PATUFET

Once upon time there was a very, very little boy. His name was Patufet. he was a smart child and hard worker. One day when her mum was cooking lunch, she said:
 
-Patufet, now I'm going to the shop to buy saffron to put in rice.
Don't go outside the house.
 
-Mum, let me go to the shop!  Please!-  Patufet said
 
-You can't go Patufet.  You're so little, the people in the street can't see you.
And people will step on you - Mum says.

- I will sing a song, and if the people can't see me, they will hear me.
Please let me go! Please!
 
-Ok, but sing aloud.
 
Mom gave him 1 cent coin, and Patufet went to the shop and sang like this: 

English version

                               
Patim, patam, patum
men and women, please watch out
patim, patam, patum
don't step on Patufet.

Catalan version

All the people listen the song, but nobody can't see the boy because he's very very little.  
 
When he arrived at the shop he said:      
 
-One cent of safron, please!
 
-Who is asking for saffron?  I can’t see anybody -said the shop assistant
 
-One cent of saffron for Patufet, please - he said, again

The shop assistant saw the coin and, behind it, a little tiny boy.  She gave him a little bit of saffron. 
 
Patufet went back home singing:

Patim, patam, patum
men and women please watch out,
patim, patam, patum
don't step on Patufet. 

Patufet’s mother said:
 
-Thank you, Patufet.  Now, I’ll go to the field to bring lunch for Dad. Don’t go out.
 
- Mum, please, let me go to the field. Please! - Patufet asked
 
-It can’t be, Patufet.  You’re very little, and you can’t lift the basket - Mum replied
 
-Yes, I can! I can! Look!
 
And Patufet lifted the basket with only one hand.
 
-Ok, Ok!  Go to the field to bring lunch to your father -Mother said- but don’t forget to sing
 
And Patufet went to the field singing like this:

Patim, patam, patum
men and women please watch out,
patim, patam, patum
don't step on Patufet. ​

On the way it started raining. 
One drop, two drops, three drops… and there was a real downpour. 
​Patufet sheltered under a cabbage to keep dry. But, Ohhh!  An ox came and, in one single bite, he swallowed the cabbage, Patufet and his basket.  Everything went to his stomach!

Dad went home.  He was very worried:
 
-Why didn’t you bring me my lunch?  - he asked his wife
 
-Where is Patufet? Didn’t he go and bring it? -Patufet’s mother replied-. Oh! Poor us! My goodness! Our child got lost!
 
And Mum and Dad went out to the field to look for him, and they shouted:
 
-Patufet, where are you?  Patufet, where are you?
 
And Patufet said:
 
-In the ox’s tummy, where it’s warm and dry!  When the ox will fart, Patufet will go out

But they couldn’t hear him,and they kept shouting:
 
-Patufet, where are you?  Patufet, where are you?
 
And Patufet said:
 
-In the ox’s tummy, where it’s warm and dry!  When the ox will fart, Patufet will go out
 
But they couldn’t hear Patufet, and they desperately shouted, and shouted:
 
-Patufet, where are you?  Patufet, where are you?
 
And Patufet said:
 
-In the ox’s tummy, where it’s warm and dry!  When the ox will fart, Patufet will go out

​Than, when they heard him, they gave lots and lots of hay to the ox.  

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Than, when they heard him, they gave lots and lots of hay to the ox. 

In the end, when he was well fed, and full, he had a big fart:

​<<PRRRR!>>

and Patufet went out!!!

And, as English stories usually finished, they lived happily ever after!

Or, as we say in Catalan:

​I vet aquí un gat,
i vet aquí un gos,
vet aquí un conte
​que s'ha fos.

And there was a cat,
and there was a dog,
and there was a story
​that faded out.

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