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  • BENVENUTI NEL MONDO INCANTATO DI "STORIE SOTTO LE STELLE"!Unisciti a noi sotto le stelle toscane, dove l'aria è profumata di vigneti e antiche storie. Ogni notte, un narratore misterioso svela un mondo dove eroi e esseri magici prendono vita tra i segreti sussurrati dalla natura. Perfetto per sognatori di tutte le età, le nostre storie sono un viaggio nell'incantevole, ispirando meraviglia e saggezza.Ciascuna storia, al momento, viene scritta e narrata in italiano e in inglese. WELCOME TO THE ENCHANTED WORLD OF "STORIES UNDER THE STARS"! Join us under the Tuscan stars, where the air is scented with vineyards and ancient tales. Each night, a mysterious storyteller unveils a world where heroes and magical beings come alive amidst nature's whispered secrets. Perfect for dreamers of all ages, our stories are a journey into the fantastic, inspiring wonder and wisdom. Each story is currently written and narrated in both Italian and English. {StorieSottoLeStelle.com}But now, lets be quiet: the story is about to begin…
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  • The Tribe of Wandering Shoes A Story Under the Stars in Four Parts. Just like the seasons! The Summer Adventure (Read In English) | Stories Sotto Le Stelle Podcast | Short Stories For Children And The Young At Heart

    The Tribe of Wandering Shoes A Story Under the Stars in Four Parts. Just like the seasons! The Summer Adventure (Read In English) | Stories Sotto Le Stelle Podcast | Short Stories For Children And The Young At Heart
    Jul 3 2024
    The Tribe of Wandering ShoesA Story Under the Stars in Four Parts. Just like the seasons!The Summer AdventureIn a large clothing store downtown, among other items for sale, there were some rather peculiar sports shoes. In addition to being very comfortable, cheerful, and available in various colors, they would occasionally swap laces and positions for fun. And, believe it or not, they talked to each other.Lately, during the closing hour from 1:45 to 2:45, they would plot how one day they could fulfill their dream: they wanted to wander the world aimlessly, thus becoming the Tribe of Wandering Shoes.Hidden behind thick curtains were the fitting rooms, where, invisible to the store staff and customers, lived a lively little witch. Her name was Soletta the Witch, and she had a glowing magic wand from which she cast spells whenever she pleased.By day she spied, and by night she schemed, wandering around the store as if it were her own; it was no surprise she knew about the plot of the sports shoes.When they decided to take action, Soletta the Witch cast a spell, first tripling their number and with a flick of her wand and a puff of air, sent them sliding down the escalator. Suddenly, they found themselves free outside.Now, free and multiplied, the Tribe of Wandering Shoes was ready for adventure.It was summer, the days were so hot and sunny that they decided to go to the beach. This would be their first stop. After packing for the journey, they set off.Step by step, they reached the seaside just at sunset: an incredible light reflected on the waves, turning them silver, and upon arriving at the beach, they swayed like leaves in the wind. The cool sand was pleasant to step on, but the grains that got into their shoes as they walked caused a lot of itching. They started jumping, dancing, and having fun, waking up all the umbrellas which reopened along with the drowsy deckchairs. At that point, everyone was laughing and dancing with the shoes; joy, as we know, is contagious.After a wonderful evening together, they went to their hotel, and after a refreshing sleep, they got up early. The sun was still low on the horizon, and all agreed it would be nice to take a walk in the pine forest. After a hearty breakfast, they set off in single file: one, two, three, one, two, three, forward march.They walked in the shade along a tree-lined avenue. Seeing them, people were curious and said: “What beautiful colorful shoes” and they, happy and indifferent, continued: one, two, three, one, two, three, forward march.Reaching the pine forest, they sat under a huge tree. Everything was pleasant and relaxing until a bright flash, a sudden bolt from the blue, grazed them. They closed their eyes in fright, and when they opened them, they saw a vast field of mushrooms in front of them.Were they magical mushrooms? How could they have appeared so suddenly? And what about the pine forest? Was it perhaps a fantastic and enchanted place?Seeing the bewilderment of the Wandering Shoes, some mushrooms began to speak in unison: “We are part of a magic spell. This is the Pine Forest of Wonders. We communicate with fantastic creatures and, together with them, protect the animals and plants living in this habitat.”“We are very curious about this,” said the surprised Wandering Shoes, “what else do you do?”The mushrooms responded again in chorus: “At night we illuminate the undergrowth with iridescent lights, our stems grow, and our caps change color.”And they continued: “We traverse secret paths, where magical plants grow that emit an enveloping and intoxicating fragrance. We enter caves where elves, squirrels, owls, bunnies, and many others live. We have the power to communicate with them.”“But if you are wondering why we appeared to you, it is because, unexpectedly, something fantastic has happened. The bright flash that grazed you has given you a superpower that now allows you to know the magical secrets of the pine forest.”The mushrooms invited the entire Tribe of Wandering Shoes, astonished and speechless, to stay in the pine forest and wait for the night. Mystery hung in the air until dusk when the forest magically transformed into an enchanted fairy tale.And as the mushrooms had said, the shoes with their newfound superpower became part of it. They quietly explored the secret paths, entered the caves following the mushrooms, and met the elves and all the other inhabitants of the pine forest — magical and non-magical.At one point, all the shoes found themselves asleep under the big tree. Awakening before dawn as if from an incredible and fantastic dream, the pine forest returned to their eyes as it was the day before. They lay for a while, reflecting on the mystery of the magical mushrooms.Drawn to the fantastic life of the nighttime pine forest, they returned once, twice, three times, and more. They learned the secret language used by the animals, mushrooms, and elves to communicate with each other, and ...
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    8 m
  • La tribù delle scarpe erranti | Una storia Sotto Le Stelle in quattro parti. Proprio come le stagioni! 
L'avventura estiva. (Letto In Italiano) | Stories Sotto Le Stelle Podcast | Storie Brevi Per Bambini E Giovani Di Cuore

    La tribù delle scarpe erranti | Una storia Sotto Le Stelle in quattro parti. Proprio come le stagioni! 
L'avventura estiva. (Letto In Italiano) | Stories Sotto Le Stelle Podcast | Storie Brevi Per Bambini E Giovani Di Cuore
    Jul 3 2024
    LA TRIBÚ DELLE SCARPE ERRANTIUna storia Sotto Le Stelle in quattro parti. Proprio come le stagioni!L'avventura estiva.In un grande negozio di abbigliamento del centro cittadino, erano in vendita, fra l’altra merce, delle scarpe sportive un po’ particolari. Oltre ad essere comodissime, simpatiche e di vario colore, di tanto in tanto si scambiavano per divertimento i lacci e i posti dove erano in bella mostra. E, udite udite, parlavano fra di loro.Ultimamente, durante l'ora di chiusura ai clienti, precisamente dall'una e quarantacinque alle due e quarantacinque, complottavano su come un giorno avrebbero potuto realizzare il loro sogno: desideravano girovagare per il mondo senza meta, trasformandosi così nella Tribù delle Scarpe Erranti.Nascosti dietro grosse tende c’erano i camerini di prova, dove invisibile a chi lavorava nel negozio e ai clienti, non ci credereste… abitava una piccola strega tutto pepe. Il suo nome era Streghetta Soletta e possedeva una bacchetta magica luminosa dalla quale lanciava sortilegi e incantesimi quando gli pareva e piaceva.Di giorno spiava e la notte tramava, gironzolando per il grande magazzino come se fosse suo; figurarsi se non era a conoscenza del complotto delle scarpe sportive.Nel momento in cui decisero di passare all’azione, la Streghetta Soletta con un incantesimo, prima le triplicò di numero e con un tocco della bacchetta magica e un soffio le fece scivolare giù dalla scala mobile. Tutto ad un tratto si ritrovarono libere all’aperto.Adesso si, che libera e moltiplicata, la Tribù delle Scarpe Erranti era pronta per l’avventura.Era estate, le giornate erano talmente calde e soleggiate che decisero di andare al mare. Questa sarebbe stata la loro prima tappa. Preparato il necessario per il viaggio, si misero in cammino.Un passo dopo l’altro arrivarono in riva al mare proprio all’ora del tramonto: una luce incredibile si rifletteva sulle onde che si coloravano d’argento e giunte sulla spiaggia dondolavano come foglie al vento. La sabbia raffreddata era piacevole da pesticciare, ma i granelli che entravano nelle scarpe mentre camminavano causavano un gran pizzicore. Iniziarono a saltare, ballare e, divertendosi, svegliarono tutti gli ombrelloni che si riaprirono insieme agli sdrai ormai assonnati. A quel punto, tutti ridevano e ballavano insieme alle scarpe; l’allegria, si sa, è contagiosa.Passata una gran bella serata in compagnia se ne andarono in albergo e dopo una dormita rigenerante, si alzarono di buon’ora. Il sole era ancora basso sull’orizzonte e tutte d’accordo decisero che sarebbe stato bello andare a fare una girata in pineta. Dopo una abbuffata per colazione, partirono in fila indiana: uno, due, tre, uno, due, tre, avanti marcia.Camminarono all’ombra lungo un viale alberato. A vederle, la gente si incuriosiva e diceva: “che belle scarpe variegate di colore” e loro beate e indifferenti: uno, due, tre, uno, due, tre, avanti marcia.Giunte in pineta, si misero all’ombra di un albero grandissimo. Tutto era piacevole e rilassante, ma un bagliore luminoso, un lampo improvviso a ciel sereno, le sfiorò. Chiusero gli occhi per lo spavento e quando gli riaprirono, videro una grande distesa di funghi davanti a loro.Erano forse funghi magici? Come potevano essere apparsi così all'improvviso? E la pineta allora? Forse era un luogo fantastico ed incantato?Vedendo lo sbigottimento delle Scarpe Erranti, alcuni funghi iniziarono a parlare in coro: "Noi facciamo parte di una magia. Questa è la pineta delle meraviglie. Comunichiamo con creature fantastiche e, insieme a loro, proteggiamo gli animali e le piante che vivono in questo habitat.”“La cosa ci incuriosisce molto” dissero le Scarpe Erranti sorprese, “che altro fate?”I funghi risposero di nuovo in coro: “La notte illuminiamo il sottobosco con luci iridescenti, i nostri gambi crescono e i nostri cappelli cambiano colore.”E continuarono: “Percorriamo sentieri segreti, dove crescono piante magiche che emanano un profumo avvolgente ed inebriante. Entriamo nelle caverne dove vivono folletti, scoiattoli, gufi, coniglietti, e tanti altri. Noi abbiamo il potere di comunicare con loro.”“Ma se adesso vi state chiedendo come mai siamo apparsi per voi, è perché inaspettatamente, una cosa fantastica è successa. Il lampo luminoso che vi ha sfiorati vi ha donato un super potere che ora possedete e vi permette di conoscere i magici segreti della pineta.”I funghi invitarono l’intera Tribù Delle Scarpe Erranti, sbigottita, stupita e senza parole, a rimanere nella pineta ed aspettare la notte. Il mistero aleggiava nell’aria finché all’imbrunire, il bosco si trasformò magicamente in una fiaba incantata.E come gli avevano detto i funghi, le scarpe con il loro super potere ne fecero parte. Esplorarono, quatte quatte, i sentieri segreti, entrarono nelle caverne a seguito dei funghi e conobbero i folletti e tutti gli altri abitanti della pineta — magici e non.Ad un...
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    9 m
  • The Half-Mad Cat (Read In English) | Stories Sotto Le Stelle Podcast | Short Stories For Children And The Young At Heart

    The Half-Mad Cat (Read In English) | Stories Sotto Le Stelle Podcast | Short Stories For Children And The Young At Heart
    Jun 13 2024
    THE HALF-MAD CATIn the elementary school for household pets of all kinds, one of the most popular classes was that of the talking cats. There was a somewhat strange cat: he spoke in hops, wrote words backwards, numbers upside down, and often had his head in the clouds.Everyone said, "But that cat is half mad!"One spring morning, the cats had gotten up an hour earlier because the teacher, a very pretty, white and yellow kitten, was going to take the class to the park near the school to play and have a picnic. Everyone was very happy and couldn't wait to leave, dressed elegantly as usual: some with a colored bow on their head, some with a blue tie, and some with an orange scarf, but each with their own multicolored backpack.But if everyone was ready and happy to spend a different day outdoors, just imagine the Half-Mad Cat!He was at least three times and three quarters happier than the others. So happy that for the occasion he wore a bow and a half on his head, three ties around his neck, a rainbow scarf, and an umbrella on his wrist.Along the way between his house and the school, he did incredible acrobatics, walking on his hind legs and having fun doing somersaults: three forwards and one backward.Passersby stopped to watch him because he was funny and also a bit ridiculous. He was really curious and half mad, this cat!Before departure, the lovely teacher checked that everyone had what they needed: nothing was missing, not even great joy — which in the end was the most important thing."Ready, let's go!"In no time, the Half-Mad Cat was already on the road. Seeing a traffic cop passing by, the cat said to him:"Excuse me, Mr. Traffic Cop, we're in a hurry, could you lend me your tools to direct traffic?"The cop, chuckling under his mustache, played along and replied:"You seem nice, but be careful. I'll be watching you."With the whistle in his mouth and the baton in his paw, the cat began:"Stop! Right! Stop! Left! Turn here! Go there! Everyone do the roundabout!"In doing so, he had blocked all the traffic, and the traffic light was cracking up with laughter, flashing red, green, and yellow.Despite all this commotion, the school-kitten crossed the street, thanking the traffic light, Mr. Traffic Cop, and, of course, the Half-Mad Cat.In pairs, they entered the park along the tree-lined avenue. At the end was a little grey elephant making sure everyone kept pace and in line.Once they reached the central meadow and set down their backpacks, it was free rein for everyone who could now jump, run, and play on the grass.The little elephant kept an eye on everyone: "Careful, kittens! Don't get too close to the pond because if you fall in, I have to fish you out."But as if nothing happened, the cats chased each other, did somersaults, and had the time of their lives. The children played with them too, and some flew kites of different colors and shapes that everyone looked up at.In all this joyful celebration, the Half-Mad Cat, who often did as he pleased, decided to copy the children, opened his umbrella, and flew into the sky like a kite.A strong gust of wind made him flutter a bit to the right and a bit to the left. Suddenly, the umbrella closed, and the Half-Mad Cat landed precisely in the pond with all the kites."Splash! Splush! Splish! Splesh!" And endless meowing."Oh no! Help. Help. Help. Save the Half-Mad Cat!"Luckily, under the west bank of the pond was the famous Gorgonzola Bath, where the local mice went to sunbathe together. Alerted by this commotion, they immediately realized that a rescue was needed.There was no time to lose!Without hesitation, they dived into the pond and, helping each other, saved the Half-Mad Cat.The entire school let out a sigh of relief, while the mice, soaking wet but happy, began to joyfully hop around.The little elephant, who didn't even have to get wet, thanked the mice who were already playing hide and seek with the cats.And the Half-Mad Cat?Well, as if nothing had happened, he was drying off in the sun apart, watching the clouds in the sky that were smiling and dancing, winking at him.On that magical spring day, the picnic turned into a great adventure and, with full bellies, the cats walked back to school.The fact is that in every backpack, a mouse had snuck in, wanting to live with a cat, because by now they had all become friends.With the usual imagination and a pinch of magic, from then on, cats and mice loved each other very much and went to school together."One had never seen such a cheerful class," said the little elephant.And the Half-Mad Cat?After the dive into the pond, he no longer spoke in hops, and wrote words straight, but with his new mouse friends, he enjoyed coloring the blackboard with the chalkboard eraser.Mad, yes, but only halfway! Each story is currently written and narrated in both Italian and English.The translation from Italian (the original language) to English and the reading of the stories are performed using Generative Artificial Intelligence ...
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    7 m
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