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Este cuento se llama Una visita al Polo Norte. Esta es una adaptación y grabación de LibraryCall. Supongo que has oído hablar del taller de juguetes de Santa en el Polo Norte. ¿Pero sabías que allí también crece un jardín muy especial? Zara y su hermanito Teo no sabían nada sobre este jardín. Pero estaban a punto de aprenderlo todo. Una noche antes de Navidad, la mamá de Zara y Teo los metió en la cama, les dio besos de buenas noches y cerró la puerta de su habitación. ¿Dormieron ellos? ¡Por supuesto que no! Teo se movió. Zara dio vueltas.

This story is called The Ice Cube Club by Phil Shapiro, recorded by LibraryCall. Some people collect stamps. Some people collect baseball cards. Some people collect dolls. And some people collect ice cubes. You might not have heard about the ice cube collectors before, but they're really not so strange as they sound. You might even run into some ice cube collectors if you visit Atlanta, Georgia in the winter. You see Atlanta, Georgia is a southern city. And southern cities don't get too much snow.

The air was bone chillingly cold. The sound of the sleds filled the streets with winter cheer. Though the town was filled with joy, the air was menacing to the lovely little animals who could not seek shelter. The streets were quiet in mid-afternoon. Workers hurried to their offices; every dog remained at home; not a bird was to be seen or heard. The sparrows had been forced to hide themselves from the cold.