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This the final product of the collaborative story in our eTwinning project "EUROPEACE". Five different fairy tales have been mixed into one to develop the story.

The fairy tales that have been used are from 5 different countries and are the following:

UKRAINE: "The magic glove"

ESTONIA: "The princess born from an egg"

PORTUGAL: "The Spider Queen"

SPAIN: "Which girl dares to marry the king?"

GREECE: "The peace of Aristophanes"

Once upon a time there was once again a war. A war in Ukraine. The wind of malice and inhumanity uprooted everything. Families were torn apart and all the beauties that God generously bestowed on people disappeared.

    Peter was a child who lost his family. Like a wounded bird he had perched behind a dustbin in an arcade where once there were shops, traffic and laughter.

   And now what do I do? He wondered. He stood with all the strength he had left in the middle of the street and began to cry non-stop.

   The blast of air smelled of war, of gunpowder. And yet this awful wind brought a glove to his feet.

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!!!