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The Melles family lived in a beautiful cottage in
the small town of Vervo. The town was near the
ancient cave of Mount Demas.
Mr. Melles worked in a famous cotton mill in
the town while Mrs. Melles looked after the
home and took care of their children Timber
and Jiro.
One bright summer morning, their uncle
Mr. Fluto called Timber and Jiro.
“Hurry to Mount Demas. There is something in
store for both of you. Don’t forget to watch out
for some surprises on your way.”
“Meet you right there uncle,” yelled Timber
jumping out of the bed much to the fright of
Jiro.
They got ready in a jiffy, took their backpack
and raced through the green meadows.
“Remember what uncle said? There are
numbers on the field, looks like a game. Come
back quick Jiro,” said Timber keenly observing
the numbers.
“I can run faster than you,” teased Jiro. Timber
heard it but did not worry as he was more
excited about the visit to the Mount than
running faster than Jiro.
“This route will take us close to Tan Hill,” called
out Jiro.
“I have climbed the hill just once and had so
much fun. I hope the hill still looks the same,”
smiled Jiro.
They had to cross Tan Hill to reach the Mount.
When they reached the foot of Tan hill, there
was a crumbled piece of paper lying near a
heap of stones.
Jiro was quick to pick the piece of paper.
“Another game is ready for us Timber. Hurry up
let us get started right away.”
There were too many pebbles lying around, so
the brothers held hands and began their
journey uphill.
The path downhill was smoother than the road
that took them up. There was a special slide
that led to the foot of the hill.
“Ha ha this is so much fun. We are sliding at top
speed,” screamed Timber in joy. The boys
laughed aloud and raced down.
Timber and Jiro reached the foot and dusted
themselves. “I like the way uncle creates games
for us, they are always new and challenging.”
The brothers were heading toward Mount
Demas. They took a short break to sip some
water and have their tasty sandwich.
“Here is Lake Tamo” announced Jiro. But even
before he could finish, he noticed something.
“The swing bridge looks strange. Why is one
plank on the ground and the other risen?
Something is wrong,” said Jiro.
“May be someone tried to break it or something
is wrong with the pulley or may be…” wondered
Timber.
“Or may be uncle Fluto has done something to
it,” exclaimed Jiro. They were quiet for few
seconds.
“If it is uncle, then I am sure there is a reason,”
said Timber looking around the place.
“Hey look, uncle Fluto is playing games again!”
The brothers then crossed the bridge and
walked towards the cave hoping to reach there
soon.
Just then Timber asked Jiro. “Is the sum of 3
and 3 the same as the sum of 4 and 2?”
Though caught by surprise, Jiro gave the right
answer. “Yes it is the same!”
“Ok now it is my turn to ask you a question,”
said Jiro quickly.
“Yours can wait. There is something for both of
us, look at the wall here.”
“Finally we are here!” exclaimed Jiro totally
thrilled about meeting uncle Fluto.
“Uncle, where are you?” screamed Jiro and
Timber peeping into the cave.
“Right inside,” replied uncle from the cave.
The excited brothers stepped into the cave and
were surprised to see six machines arranged in
a semicircle.
It was a game station specially designed by
uncle Fluto for his favourite nephews. The
machines were switched on for the brothers to
come and begin playing.
“I hope you like it. But remember, you have to
play together and there should be no fights,”
said uncle winking at the brothers.
“Yes uncle we promise,” said the brothers
running towards the first machine.
“Let me meet you both at the farmhouse after
the games, have fun,” cheered uncle Fluto.
“Here we go,” cheered the brothers loudly as
they placed their hands on the first game
machine.
“Are they balloons on the monitor?” asked
Timber walking towards the next game machine.
“Oh yes, they are balloons indeed,” said Jiro
activating the next game by touching the screen.
“All the balloons are down!” screamed Timber,
completely amused by the game.
“It is time for the next game!”
“Do you see a box there?” asked Jiro moving
towards a bag suspended from the ceiling.
“Wait, let us not touch it. We never know what
would be in it,” cautioned Timber.
“Why do you worry? Uncle may have forgotten
to take this with him. Who else has access to
this cave?” asked Jiro.
“To my dear nephews,” read the piece of paper
pasted on top of the box. Jiro removed the
paper and opened the box.
“Ah! A magnet for the two of us! Ha ha may be
a reward for winning the previous game,”
smiled a visibly happy Timber.
Jiro then put the magnet into their backpack.
The brothers then moved on to play the next
game.
The brothers completed the game and felt happy
about winning it. They found something to add
to their joy.
“Don’t tell me it is another gift from uncle!”
screamed Jiro who was now overjoyed about
playing games and winning gifts.
“We will have to thank uncle the whole of this
summer! That is how much he has done for us,”
said Timber.
In this happy mood, Jiro and Timber took a brief
snack break and headed back to the next game.
“Did you notice something? When we began
playing the games, they seemed very simple. But
now they have become very interesting. What do
you think Jiro?” quizzed Timber.
“Yeah, that is uncle Fluto’s trick. There is just one
more game left for us to play. Come let us quickly
get to it,” said Jiro dragging Timber to the last
game.
“Hurrah!!! We have finished all the games. All
of them!” exclaimed the brothers in joy.
Jiro and Timber couldn’t ask for more. They
had so much fun playing the games.
Now they wanted to meet uncle Fluto and
thank him for making the games for them. They
left the cave and began running towards uncle’s
farmhouse.
Snoopie, uncle’s favorite dog, saw the boys
running towards the house and was jumping
with excitement. “Uncle Fluto,” cheered the
brothers as they ran towards the house.
“We have never had so much fun ever! This is
the best thing we have done this summer.
Thank you so much uncle,” said Timber
excitedly.
“Teach us how to make these games uncle,”
pleaded Jiro .
“Ah, I just forgot how I made them,” began
uncle and the brothers echoed in chorus.
“Ha ha ha” the three broke into a laughter.
“Now it is time for some brownie and
icecream,” announced uncle.
He walked into the kitchen to bring their
favorite dessert to the table. The boys walked in
to help uncle.
“Please just once… please tell me how you make
these games?” begged Jiro, trying his luck to
get an answer.
“Like this,” said uncle winking at the boys as he
tossed up the brownie which fell straight into
the plates of the brothers.
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