Oli the Elephant lumbered through the whispering grasses flapping his ears, waving his trunk and humming a happy little tune.
“What a perfect day,” he thought.
Bzzzzzzzzz. Snort! Awk!
“Get out,” said Oli but the fly was stuck.
It gave Oli a terrible headache. He snorted. He snuffled. He shook his trunk this way and twisted it that way.
Bzzzzzzz! Bzzzzzzzz! BUUUZZZZZ!
Oli spun around and around in circles, trying to shake the fly loose, but he only made himself dizzy. He wobbled this way and that, knocking a herd of grazing zebra into a black and white striped tangle.
“Sorry!” called Oli, stumbling away.
Next, Oli tap danced around a clutch of ostrich eggs, frightening the mother ostriches into a flurry of feathers.
“Sorry again,” called Oli.
Oli barrelled towards a family of warthogs in their smelly, squelchy, wallow.
“Oh no!” they squealed and jumped out of the way.
Oli slipped. Oli Slid. Oli stumbled.
“Oooooo!” said the other animals as Oli pirouetted one way.
“Aaaaah!” said the animals as Oli Jetéd the other way.
“Wow!” chorused the animals as Oli did a double summersault with a twist.
“Ouch!” winced the animals as Oli belly-flopped into the mud.
Oli lay very still. He could feel the other animals watching him. He wished he could just…disappear. But he couldn’t stay laying in the mud forever. What could he do?
Oli stood up. He took a deep breath and…
The fly shot out of his trunk and flew off into the distance.
All the animals cheered, “Well done Oli!”
Oli bowed, “It really is a beautiful day,” he thought.