Where the Walls Stand Up

Polly flew into the canyon. The walls were much bigger now. The red rock went straight up. There was no way to climb it.

Polly je uletjela u kanjon. Zidovi su bili puno veći sada. Crvena stijena je išla ravno gore. Nije bilo načina da se penje.

Dark lines ran down the wall. They looked like black ink. But they were not paint. Water and dust made them, very slowly, over a long time.

Tamne linije su išle niz zid. Izgledale su kao crna tinta. Ali nisu bile boja. Voda i prašina su ih napravile, veoma sporo, kroz dugo vrijeme.

Under the rock, Polly found many small nests made of mud. Hundreds of swallows lived there. Ride the wall, one bird said. The warm air goes up.

Ispod stijene, Polly je pronašla mnoga mala gnijezda od blata. Stotine lastavica su živjele tamo. Jaši zid, rekla je jedna ptica. Topli zrak ide gore.

So Polly rode the warm air. She did not move her wings. That evening, the cliff was more than a thousand feet high.

Tako je Polly jahala topli zrak. Nije micala krila. Te večeri, klanac je bio viši od tisuću stopa.