The volcano threw us into the sea. Hans saved us again
with his amazing strength. But where were we? It looked
like the surface of the earth. There were smal.l boats in the
water and olive and fruit trees on the land. Behind us was
the huge volcano. We saw a little boy. We tried to go near
_ him, but he was afraid of us. "¥ter all our underground
adventures, we looked horrible. The professor spoke to
him in German, French and English, but he did not
understand . Finally, the boy spoke in Italian.
"What did he say?"
"He said we're in Stromboli, Italy."
"You mean we went in one volcano in Iceland and
came out of another in Italy?"
"Yes, and that one there is Mount Etna."
And that was how our journey ended. The professot·
was not happy that he didn't get to the centre of the earth,
but when we got back to Germany, he felt better. Martha
told everyone in Hamburg about our journey, and when
we arrived , th ere was a big celebration for us. Everyone in
Hamburg was at the train station when we arrived , but
the only person 1 looked for was my Grauben. And 1 saw
her, like a white light, moving past the others, until I
could hold her.
"Oh, Axel, I'm so glad yo u're back. I thought of you
every day and sometimes l was afraid, but somehow I
knew you were all right."
"vVeli , I never felt that I was safe, but I did want to
come back to yo u, every minute of every day."
There was a stage set up in the station , and the
j ournalists who were there asked the professor to talk
about our journey. Uncle Otto was tired, but he agreed.
"My nephew, Axel, and I are now back from an
incred ible journey."
We saw things that scientists still do not know about.
T here is life in the heart of this planet. T here is water and
beaches and trees. Arne Saknussemm, a famo us scientist
Frome the sixteenth century ,was the first to travel under the earth.
We are the second. I do not if others will try this dangerous adventure
in the future. If they do. they nead someone like our guide Hans with
them, or im afraid they will not survuve
For a moment i thought i sow a smile on Hans' face as the peaople clapped
and cheered. But ,as ,usual ,the quiet Iclander didn;t say a word.
with his amazing strength. But where were we? It looked
like the surface of the earth. There were smal.l boats in the
water and olive and fruit trees on the land. Behind us was
the huge volcano. We saw a little boy. We tried to go near
_ him, but he was afraid of us. "¥ter all our underground
adventures, we looked horrible. The professor spoke to
him in German, French and English, but he did not
understand . Finally, the boy spoke in Italian.
"What did he say?"
"He said we're in Stromboli, Italy."
"You mean we went in one volcano in Iceland and
came out of another in Italy?"
"Yes, and that one there is Mount Etna."
And that was how our journey ended. The professot·
was not happy that he didn't get to the centre of the earth,
but when we got back to Germany, he felt better. Martha
told everyone in Hamburg about our journey, and when
we arrived , th ere was a big celebration for us. Everyone in
Hamburg was at the train station when we arrived , but
the only person 1 looked for was my Grauben. And 1 saw
her, like a white light, moving past the others, until I
could hold her.
"Oh, Axel, I'm so glad yo u're back. I thought of you
every day and sometimes l was afraid, but somehow I
knew you were all right."
"vVeli , I never felt that I was safe, but I did want to
come back to yo u, every minute of every day."
There was a stage set up in the station , and the
j ournalists who were there asked the professor to talk
about our journey. Uncle Otto was tired, but he agreed.
"My nephew, Axel, and I are now back from an
incred ible journey."
We saw things that scientists still do not know about.
T here is life in the heart of this planet. T here is water and
beaches and trees. Arne Saknussemm, a famo us scientist
Frome the sixteenth century ,was the first to travel under the earth.
We are the second. I do not if others will try this dangerous adventure
in the future. If they do. they nead someone like our guide Hans with
them, or im afraid they will not survuve
For a moment i thought i sow a smile on Hans' face as the peaople clapped
and cheered. But ,as ,usual ,the quiet Iclander didn;t say a word.
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