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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The last one to sit down with Rosita was Andrei, who<br />
simply couldn’t hide his emotions. His tall chef’s hat<br />
bobbed as he sobbed uncontrollably. Rosita rose from her<br />
chair and placed her hand on Andrei’s shoulder.<br />
“My dear friend, we haven’t lost this battle yet,” Rosita<br />
consoled him. “I believe we’ll find a way to save our circus.”<br />
Andrei blew his nose into a big white hankie. After pulling<br />
himself together a bit, he started telling Rosita about the<br />
circus crew. Of course, Rosita already knew every staff<br />
member—by name, at least. But the chef knew their habits,<br />
wishes, and fears. They had spent many great moments<br />
together.<br />
The chef knew that it was time to cook soup and bake buns<br />
when the crew, worn out by a long trip, began to squabble<br />
with each other. Clattering spoons and emptying bowls made<br />
small sorrows vanish into thin air. By<br />
the time only sugar crumbs were<br />
left of the buns, even the bigger<br />
sorrows had been forgotten, too.<br />
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