Mr. Cannelloni's Circus
Mr. Cannelloni’s circus has been operating for generations—ever since his great-grandfather started it one hundred years ago. But with ticket sales dropping and the circus equipment falling into disrepair, the future of Cannelloni’s Circus looks bleak, especially when a strict special inspector arrives to look things over. Luckily Mr. Cannelloni’s wife, Rosita—once a daring tightrope walker—has some new bold stunts in mind. With the help of a snake woman, a strongman, daredevil horsemen, and other circus performers, Rosita launches “Operation Hannibal.” Will her risky rescue plan be enough to save Mr. Cannelloni’s Circus?
Mr. Cannelloni’s circus has been operating for generations—ever since his great-grandfather started it one hundred years ago. But with ticket sales dropping and the circus equipment falling into disrepair, the future of Cannelloni’s Circus looks bleak, especially when a strict special inspector arrives to look things over.
Luckily Mr. Cannelloni’s wife, Rosita—once a daring tightrope walker—has some new bold stunts in mind. With the help of a snake woman, a strongman, daredevil horsemen, and other circus performers, Rosita launches “Operation Hannibal.” Will her risky rescue plan be enough to save Mr. Cannelloni’s Circus?
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Snake woman Cleopatra had a beautiful, but feeble, voice.<br />
Clearly, it would get lost under Boris’s own grand bass.<br />
Chef Andrei desperately wanted to perform, but unfortunately,<br />
his ear was no better than a frying pan’s. His twin<br />
brother, Kasimir, was just as unmusical. The horseman’s<br />
repertoire was restricted to a few Polish drinking songs. The<br />
situation was growing alarming by the time Boris called for<br />
a time-out.<br />
Boris asked the Cannellonis to join him for a walk in the<br />
garden. He wanted to show them the orchid greenhouse,<br />
his pride and joy. The garden path twisted among the circus<br />
wagons parked all over the lawn. Boris gestured left and<br />
right as they strolled along: over there was the largest oak<br />
tree of the garden, and over there, were the prize-winning<br />
roses. Right in front of them was the lovely greenhouse filled<br />
with exotic orchids. Boris knew every variety, including its<br />
Latin name.<br />
In the middle of his excited tour, Boris froze. With his arms<br />
still raised, his gaze was fixed on an open window in one<br />
of the circus wagons. Low-pitched singing, accompanied by<br />
splashing sounds, drifted outside. A wonderful singer lived<br />
in that wagon!<br />
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