In a corner of a vast jungle, where the trees were tall and the river sang as it flowed, there lived a capybara named Lupe. Lupe was chubby, furry, and very friendly. She loved spending her days splashing in the water, eating fresh herbs, and taking naps under the sun. But there was something that always made her laugh: the little birds!
Every day, when Lupe lay down to rest near the river, flocks of birds of all colors would come fluttering by and land on her back. Why did they do this? Because tiny bugs lived in Lupeâs fur, and the birds loved to eat them. For the birds, it was like going to a free buffet.
But there was a small problem⊠or rather, a big problem for Lupe. Every time the birds started pecking at her fur to find those bugs, Lupe felt ticklish! And not just any ticklish feelingâit was so intense that she couldnât help but squirm and burst into uncontrollable laughter.
âOh, oh, oh!â Lupe would say between laughs, wriggling from side to side. âStop, stop, youâre making me laugh too much!â
The birds would pause for a moment and look at Lupe with their bright little eyes.
âSorry, Lupe!â. âBut the bugs in your fur are delicious. Plus, weâre helping you stay clean.â
âYes, yes, I understand,â Lupe replied, trying to calm herself. âBut I canât help it. It tickles so much, and it makes me laugh!â
One day, a little blue bird named AzulĂn had an idea.
âWhat if we try doing it more slowly? That way, it wonât tickle as much,â he suggested.
Lupe nodded, though she wasnât sure it would work. The birds landed on her back again, this time very carefully. They pecked gently, almost as if they were stroking her fur. At first, everything seemed fine. But thenâŠ
âHahaha!â Lupe started laughing again. âNo, no, it still tickles!â
The birds looked at each other thoughtfully. Then, a little yellow bird named Rayita had another idea.
âWhat if we sing while we eat the bugs? Maybe that will distract you, and you wonât feel the tickling as much.â
Lupe liked the idea. So, as the birds continued searching for bugs in her fur, they began singing a cheerful song:
«We are the little birds, we come to play,
And we clean your fur, singing without stopping.
We like the little bugs, what a delicious treat,
And you, dear Lupe, can dance too.»
Lupe listened to the song and laughed, but this time not just because of the ticklingâalso because the song was so funny! She began moving to the rhythm of the music, as if she were dancing. Seeing how happy she was, the birds also started flapping their wings in time with the tune.
âWhat a great idea to sing!â said Lupe through her laughter. âNow the tickling doesnât bother me as much.â
From that day on, every time the birds came to visit Lupe, they sang together and turned bug-cleaning into a big party. Lupe learned to enjoy the tickling, and the birds always had delicious food and a friend to sing with.
Over time, other animals in the forest joined in the fun. Butterflies fluttered around, fish jumped in the river to the beat of the music, and even the wind seemed to whistle along to the melody.
Thatâs how Lupe and her friends discovered something important: sometimes, the things that make us laugh or seem uncomfortable can turn into happy moments if we share them with those who care about us.
And from then on, every day in the forest was a little happier thanks to Lupe, the birds, and their ticklish songs.
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