs and shouted to the men, that they were not to move and to lie down on the floor!!

This confused the bad men as they didn’t know how they could lie on the floor without moving!!

The police officer then put the bad men’s hand into hand cuffs and led them down the stairs.

“You will be going to jail for this” said the police officer “and you will not be robbing anybody in the streets of Nairobi again”

The two bad men looked very sad as the police officer took them away.

Marty picked up the posh lady’s hand bag and rode his motorcycle back to where Peter and Victor were looking after the posh lady.

“Oh asante sana” said the posh lady, when Marty gave the handbag back to her.

“You have all been so nice to me” she added “that I will take you all to the best steak house in town and buy you all a very big dinner”

So off they went to a very posh restaurant for their dinner. Peter and Victor both ordered the biggest steaks you could imagine, but as you know Marty doesn’t eat that sort of food and just had a big pile of his very favourite “twigs and leafs”

Mary enjoyed his meal and was very glad that he helped the police officer catch the bad men and get the posh lady’s hand bag back for her, and he thought that today was quite an adventure, but couldn’t stop himself from wondering what the next adventure could be for

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Dont miss next weeks story as Marty's year of ad ventures continues with story 34 Marty gives Emmanuelle a  big birthday surprise, to be posted on Sat 4th FEB 2012

Marty the motorcycling giraffe Story 32 Marty and the runaway truck

Marty the motorcycling Giraffe

Story 32 Marty and the runaway truck

As you know Marty the motorcycling giraffe works as a window cleaner’s assistant in the big African city of Nairobi.

Marty works with his very good friend Peter, the window cleaner, and with the Victor the trainee window cleaner.

One morning Peter left Marty and Victor working together on cleaning the windows as he had to go to an important business meeting.

Marty liked working with Victor, although Victor was sometimes a little excitable and over enthusiastic and Marty thought that he needs to calm down a bit before he could become a fully trained window cleaner.

“But he is a hard worker and we do get the windows cleaned quicker with his help” Marty thought to himself.

Later that day, Peter cam back to work and called to Marty and Victor to stop cleaning windows as he had something very important to tell them.

“Since young Victor has joined the team we have been able to get the windows cleaned a lot quicker than when it was just me and Marty” said Peter “which means we often have some spare time by the end of the week.

Marty and Victor smiled at the thought of the spare time they had, Marty likes to use his spare time by going for a quick whizz around on his motorcycle, while Victor likes to lie in the sun listening to music.

“Well” continued Peter “ have been meeting with Mr Makuchi, who owns a transport company, and by the end of the week Mr Makuchi’s trucks are all very dirty, inside and out. I have got a contract to wash and clean the trucks every Friday afternoon”.

Marty and Victor felt a little gloomy at the thought of losing their free time. But then Peter added

“It’s a good contract and it means that both of you will get extra wages”

The prospect of being paid more money certainly cheered Marty and Victor up

“When do we start the new job?” asked Marty

“This Friday at 1 pm” replied Peter.

On Friday, after Marty, Peter and Victor had finished there lunch, they al went to Mr Makushi’s yard. Peter and Victor went in Peter’s truck and Marty of course followed behind on his motorcycle.

At the transport yard, which was on the top of a very steep hill, Mr Makuchi showed Marty, Peter and Victor four very dirty trucks that badly needed cleaning.

“Victor, you start cleaning the inside of the trucks’ cabs” instructed Peter “and me and Marty will wash the outsides”.

Marty and Peter high powered pressure hosepipes to wash the thick mud from the outside of the trucks and then used their widow clothes to polish them and make the trucks very nice and shiny.

At the same time Victor worked on leaning the inside of the cabs out, first he took all the rubbish out and then  he started wipe down the seats, the dashboards and the inside of the windows.

As Victor leaned forward in one of the cabs, to clean the inside of the windscreen, he did not notice that he had put his foot on the handbrake leaver, pushing it down and turning the hand break off,

As he wiped the windscreen the truck started to roll forward, out of the yard and down the hill!

“Victor!” shouted Marty and Peter “the truck is moving

Victor was very scared and didn’t know what to do, as he doesn’t know how to drive a truck, so he leapt out of the cab and fell heavily to the ground

But the truck, with its floor flapping open, carried on rolling down the hill and started to get faster and faster and was heading in the direction of the children’s playground at the bottom of the hill.

As quick as a flash of lightning, Marty and Peter jumped onto Marty’s motorcycle.

“Follow that truck” shouted Peter and Marty revved up his motorcycle and shot after the truck as fat as he could go.

Soon Marty and Peter were alongside the truck that was now going very fast indeed and getting closer and closer to the playground where the children were happily playing.

The children’s mothers saw the truck and started to shout at the children to run away.

Peter stood up on the back of Marty’s motorcycle and bravely leapt through the open door and into the trucks cab.

Peter then slammed on the truck’s brakes as hard as he could.

The truck screeched and skidded and finally came to a halt just a few yards from the playground

All the mothers and the children rushed up to Marty and Peter and to thank them for stopping the truck and making sure they  were all safe.

“yako ni jasiri sana, wako ni mashujaa” (you are very brave, you are heroes) shouted the Mothers.

“Hakuna matata”   Mary and Peter replied modestly.

Peter then drove the truck back to the yard and Marty followed on his motorcycle.

Victor was waiting in the yard looking very embarrassed and rubbing his bruises, he got when he jumped out of the truck.

“You must be more careful” scolded Peter

“Sorry” replied Victor “I will be more careful in the future”.

“He has done a very good job, cleaning my trucks though” said Mr Makuchi, “you must have all worked very hard, I have never seen my trucks looking so clean,

It was then time for Marty, Peter and Victor to go home, and as he got onto his motorcycle Marty felt very pleased that he and Peter had been heroes and that they had stopped the truck crashing into the children’s playground, he was also very happy with his extra money he had earned, and off he whizzed in his motorcycle wondering what the next adventure would be for

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Look out for next weeks exciting adventure: story 33 Marty and the bad men to be posted on Saturday 28th Jan 2012

Marty the Motorcycling Giraffe Story 31 marty visits Peru part 2 Marty goes to the lost city of Machu Pichu

Marty the Motorcycling Giraffe

Story 31 Marty visits Peru, part 2 Marty goes to the lost city of Machu Pichu

Marty is on a very exciting adventure, Marty is climbing up the mountains in Peru to see the “Machu Pichu” the lost city of the Incas.

The first couple of days on the climb were very exciting and Marty got to fly in a paraglider before camping for the night on the side of the mountain,

Marty and his fellow adventures (Jean Pierre from France, Andy from the USA and Jean-Pierre from France) and their guide Manolito, were all up very early the next morning.

They were all very excited because today they were going to reach the top of the mountain and the ruins of the lost city of Machu Puichu.

After they had eaten their breakfast and packed up their tents, Manolito explained to them about the then hard day’s trek they had in front of them to get to the top of the mountain, and how wonderful a place Machu Pichu is.

It was as a long hard trek as the four adventurers climbed up the mountain through the clouds and by this time they had all become very good friends.

Andy told the others that back at home in Boston USA, he is a professional American footballer and plays for the New England Patriots and has the sporting nickname of the Birdman.

“If any of ever come to America, I can get you free tickets for the big game “Said Andy.

Jean Pierre informed the group that he runs a restaurant on the “champs Elysses” in Paris. “You get a great view of the Eifel tower while you eat your dinner” exclaimed Jean Pierre “and if you come to Paris the dinner is on the house”

“Well” said John “I be a farmer, back ‘ome in Zomerzet (Somerset) in England, and on my farm I do grow the best apples, from which I make the best apple juice in the world, which is wonderfully refreshing on a hot zummerz day mind, oohh arrr that it is, and you all be welcome to drink as much of it as you like.”

Marty thought it was great to make such good friends and that he could have some excellent adventures visiting all of his new friends.

After many hard hours of trekking up the side of the mountain, Manolito reached the top of a peak and called the others to hurry up and to come and see what was on the other side.

The four adventures rushed to the top of the peak and Manolito exclaimed.

“Behold the lost city of the Inca’s Macho Pichu!”

“Wow “shouted Marty in awe of the buildings below

“Awesome” exclaimed Andy.

C’est fantastique” agreed Jean Pierre

“Well stone the crows that be zum zite” muttered John.

Manolito then quickly led the four adventurers down into the city, where they could run around the old pathways, looking in the old buildings and imagine what it would have been like to be an ancient Inca tribesmen living in such a wonderful city high above the clouds.

As they were looking over a wall into one of the old buildings the four adventurers were startled by a large flapping sound above their heads, as a large bird landed on the wall next to them.

Andy, John and Jean Pierre all got quite a scare and jumped back in shock at the site of such a large bird.

“Hakuna matata” laughed Marty “It’s only Carlos the curious condor”

“Hola” said Carlos “I am always curious about who is visiting the lost city”

“You are always curious about everything Carlos” laughed Manolito

Andy, John and Jean Pierre introduced themselves, Carlos then shouted “adios” and flew off into the sky high above Macho Pichu.

After taking lots of photographs and properly exploring the lost city, it was time for Marty and the others to start the long trip down the mountain.

It was a long climb down the mountain and Marty was very tired by the time they had reached the bottom and there was just enough time to say goodbye to the rest of the group and a big “asante sana” to Manolito for guiding him successfully and safely to Machu Pichu and back down again, before he had to set off to the airport to catch a plane home to Africa.

On the plane Marty thought to himself that the trip had been a great adventure and he was delighted to have got to see Machu Pichu, learned to paraglide and had made some very good friends in Manolito, Andy, John and Jean Pierre.

But Marty was very glad to be going home to Africa as he missed his little house in Nairobi, his motorcycle and most of all he missed Gillian.

Marty was also sure that once he got back to Africa there would be plenty of more adventures waiting for

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Dont forget to check next week for story 32 Marty and the runnaway truck, to be posted on Sat 21st Jan 2012

Marty the Motorcycling GiraffeStory 30 Marty visits Peru part 1 Marty and Pedro the Paragliding Llama

Marty the Motorcycling Giraffe

Story 30 Marty visits Peru part 1 Marty and Pedro the Paragliding Llama

Marty woke up this morning in a very excited mood, He is excited because he is about to go on a very thrilling adventure.

Today Marty is flying to Peru (a country in South America) to go and see the lost Inca (old south American people) city of Machu Pichu, which was built high in the mountains above Peru.

Marty packed all the things he is going to need on the trip into his rucksack made one final check of his passport and aeroplane tickets and set off for the Airport.

Marty was very pleased to see that his friends, Peter, Gloria, Emmanuelle and of course Gillian were at the airport to wave him off.

“Kuchukuna huduma, na safari njema” (take care, have a good trip) Whispered Gillian into Marty’s ear and she gave him a little kiss on the cheek.

“Kwahari” shouted all the others as Marty set off for the plane.

It was a long flight to Peru, and Marty passed the time by reading books about the lost city of Machu Pichu.

When he arrived Marty stayed the first night in a hotel in Lima, the capitol city of Peru. Lima is a very big and busy city which Marty found very exciting, but sadly he didn’t have much time to explore the city.

“I must go to bed nice and early” he thought to himself “to make sure I get enough rest, before starting the long hard climb in the mountains to reach Machu Pichu”

It was quite a long bus ride to the beginning of the climb and because he is so tall Marty had to sit with head and neck sticking out of the bus’s window.

At the bottom of the climb Marty was introduced to his mountain guide (Manolito) and his fellow climbers, John from England, Andy from the USA and Jean-Pierre from France.

“Hola, bienvenida Peru “ (Hello and welcome to Peru) Said Manolito to the all the climbers and then he told them all about what to expect on their hard trek up the mountains to the lost Inca city of  Machu Pichu. Manolito made the expedition sound very exciting and Marty couldn’t wait to get started on this new adventure.

The first day of the climb, was very difficult as the slopes up the mountain were very steep indeed, but the four climbers all followed Manolito’s lead and soon they reached the spot where they would camp for the night.

While they ate their dinner that night (twigs and leafs for Marty of course) the four climbers talked about how exciting it will be to get to see the lost city of Machu Pichu.

 They all listened intently when Marty told them about all of his thrilling adventures

“Oh la la!” excalinmed Jean Pierre “I have never heard of a Giraffe riding a motorcycle or seen one climb a mountain before”

“Well I do like to have adventures” laughed Marty in response.

Soon it was time for the climbers to go to their tents to get some sleep before the next days climb; as usual Marty had to lie down with his head and neck sticking out of his tent and fell asleep counting the stars in the night sky.

Everyone was up very early the next morning as soon as they had finished their breakfast, Marty, John, Andy and Jean Pierre set off following Manolito up the mountains slopes.

After a few hours they stopped by some large rocks to have some lunch (yes you’ve guessed it, Marty had a big bag of twigs and leafs.)

While they were eating they could hear a group taking very excitedly in Spanish, from the other side of one of the rocks

Marty stretched his neck up to look over the rock to see what all the excitement was about. And there on the side of a very steep cliff stood a bunch of Llama’s.

“Jambo” said Mary.

“Hola Hola” shouted back the Llamas

“What are you doing?” asked Mary.

“Ware putting together Pedro’s paraglider” shouted one of the Llamas

“Pedro? Paraglider?” asked Marty

One of the Llamas (who was wearing a strange sort of crash helmet) stepped forward “Hola” he said “I am Pedro the worlds only Paragliding Llama”

“Jambo” replied Marty “I am Marty the motorcycling giraffe, from Kenya in Africa”

Pedro told Marty all about paragliding and how exciting it is to be able to fly above the mountains.

“Wow!” said Marty “I’d love to have a go at that”

“Well I have a spare paraglider, we could go for a fly now, if you have time” replied Pedro.

“That would be ok” said Manolito, who had been listening to Marty and Pedro talking “we are well ahead of schedule and everyone could do with a rest while you are paragliding”

“Ok let’s go then” shouted Pedro “but watchout for Carlos”

“Carlos? Whose Carlos?” asked Marty?

“Carlos is a condor (very large South American bird); he is a very curious condor, who often flies too close to the Paragliders, which can be quite dangerous” replied Pedro

Pedro and Marty strapped on their Paragliders and moved to the edge of the cliff.

“Geronimo” they shouted as they leapt off the cliff into the air and soon they were powergliding above the hills in Peru.

“Wow this is fantastic” shouted Marty “I told you paragliding was fun” Laughed Pedro in reply.

Then suddenly Marty saw a large shape in the sky.

“Look out its Carlos, Hola Carlos” shouted Pedro

Carlos was very curious to see who was paragliding wit Pedro and flew very close to Marty to get a better look.

“Whoa” shouted Marty as he nearly crashed into Carlos; he then started to spin out of control.

Marty was quite scared as he thought he was going to crash his paraglider.

“Hold on Marty” shouted Pedro “pull on the controls until you set yourself straight”

Marty followed Pedro’s instructions and after a bit of struggle, Marty managed to get his paraglider under control.

“Lo sianto, adios” (sorry, goodbye) squawked Carlos as he flew off high in the sky.

Mary and Pedro then landed back on the side of the cliff they took off from.

“That was fantastic and a little scary” said Marty “asante sana Pedro”

“No problemito” Laughed Pedro

Marty then said “kwahari” to Pedro and the other Llamas and rejoined the rest of the climbers, to carry on the hike towards the list city of Machu Pichu.

Andy, John and Jean Pierre were all very impressed with Marty’s paragliding but by the end of the day they were all very tired and quite happy to get into their tents for an early night.

As Marty lay down in his tent (with his head and neck sticking out of course) he thought about the  exciting day he has had and wondered what other adventures this trip would bring for

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 Look out for the next adventure for Marty in Story 31 Marty goes to Peru part 2 Marty and the lost city of Machu Pichu

Marty the Motorcycling Giraffe Story 29 Marty has a visitor from down under.

Marty the Motorcycling Giraffe

Story 29 Marty has a visitor from down under.

One evening as Marty was sitting in his little house in Nairobi, eating his supper (a big bag of twigs and leafs of course), he heard a strange sort of thumping or bouncing sound coming from his garden

“That’s strange” Thought Marty “It sounds like someone is bouncing up my garden path”

Ding dong went Marty’s front door bell

“Who can this be?” wondered Marty as he opened the door.

“G’day me old cobber” said the kangaroo, who was stood on the doorstep.

“Mikey—jambo jambo kuwakaribisha!” (Hello, hello, welcome) exclaimed Marty. (Mikey is the motorcycling kangeroo who Marty became friends with when he was in Australia)

“I told you I would come and visit you and here I am” said Mikey, “Well I am, very glad you have, do come in” replied Marty.

Mikey came into Marty’s house and they sat in the front room  drinking smoothies and telling each other of their tales of different adventures they had both  have had recently.

“You will have to show me some of the exciting places in Africa that you have told me about” said Mikey and he told Marty that he had read a book about Kenya and was particularly keen to see Mount Kenya and Thompson falls on the Ewaso Ng'iro    river that the book had pictures of.

“I can take you to those places, and I will also take you to the Masai Mara , where you can meet all sorts of African animals” Marty told Mikey.

“Fair dinkum mate!”  Exclaimed Mikey “that sounds wonderful

So the next day Marty and Mikey set off for a couple of days of adventure.

“First I have to go and tell Peter, my friend and my boss, that I am taking a couple of days off form work, it will be ok because Peter will have Victor the new trainee working with him.” Marty explained to Mikey.

Marty and Mikey climbed onto Marty’s motorcycle and soon they were zooming through Nairobi’s busy streets to get to Peter’s window cleaning yard.

Marty introduced Mikey to Peter and Victor and asked for two days off.

“Jambo Mikey kuwakaribisha Africa” (hello Mikey welcome to Africa)

“G’day sport” replied Mikey “it’s great to be here”

“Of course you can take a couple of days off Marty” said Peter “you and Mikey enjoy yourself”

“No worries cobber, we’re sure to” shouted Mikey

“Asante sana” said Marty

Marty and Mikey go back on Marty’s Motorcycle and soon they were zooming along the road out of Nairobi city.  “Next stop the Masai Mara” shouted Marty.

Marty rides his motorcycle very fast indeed and it wasn’t long before they were whizzing through the grassy plains of the Masai Mara. Mikey was very excited to see all the different animals as they whizzed past herds of zebra, wildebeests and gazelles and also a few very scary lions.

At last they came to a spot where a lot of giraffes stood around eating twigs and leafs from the top of acacia trees.

Marty introduced Mikey to his family, his sister Geraldine, his brother in law George, his niece little Georgina and his brother Gary.

“And this” said Marty with a little wink and a smile “is my good friend, the very lovely Gillian”

“Oh shut up Marty” giggled Gillian who was now blushing as red as a tomato.

Marty and Mikey stayed for a while with the other giraffes (who had never seen a Kangaroo before), with Mikey spending most of the time telling them about Australia, while Marty spent most of his time cuddling up to Gillian.

Eventually Marty told Mikey they would have to leave soon if they wanted to get to the bottom of Mount Kenya before it got dark.

 “It’s a long ride” said Marty “and we have to head north over the equator” This excited Mikey who had never been in the northern hemisphere (top half of the world) before.

“Top of the world!!” shouted Mikey as they rode past the sign that says “you are now crossing the equator …….this made Marty laugh very loudly.

Eventually they arrived at the foot of Mount Kenya. Mikey was amazed to see that thee was snow and ice at the top of mountain.

“Strewth” said Mikey “It looks very high, who would have thought there would be snow and ice in Africa”

Marty told Mikey that he saw even more snow and ice when he climbed Mount Kilimanjaro, which is even higher.

“You should climb this one too?” said Mikey, “maybe I will one day” replied Marty thinking that it would be an excellent adventure to climb Mount Kenya.

Marty and Mikey watched the sun go down behind the mountain and the stars and moon rise above it before deciding it was time to go to sleep.

They put their tents up and climbed inside, but as usual because he is so tall Marty had to sleep with his head sticking out of his tent.

Mikey didn’t sleep very well, as he lay wide awake in his tent for most of the night, listening to all the sounds of wild Africa, some of which were quite scary. The next morning Marty laughed at Mikey because he looked so tired.

“It was hard to get any sleep with those lions roaring all night” complained Mikey.

After breakfast they set off for Thompson falls , a large water fall on the    River, it was again quite a long trip but as Marty can ride his motorcycle very fast it wasn’t long before they arrived at the top of the falls

They stood at the top looking down at the falls and feeling the cool water spray hitting them in the face.

“Crikey mate! That’s a long way down” said Mikey.

“It certainly is an impressive waterfall, I wouldn’t want to fall into it” laughed Marty

“Look at the way the water crashes down against the rocks” shouted Mikey as leaned forward to get a better look, but the water spray had made the rock Mikey was standing on very wet and all of a sudden Mikey’s feet slipped and he fell head first over the side of the waterfalls.

“Oh No Mikey!!!” shouted Marty in shock as it looked like his friend was going to fall all the way to the bottom of the waterfalls, but luckily Mikey’s tail got stuck in a branch that hung over the waterfalls, and he was left dangling high in the air over the falls.

“Arrgh strewth, crikey help” shouted Mikey, “hang on" replied Marty “I will get you up”

“I have got some rope in my car” said a deep voice form behind Marty.

Marty turned around to see a man running to the boot of a small car. The man came back with a long piece of rope, “here throw this to your friend and we can pull him up” said the man, who told Marty his name is Daniel.

Marty and Daniel threw the rope to Mikey, but it wouldn’t quite reach. I am going to have to step on that rock down there” said Marty pointing into the falls “and lean right over to get the rope to him.”

“Be careful that rock looks slippy, we don’t want you falling as well” said Daniel

Marty stretched his long legs and stepped on to the rock and leaned his neck and head as far as could with out falling and dangled the rope down to Mikey.”

Marty then scrambled back to the top of the falls and he and Daniel held on to the other end of the rope

“Hold on tight” Marty shouted to Mikey.

“Harambee” shouted Daniel and slowly they pulled Mikey back to the top of the falls,

“Strewth that was close” exclaimed Mikey “fair dinkum cobbers you sure saved me there, no worries”

“Hakuna Matata” laughed Marty, but Daniel looked a little confused, as he had never heard anyone talking like this before.

“That’s Mikey’s way of saying asante sana” explained Marty.

Marty and Mikey stayed for a while to chat to Daniel but it was soon time to head off back to Nairobi, for Mikey to catch his plane home.

At the airport, Mikey thanked Marty for taking him to such great places “I had a cracking time mate” he exclaimed.  “I am glad you liked Africa “Marty laughed in reply” and I am very glad you came to visit me”

Marty waved and shouted “Kwarari” as Mikey walked off to catch the plane.

Marty thought to himself how wonderful it was to have Mikey visit him and what a great adventure they had together and wondered what more adventure could be in store for

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Marty's next adventure, story 30 Marty goes to Peru Part 1 Marty and Pedro the paragliding Llama will be posted on Sat 7th January 2012.....happy new year everyone!!

Marty the Motorcycling Giraffe Story 28 Marty’s wonderful Christmas adventure

Marty the Motorcycling Giraffe

Story 28 Marty’s wonderful Christmas adventure

As know Marty (the world’s only motorcycling giraffe) works as a window cleaners assistant in the busy African city of Nairobi.

Two days before Christmas he was hard at work with his good friend Peter (the window cleaner) and Victor (the trainee window cleaner), and they got talking about each of their plans for Christmas this year.

Peter said that as it is his and Gloria’s first Christmas as husband and wife, they were going to have a quiet Christmas day together and then visit their families on Boxing Day.

Victor told them that he was going to spend Christmas with his mum and dad and his two little sisters and his little brother. “The younger ones get very excited about Santa coming” laughed Victor and added “and because I have this job I have been able to buy all my family a nice present this year, I cant wait to see their faces when they open them up”

Marty told them that after breakfast on Christmas day he was then going to ride his motorcycle to the Masai Mara to see his family and of course Gillian.

“It is my Niece’s (Georgina’s) first Christmas so I have got her and Gillian some really nice presents” Said Marty rather proudly.

Just as they started to finish the last window of the day a large black car pulled up alongside them. And out got Mr Rono, who works in the State House, (the Kenyan Governments head office).

“Jambo boys” said Mr Rono

“Jambo Mr Rono and what bring you into the town centre today?” asked Peter.

“I am looking for volunteers to help out at the orphanage’s Christmas party on Saturday (Christmas Eve) and I thought that maybe you and Marty, and this young fellow might be able to help”

“This is Victor our new trainee” laughed Peter “and of course we would be delighted to help”

“Hakuna matata” said Marty

“Asante sana “replied Mr Rono and then asked the boys to turn up at the orphanage at 10 o’clock on Saturday morning where they could help out on some of the fun games organised for the children

“And perhaps you can entertain the watoto (children), by doing some stunts on your motorcycle” added Mr Rono

“Sounds great” said Marty “but what are you going to do Mr Rono?”

“Well” replied Mr Rono rather importantly, “I am going to be Santa clause and give out the watoto’s presents.”

On Saturday morning Marty go on his motorcycle and rode to the orphanage where he was met by Mrs Wanijru, who was in charge.

“Jambo Marty, I am very pleased that you have come to help us with the watoto’s Christmas party, your friends Peter, Gloria and Victor are already here and helping get things set up in the yard”

Mrs Wanijru took Marty round to the yard where Peter and Victor were busy setting up various games and stalls ready for the party.

There was a table full of cakes and sweets and a big pot of hot stew cooking on an open fire and Gloria had set up a table with some of her best smoothies for the children to drink.

“It is very important that we make sure the children stay away from the fire” instructed Mrs Wanijru.  “If everything is ready, I will go and fetch the watoto”

Mrs Wanijru walked in to the orphanage building an picked up a large bell and gave it a good shake so that it rang very loudly and then shouted come on watoto its party time”

All the children came running screaming and shouting with great big smiles on their faces, they were all very excited to be having a Christmas party.

The children ran around playing very happily on all the games that had been set up and drank lots of Gloria’s cold smoothies, as the African sun was very hot today.

Soon Mrs Wanijru got all the children to sit down under the shade of the very large baobab tree that grew in the corner of the orphanage’s grounds, to have their dinner.

After they had eaten the stew, it was time for Marty to entertain the children with lots of motorcycle stunts.

As the children watched and cheered, Marty pulled wheelies, did wheel spins, rode with out holding on to the handle and lots of the amazing stunts.

Then Marty called for Mrs Wanijru, Peter, Victor and Gloria to all lie down on the floor and then he pushed a small ramp up to them, got back on his motorcycle and drove to the far end of the yard.

“Ok watoto this is the most dangerous of my stunts, and I need you to count me down to start me off”

All the children shouted

tatu, mbili, moja kwenda! (Three, two, one go!!)

Marty revved up his motorcycle and zoomed towards the ramp and his very nervous looking friends.

Marty was going very fast indeed when he hit the ramp and soon he was flying over the top of Peter, Victor, Gloria and Mr Wanijru.

Marty landed safely on the other side and all the children clapped and cheered.

“Horary for Marty he’s our shujaa (hero)!”

Mrs Wanijru then told the children to be calm down and be quiet.

“That was fantastic Marty” said Mrs Wanijru “the watoto loved your stunts” she then turned to the children and said “now listen carefully watato because something even more exciting is going to happen”

The children went deafly silent and listened carefully, was that the Jingle of bells they could hear?

All of a sudden a large man, with a big beard and a red suit walked into the yard, jingling a set of bells and pulling a cart packed with presents.

“Ho! Ho! Ho!!! Merry Christmas children” shouted the man

“SANTA” shouted the children very loudly (it was Mr Rono in disguise really)

Mr’s Wanijru got all the children to queue up to see Santa and they all got a lovely present that made them very happy.

It was now time for the children to go back into the orphanage building to get ready for bed and Marty an his friends state to pack everything up and tidy up the yard.

Just as they finished Mrs. Wanijru came back out side to thank them all for all the hard work and giving he children such a wonderful Christmas party.

“Yakoo kuwakaribisha Hakuna Matata” (your welcome it’s not a problem) laughed Marty as he climbed onto his motorcycle

“Kwarhari” he shouted “have a great Christmas everyone” and set off home on his motorcycle but as he neared the gate of the orphanage’s ground a sweeping brush handle that Victor had left lying in the road caught into spokes of Marty’s motorcycle sending him crashing to the floor.

Everyone quickly ran to Marty to see if he was all right

“I’m okay” said Marty as he got to his feet “I think I have just bruised one of my knees, but look at my motorcycle”

Marty’s motorcycle’s exhaust pipe had been broken off in the crash and lay on the floor next to the motorcycle.

“I won’t be able to go and visit my family and Gillian in the Masai Mara tomorrow now” groaned Marty “this is not going to be a good Christmas for me after all”

“Victor” scolded Peter “you must be more careful where you leave things and ensure you tidy up after yourself”

Victor looked very sheepish and was very sorry that he had caused Marty to crash

“Don’t worry Marty, special things can happen at Christmas and I am sure something will turn up to ensure you have the Christmas you deserve” soothed Mrs Wanijru

Peter, Victor and Mr Rono loaded Marty’s motorcycle into the back of Peter’s van and Peter took him home

“Cheer up Marty, and have a nice Christmas” said Peter as he was leaving

“I will, you have a good Christmas too” replied Marty Gloomily

Marty took one look at the Christmas tree with the presents he brought for Gillian, Georgina and the rest of his family and felt sad because he wasn’t going to able to get to see them and give them the presents on Christmas day, and the trooped off to bed.

Marty woke up rather groggily in the midle of the night, as he thought he had heard a noise in his living room. Marty stretched his neck from the bed to his bedroom door to have a look”!! There was someone in his living room

“Ugh” thought Marty sleepily “is that Mr Rono still in his Santa suit, what is he doing in my front room?”

“Ho ho ho!” said the man in the living room (is it Mr Rono?) “go back to sleep Marty your Christmas could still be wonderful”

Marty rubbed his eyes and Mr Rono (if it was Mr Rono, it was hard to see in the dark) was gone. I must be dreaming thought Marty and he put his head back down on his pillow and fell back to sleep.

Marty woke up the next morning(Christmas day), still a little confused about  his strange dream and still a little sad that he was not going to be able to spend Christmas with his friends and  with Gillian.

Marty walked into his living room, and looked sadly at his Christmas tree and the presents he had brought to give to his family, but thee was an extra very large very long present lying by the tree

“What’s that?”  Thought Marty, “I didn’t put this parcel there”

Marty picked up the present and read the label, which said:-

“Dear Marty, you are a very kind and helpful giraffe and have been very nice to a lot of people this year, so I couldn’t let you have a sad Christmas, especially after the help you gave to the watoto at the orphanage.   Merry Christmas from Santa.”

“No” thought Marty “this can’t be real can it?” and he quickly opened the parcel to find that was a brand new exhaust pipe for his motorcycle

“Oh! Asante sana Santa!!” exclaimed Marty.

“I will be able to go to the Masai Mara to have Christmas with my family after all” Marty said out loud to himself

Marty quickly go his tools out and fixed the new exhaust pipe to his motorcycle, He then put all the presents for his family and for Gillian into the top box of his motorcycle and headed out for the Masai Mara.

Marty was zooming along very fast and it wasn’t long before he was a long way out of the city and heading towards the great plains of the Masai Mara, and there up ahead he could see all his family gathered around some acacia trees and opening their Christmas presents.

As Marty pulled up alongside they all seemed very pleased to see him, and Little Georgina was bouncing with excitement

“Uncle Marty’s here, merry Christmas uncle Marty” she shouted.

“Merry Christmas Marty, we’re glad you could make it” Said George, Gary and Geraldine (Marty’s brother, brother in law and sister)

“I am very glad you could make it” said Gillian and then she gave Mary a big Christmas kiss

Marty had the biggest smile on his face possible and he thought to himself, what a wonderful Christmas adventure this has turned out to be for

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Dont miss next weeks exciting adventure: Story 29 Marty has a visitor from downunder, to be posted on Saturday 31st December

Marty the motorcycling Giraffe Story 27 Marty and the new trainee.

Marty the motorcycling Giraffe

Story 27 Marty and the new trainee.

With Peter away on his honeymoon with his new bride Gloria, Marty thought that he will have to work very hard cleaning the windows all on his own.

At the end of the first day without Peter, Marty was very tired and thought to himself that he and Peter have so many customers now that there is too much work for just one Giraffe, in fact quite often there is too much work for one man and one Giraffe.

But Marty had an idea.

“I will hire a trainee window cleaner, to help out” thought Marty.

The next morning Marty but a big poster in the window of his local shop that read:-

“Wanted one hard working window cleaner’s trainee, to join a small window cleaning company in Nairobi.”

A few hours later while Marty was hard at work cleaning a window, he heard a voice form behind him.

“Jambo bwana” said a young man “I am Victor Chipco and I would like to apply for the job as trainee window cleaner.”

“How old are you Victor?” asked Marty

“I am 16 years old and I can work really hard” Victor replied.

“Ok Victor, you’ve go the job, follow me and I will show you what to do!” said Marty.

After a short time Marty had Victor working really hard on all the windows that needed cleaning.

Victor proved to be a very fast learner and he was soon running around after Marty, fetching things from the back of Marty’s motorcycle and filling the bucket with soapy water whenever it needed changing.

After a while Marty stood back and let Victor clean a window all on his own.

“Not bad” said Marty as he inspected the window “but you must make sure you clean right up into the corners of the window”

At lunch time Marty and Victor sat on the side of the road to eat their packed lunch. Victor had some nice bread and honey to eat and of course Marty had a large bag of twigs and leafs.

As they went back to work that afternoon, Marty told Victor that they were now going to clean all the high up windows on the tall buildings and to do this Victor will have to learn to sit safely on top of Marty’s head.

Wow!!” exclaimed Victor “that sounds really exciting.

So Victor scrambled up Marty’s neck, hooked the bucket of water onto one of Marty’s horns and sat on top of Marty’s head.

“Hang on tight now” said Marty “as he gently raised his head up the same height as the window.

At first Victor was quiet scared being so very high up, but he quickly got used to it and soon he and Marty were getting all the windows nice and clean.

The last building of the day was particularly tall and even sat on Marty’s head Victor couldn’t reach the window to get it clean.

“We have a special platform for me to stand on to reach these very tall windows” Marty told Victor “but Peter usually brings it in the van, I will have to go to Peter’s yard to fetch the platform.”

“I like it up here” said Victor “can I sit the window ledge and wait for you to come back”.

“Hakuna matata” said Marty “but don’t do anything silly nd make sure you don’t fall”.

Marty jumped onto his motorcycle and zoomed off to get the platform form Peter’s yard.

Victor loved the view form where he was sat, on the window ledge, looking out over all the roof tops of Nairobi.

“I think I will like my new job very much” he said to himself rather proudly.

Victor then looked at the windows on the very very tall building next to him and had an idea

“If I can get those cleaned before Marty comes back he will be very impressed with my work” Victor thought to himself.

So Victor held his bucket of water in one hand and stretched his other hand out to grab hold of a drain pipe and then he tried to climb up to the ledge of the window on the taller building... But just as he reached the window ledged Victor’s foot slipped and he nearly fell to the ground.

Victor dropped the bucket that fell all the way to the ground with a large clattering bang and Victor was left hanging by one hand from the window ledge.

“Help! Help!!” Cried Victor.

Very quickly a large crowd gathered all looking up at Victor, but no one knew what to do.

Suddenly a roar of a motorcycle was heard as Marty came zooming into view, with the platform strapped to his back.

“Oh no! “Exclaimed Marty when he saw what was happening.

Quickly he got off his motorcycle and put the platform on the ground underneath where Victor was desperately hanging form the window ledge.

Then Marty stood on the platform and stretched is his neck as far as it would go and grabbed Victor by the seat of his pants, with his mouth.

The entire crowd cheered and then started to laugh as Victor dangled, by his bottom, from Marty’s mouth.

Marty gently lowered Victor to the ground. Marty was quite cross with Victor but also glad that he had got him down safely. Victor was very shaken by the ordeal.

“That was very silly, very naughty and very dangerous” scolded Marty, but then added “you will make a good trainee window cleaner Victor, but you must do as your told, now take the rest of the day off.”

“I will, I am sorry, asante sana” gibbered Victor.

“See you in the morning” sighed Marty “and don’t be late”.

“I won’t be” promised Victor before running off home”

As he packed up his window cleaning equipment and the end of the day, Marty thought that life could be quite fun with Victor about and he would surely help find more adventures for

Marty the Motorcycling Giraffe

Dont forget to check out next weeks story to be posted on Sat 24th December  story 28 Marty's wonderful christmas adventure