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Then the little boy stopped crying and remembered the fairy tale that his grandmother, бабуся, used to tell him, "the magic glove".

How he used to laugh at this fairy tale!!! Petros was curious about it and ooops!
He found himself in it.

Yeah!!!!! It was the magic glove that started jumping like a wind up toy!!!

Petros felt warmth and security!

And the magic glove started to... fly and Petros was not afraid.

  After a while the glove made a smooth landing and Petros came out of the glove timidly.
    -     Who are you; Said the boy as he saw a girl.
    - My name is Lambri. What’s yours;
    - Peter. Where am I?
    - In Estonia. In Tallinn. Really, how did you end up in my country? You must be from Ukraine. Only there is a magic glove to be found. And only here am I to be found, Princess Lampri, born from an egg. Do you know this Estonian fairy tale?
- Yes, I have heard it from my father who traveled a lot, he was a merchant. Nice to meet you Lambri.
- Come, eat and wash yourself. I also have fresh berries, herbs and vegetables straight from our garden. Come, I will show you the beauties of my country! Hurry because we have a lot to do.

And so it happened. Peter washed, put on clean clothes and ate. Then with Lambri they entered the magic glove and wandered through medieval Tallinn.

The view from Toompea Hill was fantastic as well as the lovely houses around the Town Hall Square under the towers and peaked roofs.

The smells of salmon with garlic butter tickled their noses and they saw the mist from the Gulf of Finland wrapping itself around the rooftops as night fell.

Dear Peter, you must have had a good time. But the wounds let in your soul by what you lived through in the war and by the pain for your loved ones that you lost, I know that they are not easily healed.

Courage my good friend. War has unfortunately always existed in humanity. And you know why? Because people lose their childishness as they grow older.

- You are right, my dear Lambri. But, while we were wandering around your beautiful country, you told me that tomorrow...

- Tomorrow is another day. Let’s wait for the dawn to come and you will see...

And the day dawned!!! Petros and Lampri ate their breakfast and ran into the magic glove. Lambri muttered something and the magic glove took off. After some time he landed in Portugal. This was Lambri's surprise to Petros.

  - Hi João! Lambri said to a boy who was not at all surprised to see them.

        - Welcome ! João said. How glad I am to see you! And you Peter. Lambri has told me that you and your country are having a hard time.

  I'm João from the Portuguese fairy tale "The Spider Queen". Let's forget our troubles...

In seconds the three children were surfing in Nazare and then found themselves in the beautiful square of Lisbon, one of the most impressives in Europe. In the middle of the square stood the Ribeira Palace. The square was destroyed after the 1755 earthquake and was renamed Praça do Comércio.

In the square they saw the statue of King José.
They admired the imposing Arch of Rua Augusta and the wonderful decoration of the square with arches.

In front of the square flows the river Tagus. There João brought them the delicious sweet Pastel de Nata and in the end they licked their fingers too!!!

The magic glove started spinning like crazy.

        - Welcome !!! My name is Carmen and you are in Spain!!! Do you know the fairy tale "Which maiden dares to marry the king?" I am the shepherdess who married the king because I did not refuse to face and admit my mistakes. Great story… But all of you are connected to a fairy tale.

  - Huh!!! Carmen... acalma-te (calm down) João said. I came with my friends to take you with us. But you already know a lot.

  - I know that we are all children and we are all united by the fairy tale. I know that all of us are trying to do something for our hurt Peter.

  - Thank you all very much! Peter said. Your countries are peaceful and so beautiful… that…

Before Peter could finish what he wanted to say, the four children were whirling over Spain. The blue-green waters on one side and the green pine forests on the other realized that they were in Ibiza!!! ...

Before Peter could finish what he wanted to say, the four children were whirling over Spain. The blue-green waters on one side and the green pine forests on the other made them realize that they were in Ibiza!!! ...

Here is Madrid!!! The capital of Spain has tall buildings with white facades that contrast beautifully with the blue hues of the sky. The royal palaces, the pleasant weather, the historical treasures "whetted" the children's appetite.

Carmen treated the children to tortilla Española, or in English, Spanish omelette.

The magic glove awaited them for another journey. Which child would they meet? What fairy tale would unite them?

-       Welcome ! I was waiting for you. So here we have Petros from Ukraine, Lambri from Estonia, João from Portugal, Carmen from Spain and me... Peace (Irene) from Greece.

  - What a nice name!!! All the kids said in unison.

  - Thank you very much! My grandfather,
Aristophanes, gave me my name. Peter, let no child and no man live through the war. Unfortunately, evil reigns, but good always wins in the end. So listen to a story that’ ll help you...

Once upon a time in ancient Greece, people banished Peace. And the War reigned that brought calamities, tears, hunger and misery. War rejoiced in the evil it brought, Peace wept, until a poet from Athens, Aristophanes, wrote a comedy, so that everyone would understand what War means, so that they would never fight again, so that they would always embrace Peace!

Aristophanes wrote about Trygaeus, an Athenian vintner who despaired and climbed Mount Olympus, the abode of the gods, to ask Zeus for help. Together with everyone, he managed to dig up Peace, to bring back happiness, laughter, joy, song.

He managed to make the children smile, to bring PEACE!