Читать Little Ants Adventures - Валерий Ларченко

On the edge of the forest, nestled beneath a towering oak tree, there stood a bustling anthill, its chambers winding like a labyrinth deep into the earth.

This was not just any anthill—it was the home of Irra and Frra, two little ant siblings with curious eyes and hearts brimming with mischief.

Irra, the ant-girl with her long red pigtails and her face sprinkled with freckles, was the dreamer of the duo. Her imagination could conjure entire kingdoms hidden beneath dandelions.

Frra, the ant-boy on the other hand, was her steadfast companion, his short haircut constantly ruffled from their adventures. He was the thinker, always calculating, always planning.

Together, they were unstoppable…

The days in the anthill followed an unchanging rhythm. The adult ants—countless and relentless—scurried off at sunrise, their antennae twitching as they dragged food or repaired tunnels.

The young ants, like Irra and Frra, were left to attend school in the heart of the anthill and then play.

One morning, as the first golden rays of the sun filtered through the mossy canopy above,

Irra and Frra were finishing their breakfast of sweet aphid nectar.

Their parents had already left for the day, their farewell hugs quick and practiced, leaving the siblings seated in their cozy leaf-woven dining corner.

'I'm bored of school,' Irra declared, resting her pointy elbow on the table and propping her chin in her hand.

Frra looked up, his antennae twitching thoughtfully. 'It's the same every day. Spelling drills, digging practice, how to carry crumbs properly… It's important, I guess, but couldn’t we have just one day to… explore?'

Irra’s freckles crinkled as a grin spread across her face. 'Exactly what I was thinking. Let’s have an adventure! A real one. There’s an old story about the Great Strawberry Field just beyond the meadow. The older ants say it’s filled with berries bigger than our entire anthill!'

Frra arched a tiny eyebrow. 'You mean the one we’re not supposed to go to because it’s too dangerous?'

'Exactly!' Irra cried, her pigtails bouncing. 'What could be more exciting?'

Frra hesitated, but the spark of curiosity in his sister’s eyes was contagious. After all, they were a team—and there was no way he’d let her go alone.