#latibær á ólympíuleikum

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Where did you get the scans for Ólympíuleikum and Vandræðum? I managed to download the Áfram scans from the MediaFire link in Chris' post -- where it was also said he shared PDF files of the later two books, but I can't seem to find those anywhere on his Tumblr or his blog. I've asked him if he still has them on hand, considering some of the old Maya download links aren't active anymore.

Hi anon, sorry for the late reply.

I have a post of Chris's linked in the 'disclaimers' tab on the blog, where he shared mediafire links to his scans of the books. I checked to make sure the links were still good, seems like clicking the links will only take you to the Áfram scan, but copy/pasting the url into the address bar should work.

Áfram:

http://www.mediafire.com/download/zu6wvl4ti6xrtx

Ólympíuleikum:

https://www.mediafire.com/file/74wjn4yyajw57qb/Latibaer_A_Olympiuleikum.zip/file

Vandræðum:

https://www.mediafire.com/file/xph3abxmxrbfhbx/Latibaer_i_Vandraedum.zip/file

Hope this helps!

Again, sorry to keep you waiting on this.

(oh and here is the post where chris originally shared the links in case anyone wanted it:)

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Latibær á Ólympíuleikum (LazyTown at the Olympics) - Chapter 23/28

Original story by Magnús Scheving (1996)

Illustrations by Halldór Baldursson

23. The Flight

A great crowd was gathered at the bus station to see the Olympic-goers off. The Mayor was first in the group. Eiki Eyðslukló had his money bank under his arm but in it was the money he had earned and had become a good travel fund.

The Mayor held a little speech where everyone was wished good luck. Then the group went up into the bus. Bjössi the busdriver closed the doors and drove off. The people who remained in the square clapped, waved and shouted:

"Good luck, good luck!"

The kids were delighted and Íþróttaálfurinn suggested that they sing a song. Everyone sang as much as they could all the way to the airport and Íþróttaálfurinn played along on guitar.

When the bus approached the airport Íþróttaálfurinn noticed that Smári Smart had not sung along with any of the songs.

Bjössi stopped in front of the terminal, the kids rushed out and Stebbi Stafur tried to organize the queue so that everyone could sign in and hand over their flight tickets. First the football team, then the swimming team; he continued to read up.

Smári Smart came out of the bus last. Íþróttaálfurinn asked if he was okay.

"Yeah.. yeah.. I.. am just a bit afraid to fly. I have never been on a plane before," said Smári, taking off his hat.

"You don't need to be afraid," said Íþróttaálfurinn, "Just sit by me and we can chat the whole way."

Smári Smart was relieved and got in the queue with his luggage. The plane was gigantic. Maggi Mjói had never see such a big plane with such powerful engines and giant wings. He had no words to describe it, gazed at it and called to the other kids:

"See the plane! It's out there on the runway!" He pointed out the window of the terminal. The boys crowded to the front and gazed upon this wondrous object.

"We can't see anything!" called the girls.

Steina Sterka plucked one boy after another away from the window.

"Now you can see!" she said.

"This is a Boeing 757," said Solla.

"How can it actually fly?" asked Óli Óþekki.

"It can fly because it has wings and engines," said Stebbi Stafur, pulling out of his bag a book called: Everything You Want To Know About Airplanes.

Everyone wanted to read the book.

"Can I borrow it?"

"No, can I borrow it?" was shouted.

"Ding dong," was heard over the terminal's speaker system.

"Passengers on the way to the Olympics, please get on board."

When the last passenger was on board, Stebbi Stafur took a headcount. He read out the names and checked them off if people replied.

"Smári...?"

"Yes!"

"Eiki...?"

"Yes!"

While this was going on, Óli Óþekki was looking for the plane and the kids. He ran all over the terminal but didn't find them. He was getting very scared.

"This is the last call," sounded to speaker system.

Óli ran into one walkway which led to a plane. There he asked:

"Is this plane taking people to the Olympics?"

"No," said the flight attendant. "It's taking elderly people on a shopping trip."

Óli threw up his hands.

Stebbi Stafur was still reading out names:

"Solla...?"

"Yes."

"Óli...?"

No response.

"Óli...?" he said again.

"Where is ÓLI?" everyone said.

Everyone went out to search and finally found Óli crying loudly in the corridor.

"I thought you were gone," he said.

"The engines are even bigger than they appeared to be from the terminal," said Maggi Mjói, looking out the window of the plane.

"Where are you sitting?" asked Palli Punktur.

"I'm sitting here where I can see the wheels."

"Will you switch with me?" asked Solla. "I want so terribly to see when the wheels go up."

"The wheels go up? Up where?" asked Smári Smart, frozen in fear, and grabbed onto Íþróttaálfurinn who sat next to him.

"They go up under the wings so that the plane can fly better," replied Íþróttaálfurinn.

"But how can it fly?" asked Smári.

He didn't want to let the other boys hear that he didn't know this.

Íþróttaálfurinn replied:

"I have often wondered about how such a big plane can fly with so many people and such a lot of luggage. The engines propel it forward and a vacuum is formed above the wings which pulls the plane up and keeps it in the air."

"Yes, yes, you mean that," said Smári a bit amused.

"That is to say, It doesn't flap it's wings like a bird," said Íþróttaálfurinn, smiling.

"No, I would hope it doesn't do that," said Smári Smart, looking out the window.

The flight attendant asked people to buckle their seatbelts and everyone did it. She went over the safety regulations and everything about the plane's safety equipment. The SunnyTown sports team watched all this carefully. Then she said that refreshments would be offered, something to read and it would be possible to watch a movie on the way.

The kids found this very exciting; to be high up in the air and watch TV and have something to drink.

Eiki Eyðslukló held his bank in his hand, full of money. He was quick to press the bell button to get the service flight attendant to appear and Eiki proudly showed her the bank and shook it so that the coins jingled.

"I'm going to get a soda," said Eiki Eyðslukló as he stretched out.

Íþróttaálfurinn, who sat in front of him, heard this. He stood up and asked Eiki whether he wasn't aware where he was going.

"Yeah, I'm going to the Olympics," said Eiki Eyðslukló and didn't understand what Íþróttaálfurinn meant.

"Then you shouldn't drink soda. Ice-cold SunnyTown water is offered here on the airplane and it's very good," said Íþróttaálfurinn.

"Yes, that's right! I'm going to have water, flight attendant. Thank you," said Eiki, smiling at Íþróttaálfurinn.

Íþróttaálfurinn was pleased when he saw that Eiki was fully serious about saving and drinking water instead of soda.

Smári Smart checked his seatbelt for the tenth time. He hardly dared to look out the window. But there was nothing to see except clouds and the sun.

Smári dangled his feet and shook so that Íþróttaálfurinn trembled in the seat beside him. The elf ended up asking why in the world he was shaking like that.

"I'm totally peeing myself," said Smári Smart. "I must get to the bathroom. How much longer to we have to fly?"

"A few hours," said Íþróttaálfurinn. "You'll just have to relax."

"Yes, but I'm practically peeing myself." said Smári Smart.

"There's a restroom at the back of the airplane," said the elf. "Why don't you go there?"

"I don't believe you! A restroom on the airplane?" said Smári.

"Could you please come with me, I don't dare walk down the corridor alone. Please!"

Smári Smart looked pleadingly at Íþróttaálfurinn.

"It's just like walking in the corridor at home but I'll come with you."

They unfastened their seatbelts and Smári inched slowly along the corridor of the plane. Íþróttaálfurinn went after him and waited while he went to the restroom.

When they got back Smári asked Íþróttaálfurinn:

"Where does all the pee go? Doesn't it go down from the plane and onto the ground?"

"No, no, don't worry about it. You have definitely not sprinkled on anyone down on the ground," said Íþróttaálfurinn.

"That's good because I peed so much," said Smári Smart, sitting down and buckling his belt.

No one got airsick and everyone was delighted with the flight. Some slept, others watched the movie and still others read. Hinrik Hik was practicing reading a book that Stebbi's grandfather had lent him.

Finally it was announced on the speaker system that they would be landing shortly and everyone should prepare for it.

It was very exciting to land for the first time abroad for the kids from SunnyTown. When the wheels touched the ground with an accompanying screech, everyone on the plane clapped. The crew thanked them. It was announced what time it was because it wasn't the same as home in SunnyTown. The kids changed their watches. It was a little strange to set off early in the morning and also arrive at their destination early in the morning.

There was gleaming sun and unbearable heat. As soon as people got off the plane they found the heat flowed against them. The kids hurried out of their jackets and smiled out to their ears at the good weather.

When everyone had got their luggage, Íþróttaálfurinn said that they would be taking a train to the final destination.

"Train, hurrah!" shouted the kids, "yippee". They had never been on a train.

"Now this is what I call a fun trip," said Halli.

Hinrik Hik agreed with that. Stebbi Stafur went to buy train tickets for the whole group. Then he came back, handed everyone their tickets and told them to take good care of them. It was a good idea not to stand upright on the train because it went incredibly fast and stopped suddenly at times. Then it jerked again and went off to the next stop.

Finally they reached their destination and got out, took their luggage and settled into a very big house where many of the competitors were gathered.

Over the next few days the Olympic team from SunnyTown used the time to practice and look around. Excitement built up as the greatest sporting event in the world drew closer.

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/I can’t believe I had to translate a half-page conversation about pee Magnús why did you think that was necessary

also apparently Íþró plays the guitar :)

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Latibær á Ólympíuleikum (LazyTown at the Olympics) - Chapter 25/28

Original story by Magnús Scheving (1996)

Illustrations by Halldór Baldursson

25. Theft

Later in the day all the kids went to practice one last time because the Olympics were supposed to start tomorrow. When Íþróttaálfurinn went into the changing room where the boys were getting dressed, he saw that Eiki Eyðslukló was sobbing.

"Why are you crying? What's happened?"

"My bank has been stolen."

"Your bank has been stolen? How can it be? Have you looked in your suitcase and your room?"

"I've looked everywhere. I didn't find it," replied Eiki Eyðslukló.

"Are you completely sure that you haven't spent the money?" asked Íþróttaálfurinn.

"Yes, I've been saving so diligently. I was going to use the money while I was here."

"I shall investigate the matter," said the elf and dashed off. He had his suspicions.

When Íþróttaálfurinn had walked around the Olympic Village, he saw that Stella Stel was inside a store trying on new swimming goggles. He waited outside the store and saw that she came out with a shopping bag. Íþróttaálfurinn leaped across the street and asked her to talk to him. Stella startled. She tried to hide the bag behind her back.

"What do you have in the bag?" asked the elf.

"What bag?" asked Stella, looking at the ground.

"The bag that you have behind your back."

Íþróttaálfurinn asked Stella to sit.

She sat and he looked in the bag. In it were brand-new and very expensive swimming goggles.

"I need swimming goggles so much! I have no goggles to swim in and all the other girls, who compete in swimming, have goggles, such nice ones I mean," said Stella Stel.

"But did you have any money to buy them?" asked Íþróttaálfurinn.

"Nooo," said Stella Stel.

"Don't you have a money bank in your bag?"

"Yyees."

"You stole the money?" asked Íþróttaálfurinn. "You know that it's nasty to steal."

"Yes, I know that," said Stella in shame.

Now Íþróttaálfurinn knew why Stella was called Stella Stel. It was because she was always stealing something.

"Then you shall come with me and we shall go to Eiki and talk to him."

Stella was devastated when they stood in front of Eika Eyðslukló and Íþróttaálfurinn told him the whole story about the swimming goggles.

Eiki Eyðslukló looked astonished at Stella and said:

"I could have lent you money. When you lend someone money, you expect to get it back."

Eiki Eyðslukló liked this phrase.

"You could have just asked me to lend you money."

"I know," said Stella," I just wanted them so much and thought that you wouldn't lend to me. That's why I decided to steal it but it will never happen again. I promise never to steal again."

Eiki Eyðslukló looked at Íþróttaálfurinn and he nodded in agreement because Eiki should forgive when someone apologized. Stella offered to return the goggles to the store and get them refunded.

Íþróttaálfurinn said that it would be a good idea to return the goggles. Stella Stel did so and gave the bank and money back to Eiki Eyðslukló. He put the money back into the bank, this time in foreign currency.

/notes:

Stela means ‘to steal’

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Latibær á Ólympíuleikum (LazyTown at the Olympics) - Chapter 14/28

Original story by Magnús Scheving (1996)

Illustrations by Halldór Baldursson

14. Prank

The day went fast. The kids continued to compete and practice in various sports and soon came to choose which would go to the Olympics on behalf of the town.

The Mayor was still deeply concerned that Íþróttaálfurinn could not come and help the kids reach the Olympic minimum requirement.

Minimum qualification requirements are decided by International Olympic Committee. For example, you need to life 80 kilograms in Olympic weightlifting to be able to compete in that event at the games.

The Mayor looked at the file about the minimum requirements and thought to himself:

"It's not certain that we'll reach the minimum requirement in every sport and then fewer will get to the games than we want. We desperately need Íþróttaálfurinn now."

Stína Símamær comforted the Mayor:

"This will come to light tomorrow when the kids compete. Then we'll see who does the best. But I suppose it's not the best idea to start thinking about medals because naturally you get all the awards at the finals."

"Ha, yes, of course," replied the Mayor.

Stína hurried to catch up with Gústi Gamli so that they could prepare for tomorrow's competitions.

In the evening there was an evening gathering where all the kids took part in games and various events. Then everyone had to go to sleep at the decided time. Most were very tired after a hard day and were content when they laid their heads on the pillow.

So that Óli Óþekki wouldn't cause any commotion, Officer Lolli decided to sleep in the same room as him.

The girls, Stella Stel, Tína Fína, Steina Sterka and Solla, were all in the same room. Tína Fína absolutely didn't want to sleep in a sleeping bag, she just wanted her own duvet and preferably her own bed and did not actually care to sleep in the community center. She muttered this as she got into the bunk.

"AH!" she shouted. "Oh, I forget something."

"What? Trimming your nails?" Steina Sterka teased.

Tína Fína picked up a big jar of cream and opened it. An unpleasant odor wafted out.

"What is that? It smells like sour milk," said Stella Stel.

Tína Fína smeared the bright green cream on her face, then took two cucumber slices out of a plastic bag and set them on her eyes.

"Are you going to sleep with cucumbers on your eyes?" asked Steina Sterka. She didn't believe her own eyes.

"You have no idea about this; you're from the country," hissed Tína Fína.

"I'm not surprised that you can't sleep in a sleeping bag. You would smear all the green cream in the bag and lose the cucumbers." said Steina Sterka, laughing hysterically.

"What's all this for?" asked Stella Stel, completely astonished.

Solla had turned herself around in her sleeping bag and looked down to the lower bunk to check what was going on. She was startled when she saw Tína Fína who was green-faced with cucumbers over her eyes.

"I don't know if I dare sleep here tonight," said Solla, laughing.

"What's this for?" asked Stella Stel again.

"Oh, this is to make your skin smooth and nice. I saw this in a fashion magazine. ALL girls, who want to become models, do this every single night."

The girls looked at each other and then laid down to sleep. Stella Stel turned off the light and they fell asleep in the blink of an eye.

Óli Óþekki could not sleep. He tossed and turned in bed back and forth but Officer Lolli had long since began snoring. He snored so loud that Óli Óþekki thought he broke the water glass that was beside him. His stomach rose up completely until the buttons on his pajamas were about to pop off. Then he blew out as if he were blowing in a brass band. The snores came in long spurts.

Óli Óþekki tried counting sheep, put the duvet over his head, under his feet and tried everything that he could to find a position where he could fall asleep. He was also so excited.

Often when you're going to compete or participate in something, you can become very excited the day before the competition takes place, but then it's important to relax, take a hot bath right before bed time or drink hot milk.

Óli could not relax.

The clock ticked and midnight came. Then Óli got an idea. How would it be to do a prank and be just a tiny bit naughty. He thought about what he was going to do. His fingers itched because he wanted so much to do just ONE little prank. He sneaked past Officer Lolli who was fast asleep. Opened the door. It creaked a little bit but Officer Lolli didn't wake. He sneaked down the corridor. It was all in darkness. Now who should he prank?

He decided to tease the girls a little. He was thinking of leaping in and giving them such a scare that they screamed out in fear and woke everyone in the hall. He opened the door carefully, counted to three in his head and leaped into the room. He grabbed Tína Fína and was going to let out a bloodcurdling scream to scare her. At the same time, Tína Fína rose up in bed, all green in the face with cucumbers over her eyes.

Instead of scaring the girls, Óli Óþekki screamed in terror:

"HELP! What is that?!"

He leaped backwards and hit his head on the next bunk, grabbed the back of his head and ran out down the corridor shouting:

"It's a ghost.. there's a ghost in the house."

He didn't stop until he was out in the courtyard. There he stood in his underpants and continued to shout:

"There's a ghost in the house! It's green in the face!"

Lights came on in every single room.

Officer Lolli leaped up and saw that Óli Óþekki was gone. He ran into the corridor and blew his whistle.

"There's a ghost," was heard from out in the courtyard.

Óli still stood there in his underpants shivering. All the kids dashed out to the courtyard. Óli Óþekki was crying a bit and muttering:

"There's a ghost in this house."

"Are you talking about a ghost that's green in the face with cucumbers over its eyes?" asked Steina Sterka.

"Yes, that's it exactly. Did you see it too?"

Steina Sterka began laughing uproariously.

"That's Tína Fína! She has beauty cream on her face. She's no ghost."

Officer Lolli told everyone to hurry inside and go back to sleep.

Óli crept, ashamed, up to his bed.

Officer Lolli sat on the bedside next to him and told him that there were no ghosts. He should take care not be be naughty, but go to sleep and do well tomorrow like the others were going to do. Óli Óþekki promised, and Officer Lolli spread the duvet over him and bid him good night.

Óli Óþekki thought to himself just before he fell asleep that maybe it wasn't worth it to be so naughty.

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/no notes this time but I’ve been feeling pretty down lately just because of the time of year (just being so ready for warmth and spring but winter refuses to leave kind of thing) and the recent news about Stefán certainly didn’t do anything to cheer me up, but it’s really nice to have this translation project to focus on when my brain gets like this.

I guess I just want to say that I love you all and I love this fandom and if you’re reading and enjoying my translations, that makes me so happy. 

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Latibær á Ólympíuleikum (LazyTown at the Olympics) - Chapter 17/28

Original story by Magnús Scheving (1996)

Illustrations by Halldór Baldursson

17. Good Advice...

Íþróttaálfurinn knocked softly on one door but no one replied.

He knocked again and heard said faintly:

"Come in."

He opened the door and went in. This was the girls' room. They all sat there together and didn't say a single word.

Steina Sterka looked up and became ecstatic when she saw that it was Íþróttaálfurinn himself who had come. She knew well who he was. She leaped up, ran to him and hugged him. Íþróttaálfurinn didn't know what hit him when the girls leaped on him one after another and hung onto him, all except Tína Fína.

When the girls were through kissing and hugging the elf, they turned to Tína Fína and said:

"Aren't you going to greet Íþróttaálfurinn? Don't you know who he is?"

"I don't care who this is," said Tína Fína.

"He is not fashionable with that long beard and that silly tail-cap. Even though the ensemble may be a bit original, I haven't seen him in any fashion magazine yet."

Íþróttaálfurinn broke in, laughing:

"I am always fashionable. These are clothes that are always in fashion, winter, summer, spring and autumn. Tail-caps are in fashion for example at Christmas, when the Yule Lads wear them; I can wear a tail-cap in the morning or at night because then it's a night-cap. Tail-caps never go out of fashion."

Tína Fína stared at this wonder man.

The girls competed to ask Íþróttaálfurinn advice.

"Wait.. wait.. one at a time, girls. I have little time.  As you know it's not bright over SunnyTown now because no one reached the Olympic minimum requirements."

"We know that," said the girls in one voice.

"But I'm awfully close to it," said Steina Sterka.

"And me too in swimming," said Stella Stel. "The only thing I need is to dive in better. I'm a bit cowardly with diving into the pool."

"Then we'll start with you," replied Íþróttaálfurinn. "You don't need to be afraid of that. It's just water and if you learn how you should dive in and practice then you'll get much better than you are now. Look!"

He took the mattress from one of the bunks and laid it in the middle of the floor, hopped up one one of the beds and showed Stella to stand on a springboard. He flung himself off and dove onto the mattress that lay on the floor.

He did this two or three times until Stella Stel understood what he was trying to teach her.

"Now it's up to you!"

After a while Íþróttaálfurinn said:

"Now go up to the top bunk and throw yourself from there."

Stella Stel was a bit scared to go all the way up to the top bunk but still did it and Íþróttaálfurinn grabbed her as soon as she dove down.

Then they practiced this for a short while but the other girls wanted to learn something too.

Steina Sterka showed Íþróttaálfurinn how she was going to lift up the bar and stand and what would be the most difficult.

They discussed this back and forth and Íþróttaálfurinn wrote many notes, drew many pictures and taught her push-ups that strengthened the arms a lot.

Solla warmed up and did stretching exercises while in the upper bunk, stretching out and bending. Íþróttaálfurinn showed them some new exercises that he had learned on his trip around the country.

"I got this exercise from elves in the east of the country," he said.

He stood on one foot and put his hands straight out like an airplane. Then he jumped up, spun around in the air and landed on his hands.

Solla thought this was a fantastic exercise and shrieked with delight.

"Then I shall teach you, Solla, a special exercise!"

Íþróttaálfurinn jumped up in the air with both feet apart, threw himself forward and landed in a split on the floor.

Solla had never dared to do this exercise and was very happy, having learned many new exercises.

Íþróttaálfurinn turned finally to Tína Fína.

"I'm not going to take part in any competition. I'm not a competitive person and just have no interest in these jumps, leaps and whatever it's all called."

Íþróttaálfurinn said that that was okay. It wasn't necessary for everyone to compete in sports. If she had interest in make-up, beauty cream and fashion, that was okay. She should just read a lot more about it and make sure not to judge others by how they looked. It didn't matter how people were dressed as long as everyone presented themselves with honesty. Íþróttaálfurinn told Tína Fína that she had to stop criticizing others because it wouldn't be possible for everyone to afford to buy as many clothes as her and then would not not be possible that everyone care about being fashionable.

"Of course!" said Tína Fína, offended.

"No, that is not the whole truth. Not everyone wants to follow fashion trends but rather choose to go their own way," said Íþróttaálfurinn.

Tína Fína said that she was going to think about the matter. She didn't quite believe him and wouldn't until she was confident that he was the actual Íþróttaálfurinn.

"Of course he's the Íþróttaálfurinn," said Solla in surprise.

"Didn't you see the exercises he did?"

"Yeah, yeah," said Tína Fína, "I thought they were very nice! I just haven't seen them before and I'm not totally sure whether they're in..."

The girls all looked sharply at Tína Fína.

"No, I'm going to stop saying that," she said, "It doesn't matter whether they are in fashion or not. They were very good exercises."

There was a completely different tone to her now.

Before Íþróttaálfurinn said goodbye to the girls he whispered to Steina Sterka:

"Steina Sterka, you must remember one thing! Though you lift and are stronger than boys, you must never belittle others. I saw today that you put Smári Smart down by lifting more than him and then making fun of him."

Steina promised never to do it again.

Íþróttaálfurinn said goodnight to them and whispered:

"Good luck tomorrow!"

/notes:

I always thought Íþróttaálfurinn’s hat was just an elf thing but apparently the Icelandic tail-cap (skotthúfa) is actually part of Iceland’s national costume.

The Yule Lads (jólasveinarnir) are a group of 13 characters from Icelandic folklore who visit on the 13 nights before Christmas, leaving gifts and sometimes pulling pranks.

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Latibær á Ólympíuleikum (LazyTown at the Olympics) - Chapter 26/28

Original story by Magnús Scheving (1996)

Illustrations by Halldór Baldursson

26. The Olympic Games

The big day dawned. The Olympic Games begin when the teams of every nation who is taking part in them walk into the sports stadium with a flag bearer leading each team. On behalf of SunnyTown, Óli Óþekki walked foremost with the flag. It's a great honor to walk as flag bearer and Óli had done so very well and followed everything that was said to him that everyone in the group were in agreement that he should carry the flag.

Thousands of people watched and cheered at the athletes who came into the stadium. Great expectation reigned. Many athletes warmed up and stretched. The Olympic team from SunnyTown also did this under the leadership of Íþróttaálfurinn.

"One and two, bend and bow, up and down, stretch and fold."

Íþróttaálfurinn sang this and everyone did the exercises in time with the song.

"Jump apart together and now it's fun!" said the elf.

Then the competitions began one after another. Many sports were competing at the time time. Solla competed in gymnastics, Maggi Mjói in pole vault and Steina Sterka in weightlifting.

Stebbi Stafur dashed all over the place and tried to keep track of who was competing and how they were doing.

He also had to phone home to SunnyTown and talk to Stína Símamær so she could tell everyone at home how the athletes were doing.

Maggi Mjói leaped even higher than he had ever leaped before. It wasn't enough for a victory but he was very far ahead and was very happy with the results.

Solla also did very well and she was very content with her lot.

Steina Sterka had set a personal record and lifted eighty-five kilograms. The were still a few competitors left. The bar had ninety kilograms on it. A girl from Russia tried to lift it first and failed. Then Steina Sterka tried. She brought the bar up to her chest. Then there was just to bring it up over her head. Steina screamed with effort, the bar lifted up and Steina stood with it there until the judges gave a signal that the lift was valid. Steina was now in first place.

Then a Chinese girl came. She also lifted the same weight. Now the fight for first place was exciting. A hundred kilos were put on the bar. It would be a new world record if any girl succeeded in lifting it.

The Chinese girl began. And wouldn't you know it! She set the world record! Steina Sterka was anxious but she tried to match it. She lifted the bar up to her chest and tried everything that she could but the bar did not go higher this time.

Steina Sterka had to be content with second place, which was an amazing success.

When many nations compete, it's very difficult to be in first place and for nations and towns with small populations like SunnyTown it's far from a given that you will reach first place.

Right before Stella Stel had to compete in swimming, Íþróttaálfurinn appeared with brand-new swimming goggles which he gave her and wished her good luck. Stella was very happy with the new goggles and thanked the elf sincerely.

"You remember to never steal anything ever again," he said.

Stella Stel promised this.

"Hurry off now, because the competition starts in a few minutes. Good luck!" said Íþróttaálfurinn.

Stella leaped far and she did very well in swimming. She did the same as the others, set a new SunnyTown record in breaststroke and came fifth place in backstroke.

"Magnificent success!" wrote the journalists in the SunnyTown paper.

Everyone in SunnyTown was pleased with the success and papers competed to try to get interviews with the athletes.

In the evening everyone fell asleep early, as they were dead tired after a long competition day.

The next day Hinrik Hik had to compete in 100 meter race, Halli in shot put and Óli Óþekki in football.

They got up bright and early, had their breakfast and then began their stretching exercises. Íþróttaálfurinn saw to the instruction.

"One, two and three, bend down, stretch, fold."

He asked whether everyone had enough water in their canteens because it would be very hot and everyone had to take care to drink lots of water. Halli said he had filled his canteen with water from the tap. Then Hinrik Hik said:

"You can't drink water straight from the tap! You have to buy it at the store."

"You can't drink it straight from the tap here like at home in SunnyTown?"

"No, it's not possible, the water here is not nearly as clean and clear as home in SunnyTown."

"What are you saying? I have to buy all my water? Then it costs money?" asked Halli.

"Yes, you have to buy it in bottles like these," said Hinrik Hik. "There you see how good we have it at home in SunnyTown! We can get water anytime when we're thirsty without paying a króna."

"Yes, now you understand how good you have it," said Halli.

Home is always best," said Stebbi Stafur, "Hurry off now, because the competitions are going to start."

People in SunnyTown waited with bated breath to see how Hinrik Hik, who had the most hope attached to him, did in the 100 meter race that was supposed to begin.

In the first lane was a boy from the United States, in the second lane a boy from China, in the third Hinrik Hik, in the fourth lane was a young man from Brazil, in the fifth a lad from Norway, in the sixth lane Japan, in the seventh a Kenyan and the eighth was an athlete from Sweden.

The man with the starting gun called:

"On your mark!"

Hinrik Hik was sweating and all the people in SunnyTown, who were watching the live broadcast on TV, were biting their nails in excitement.

Stína Símamær moaned:

"Ooh, I just can't tolerate so much excitement. Ooh, he just can't hesitate."

The Mayor walked around the floor and couldn't even watch the TV.

Officer Lolli said:

"I know he's going to do well."

"Get set," said the starter.

They rose up.

"BANG!" The shot went off.

Everyone dashed off.

Íþróttaálfurinn shouted:

"Go Hinrik... go... remember to focus."

Hinrik Hik shot up off the block, ran off like lightning, didn't hesitate one second, but dashed onward along the track.

When the race was halfway everyone was neck and neck. Hinrik HIk increased speed and Íþróttaálfurinn jumped for joy and let his shouts of encouragement be heard all around the stadium:

"Go Hinrik!"

Stebbi Stafur tossed aside the bag with all the books.

Hinrik Hik approached the end line. The runners seemed to come neck and neck to the finish line. It could hardly be seen who had won.

Spectators at the Olympic Stadium asked each other:

"Who won? Who won? Was it the Brazilian or the American?"

The judges had to watch the race back on a computer and then it was revealed that Hinrik had won.

At home in SunnyTown the people screamed for joy. This was the first athlete from SunnyTown that won a victory at the Olympics.

"Hinrik Hik is the winner! Go SunnyTown!"

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Latibær á Ólympíuleikum (LazyTown at the Olympics) - Chapter 13/28

Original story by Magnús Scheving (1996)

Illustrations by Halldór Baldursson

13. Steina Sterka

Stella Stel competed in swimming.

Stella Stel lived in BigTown which was not far from SunnyTown. She was swimming queen in that town. Stella had shaved all of her hair and was almost like Stebbi Stafur's grandfather except she still had all her teeth. She probably did this so that her hair wouldn't hinder her when she was swimming.

Many people came to watch practice in the swimming pool but there was a great interest in swimming in SunnyTown.

Smári Smart thought that he would be the only one who could lift 75 kilograms in Olympic weightlifting. He said:

"Add more to the bar. I'm going to life 80 kilograms!"

He went to the bowl that was full of white powder. It was chalk to put on the palms to get a better grip. He put the chalk on his hands and struck them together so that the chalk was scattered all over the place.

He was still wearing pants to his heels but still took a belt which he put around his middle. This was some sort of lifting belt.

He bent down and then wiped both buttocks. Then he took the bar and tried to lift it up in front of his chest. He did this fairly safely. Then he just had to get the bar up over his head. He tried to lift it but failed to get the bring the bar up all the way. He screamed with effort, gritted his teeth and tried everything he could but had to slam the weight back down to the ground. A girl came up to him then and said:

"It would probably be best if you pulled up your pants!"

He turned around.

"What do you know about this BABE... this, this is in fashion."

But when he discovered that his pants had sunk down to his ankles and he stood in just his underpants, he quickly went silent and pulled them up in haste.

"WOW! NICE underpants!" the girl teased.

"I'm going to try," she said.

"You're going to try? You think you can make it?"

Smári laughed loudly.

"Haha, you, a girl, are going to lift 80 kilograms in Olympic weightlifting? Boys, have you heard anything funnier?

The boys rocked with laughter.

The girl didn't let this have any effect on her but went to the bar, bent down and lifted the weights far over her head, stood motionless with them for four seconds before she slammed them back down. Smári Smart didn't believe his own eyes and had to take off his sunglasses to be completely sure it was true.

You could have heard a needle drop in the boys group. They were all speechless with amazement.

All the girls in the group clapped and shouted "Go, Steina Sterka!"

Steina Sterka was from the countryside and extremely strong. She had taken part in farm jobs since she was a little girl. She had milked, carried water buckets, fed the horses and then she had made hay every summer and it was a lot of effort. In addition to this she always ate healthy food. This is why she was so strong. In the countryside there are not as many fast food restaurants and convenience stores as in more urban areas.

She went to Smári Smart, patted him on the head and said:

"If I were you, I would hitch up my pants, take off my hat, ditch the glasses and do it like a man."

Smári Smart went bright red in the face.

"Hey, don't you know that this is in fashion?"

Halli went directly to Steina Sterka and was quick to ask:

"Do you think that shot put is in fashion?"

"Shot put has always been in fashion, it's a classic," said Steina Sterka as she put on her overalls.

Halli did not quite understand this word.

"Classic? What is that now."

He decided to run straight to Stebbi Stafur and ask him this. Halli had actually not yet chosen a sport for himself. Should he choose shot put, Olympic weightlifting or something else?

"Stebbi Stafur! What's a classic?" asked Halli when he finally reached him.

"A classic is something that is always valid."

"Then is shot put a classic?"

"Of course! Shot put is the kind of thing that will always be valid."

"Then it's not uncool to compete in shot put?"

"Far from it. Plus you did so well last time that of course you should contiue on the same path."

"That's good to hear now," said Halli. "I thought that I was out of fashion."

/notes:

Sterkur means “strong”.

A weightlifting belt is worn to help support the lower back while lifting heavy weights

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Latibær á Ólympíuleikum (LazyTown at the Olympics) - Chapter 18/28

Original story by Magnús Scheving (1996)

Illustrations by Halldór Baldursson

18. Sports Food

As soon as he leaped out of the room and wondered where he should go next, he saw Siggi Sæti come down the corridor. He knew Íþróttaálfurinn immediately and was quick to greet him with a handshake.

"You won't believe how happy everyone will be to see you that you're here! Where have you been?"

Siggi held on to Íþróttaálfurinn's hand.

"I have been far and wide, in many towns and villages," said Íþróttaálfurinn. "If you only knew how many townspeople all over have become lazy and stopped exercising. I have been to towns where no one knows how to ride a bike or play any games."

"What are you saying?!" said Siggi.

"SunnyTown was that way once. Have you forgotten that?" asked Íþróttaálfurinn and looked down at this hand, which Siggi still shook eagerly.

"Oh, sorry," said Siggi, letting go of the elf's hand.

"I need your help," said Íþróttaálfurinn.

"You need help from me?" said Siggi Sæti. "I'll do whatever it is. You helped me once. Now I'm going to repay the favor. What do you want me to do?"

Siggi waited eagerly for the request.

"You don't really need to help me but rather the kids in SunnyTown."

"Now, how can I do that?" asked Siggi.

"Remember when you ate sweets all day?"

"Umm, yes, that was a terrible day although sometimes it's good to have sweets every now and then. Now I just have candy day on Saturdays as you know," said Siggi.

"I know that. You stopped eating a lot of sweets and went instead to eating healthy food."

Siggi was getting excited.

"Yes, I have done that since then. Where are these kids?"

"Can you see that all the kids, who are trying to qualify for the Olympics, get the right food?"

"You mean that I prepare food for them - breakfast and dinner? That I give them apples, crispbread, banana, juice and muesli?"

"Yes, that's what I mean. You know all about healthy food."

"I can absolutely do that." said Siggi.

Íþróttaálfurinn and Siggi plotted about what the kids should eat. If you are going to succeed in sports, the food is the main thing. All good athletes know it.

Siggi knew this because he felt much better after he stopped eating a lot of sugar.

He always ate a healthy breakfast. He had popcorn instead of potato chips, boiled potatoes instead of french fries and fish instead of sausages.

Siggi immediately planned to prepare a sports menu and began to write down what the kids should eat.

Íþróttaálfurinn asked where to find kids who he could assist and Siggi Sæti pointed out that he should go into room number 22. There were boys there who greatly needed help.

Siggi's smile didn't vanish as he stood in the corridor and waited eagerly to take on the project.

Íþróttaálfurinn launched into cartwheels down the corridor. He did a somersault in the air, spun around at the end of the corridor and dashed around the corner.

He came to a stop in front of room number 22.

When the elf was about to open the door, he heard voices from the room. He stopped opening and listened in.

"You know that I was the only one who reached the minimum today."

The elf opened the door carefully. Pétur Plat stood in the middle of the floor, his back turned to him and continued to talk. He didn't notice Íþróttaálfurinn in the doorway.

"Yeah, I reached it! I'm the best, you see, and I don't need to practice anymore."

Íþróttaálfurinn cleared his throat and Pétur Plat turned around.

"Aren't you Íþróttaálfurinn?" asked Pétur Plat, blinking his eyes at the boys.

"Yes," replied Íþróttaálfurinn.

"Have you competed in decathlon?" Pétur Plat continued.

The boys leaped up from the bunks.

"Íþróttaálfurinn, you're here?"

"Wait, boys!" said Pétur Plat. "I am talking to him. I dare you to compete with me in decathlon. I'll pulverize you. I'm the best, I pulverize everyone. I was the only one who reached the minimum today. Have I told you that?" said Pétur Plat, pulling in the drawstring on his pants.

"Now you're lying again," said Íþróttaálfurinn. "No one reached the minimum requirements today."

"Now how do you know that?" asked Pétur Plat in astonishment.

"I have been observing you all day."

"Have you done that?" asked Pétur Plat. "How?"

"I've been observing you from the mountain and seen everything that has happened and you Pétur my boy, who is always deceiving people, must put an end to this disrespect and instead speak true and right."

Pétur Plat gulped and sat down on the bed.

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Latibær á Ólympíuleikum (LazyTown at the Olympics) - Chapter 10/28

Original story by Magnús Scheving (1996)

Illustrations by Halldór Baldursson

10. Pétur Plat and the Cool Dude

The boys decided to run over to the next room. Smári Smart, Eiki Eyðslukló, Goggi and Pétur Plat were there. You already know everyone except Pétur. Pétur Plat was always deceiving and telling lies. He could never ever speak right and true. It was almost impossible to believe anything he said. As all kids know, it's a nasty habit to tell lies. You should accustom yourself to always telling the truth. But Pétur Plat couldn't do it at all.

All the kids knew this and therefore didn't take much notice of what he said.

"Last one does ten push-ups," cried Maggi Mjói and ran off.

The boys leaped up one after the other and shoved into the corridor. Some tumbled over.

"Wait for me!" shouted Einar Eini.

In the corridor there was great pandemonium. Everyone competed to be first to open the door next to the boys. Halli seized the doorknob and ripped the door open.

The boys lay one on top of the other in the doorway. They were faced with Smári Smart, his discman going full blast in his ears, beanie on his head, sunglasses, pants to his heels, holding a hairbrush in his hand and singing a rap track with accompanying hip movements. He took no notice of the boys lying on the floor.

He knew the lyrics word for word. This was a terrible song, the boys covered their ears and looked at each other.

Smári had not noticed that the power had gone because he was wearing such dark sunglasses. He quickly stopped singing and turned around.

The boys burst out laughing, rolling on the floor.

Smári Smart went quickly toward them but got tangled in his pants, which had slipped down to his thighs with all the rap-movement.

He fell flat on his face. The glasses slipped from his nose and the hat down over his eyes.

The boys laughed even more. Stebbi Stafur appeared and called so loud that he overpowered the hysterically laughing boys.

"You shouldn't laugh at others’ misfortune."

The boys went silent and helped Smára Smart to his feet.

"There's evening snack out in the dining room," said Stebbi Stafur.

/notes:

Plata means “to trick or deceive”.

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Latibær á Ólympíuleikum (LazyTown at the Olympics) - Chapter 16/28

Original story by Magnús Scheving (1996)

Illustrations by Halldór Baldursson

16. Learning to Save

Íþróttaálfurinn sneaked on his toes. There was dead silence in the house because everyone was clearly very worried about how the day had gone. Most of the kids sat on their beds or lay down, thinking about the situation. No one succeeded. Even Óli Óþekki  lay completely still on his bed, staring up into the air and thinking to himself that maybe his performance wasn't better because he had been so naughty during the night.

As Íþróttaálfurinn tiptoed and made sure that no one heard him, his ears caught the sound of movement from the dining room.

"Who could be eating at this hour?" thought Íþróttaálfurinn.

He backed up and looked in the door. He saw that it was Eiki Eyðslukló who was there cleaning up the tables and washing up. He stood by the sink and put dishes into it, with his pockets turned out, going down to his shoes. Sweat dripped from his forehead and down into his eyes so that he could hardly see down into the sink. Eiki was so busy with the washing up that he didn't notice that Íþróttaálfurinn had come into the kitchen and stood behind him. But when he was about to reach for the next dish, he saw Íþróttaálfurinn with his great beard directly in front of him.

Eiki Eyðslukló cried out in fright and threw the dish up in the air. He leaped up onto the kitchen counter with one foot in the sink and the other on the clean dishes and held onto the dishwashing brush with both hands. Íþróttaálfurinn was quick to think when he saw that the dish that Eiki Eyðslukló had let go of was coming down fast and was about to turn into a thousand shards. He threw himself after it and managed to grab it before in smashed onto the floor.

Eiki Eyðslukló was still standing up on the counter. He pointed the washing brush toward the elf and said:

"Wh.. who are you?"

Íþróttaálfurinn stood up with the dish, placed it in the sink and helped Eiki down to the floor. He sat him down on a chair and started to tell him the story of what he did.

"Yes, I've heard a lot about you," said Eiki Eyðslukló.

"You're Íþróttaálfurinn. You're the famous Íþróttaálfurinn."

"Now, I don't know about that," said Íþróttaálfurinn. "I just do my best to help out and here I've come to assist you."

"Assist me?"

"Yes, now you're working to earn money."

"Yes," said Eiki Eyðslukló. "The Mayor got me this job so I can get some money."

Eiki stood up.

"Tomorrow I'm going to go and buy..."

"No, no, no!" said Íþróttaálfurinn. "You shall not buy anything right away."

"Yes, I'm just going to spend it..." continued Eiki.

"No, you absolutely shouldn't spend it, you would do much better to save this money so that you can go to the Olympics."

"Save it so that I can go to the Olympics? What should I do at the Olympics?" asked Eiki Eyðslukló in surprise.

"You should compete in the relay, I'm going to set up a relay team so SunnyTown can go to the Olympics."

Eiki Eyðslukló stared at Íþróttaálfurinn.

"Are you saying that I should NOT spend this money?"

"Yes, it's very expensive to go on trips like this. You need to go out of the country and that costs money. You need to buy food for yourself and a lot of other things. Then it pays to have enough money."

"That's true," said Eiki. "Maybe I should save what I earn. But how?"

Íþróttaálfurinn said that he would get him a money bank that he could put the money in.

"I've heard of a money bank before.. I think..." said Eiki.

He very much liked this idea.

Then Íþróttaálfurinn told him all about relay and he promised to go to practice the day after.

Eiki had often run because he was quick to spend money as you know and he had to be nimble and run fast to be able to spend the most in the shortest time.

"Better keep going," said Eiki. "I must finish this so that I get something to put in my bank."

The elf took his leave and continued his journey though the community center.

/notes:

The title of this chapter is written in the book as “Að læra að sparka” which means ‘learning to kick’, but after translating the rest of the chapter I suspect that this is a typo and that it should be “Að læra að spara” which means ‘learning to save’. It just makes a lot more sense in the context of this particular chapter.

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Latibær á Ólympíuleikum (LazyTown at the Olympics) - Chapter 15/28

Original story by Magnús Scheving (1996)

Illustrations by Halldór Baldursson

15. Íþróttaálfurinn

The Mayor went around the area in low spirits with a list what each of the minimum requirements should be and compared them with the results in each sport. People warmed up, toiled, sweated and stretched.

What about long jump? No, no one had jumped far enough. Neither had anyone gone high enough in pole vault.

"Oooh!"

The Mayor blew out his breath and became more and more hopeless as the day went on. Where was Íþróttaálfurinn? Where could he be? He needed him desperately now.

He paused in front of the running track where Hinrik Hik was once again preparing to run 100 meters.

"Take you marks, ready, get set, go!" called Gústi.

The Mayor expected to see Hinrik Hik take off and leave all the other competitors in the dust but he did not get his wish.

Hinrik Hik hesitated behind while all the others ran off but they were not quick enough and did not reach the minimum requirement.

The Mayor had held great hope for Hinrik Hik. Hinrik sat down on the running track and had become just as hopeless as the Mayor.

The day went on and no one reached the minimum requirement. Everyone went home. The kids went to the sleeping hall in low spirits.

The Mayor was too restless to eat dinner, but rather he walked around the living room floor at his home with his hands behind his back, muttering to himself.

"What should I do? What's to be done?"

He sat at the kitchen table and watched his dinner go cold. Stood back up and paced around the floor, sat down again and looked out the window at the hill where the elf made his home.

He wondered about why the elf shouldn't have said anything to him. But maybe he had not come home.

He sat back down at his kitchen table where his dinner waited for him, poured milk into a glass, took the cutlery and stuck them into the ice-cold food. It didn't matter to him that it had gone cold; he didn't notice; so heavy were his thoughts.

But far outside the town, far up in the mountains at the highest peak, where no human being can go, sat Íþróttaálfurinn in a large group of elves. These were elves from neighboring communities and everyone had been following along with the competitors from their towns. There were two elves from the capital, two from the south, one from the west, east and north.

The elves held a meeting about the situation and came to the conclusion that Íþróttaálfurinn should go down to the town and talk a little with the kids and even give them some advice to try and reach the Olympic minimum requirements.

Íþróttaálfurinn took his notebook, stuck it into his pocket and hopped off down the mountainside. He wasn't long down the slope and was down to the road in the blink of an eye. He ran along the road, over the pipe gate and all the way down into town.

The Mayor did not know that Íþróttaálfurinn was on his way into town and grew even more anxious.

He tore at his hair. Now he had stopped eating and walked continuously back and forth around his living room.

Íþróttaálfurinn shot past the Mayor's house along the streets of town all the way down to the square. There, he got himself a sip of water. After that, he dashed off toward the community center.

"Ring! Ring!"

The Mayor startled and threw up his hands.

He grabbed the phone and hoped to hear Íþróttaálfurinn

"Mayor, Mayor!" was shouted on the phone.

"Yes, yes, this is the Mayor."

"This is Stína Símamær."

"Yes, hello and how are you," said the Mayor.

"I'm so very worried about the situation. Yes, I must say that I'm very concerned about this," said Stína, sighing and was very heavy-hearted.

"I've called all my girlfriends and almost everyone I know and we have collectively tried to find some solution in order to reach these minimum requirements..."

Stína drew her breath. Meanwhile the Mayor came to a conclusion.

"I think that we'll simply have to cancel sending people to the Olympics," he said in a trembling voice.

"Cancel!" said Stína. "Almighty! Are you talking about just sending NO ONE on behalf of the town to the Olympics? Can't we just change these minimum requirements, and no one need know of it?"

"No, cheating is out of the question," replied the Mayor.

"I know that this is a major decision but I don't see that we can do anything else. I've walked around the floor here thinking about the matter and this is my conclusion. We'll cancel sending people to the Olympics."

Stína Símamær the busybody went silent on the phone for the first time, a person who had chattered on the phone almost continuously for twenty years was totally speechless.

"Hello, hello, are you still there?" asked the Mayor.

After a long moment she said:

"You're the one saying that we'll cancel this."

"Yes," said the Mayor. "Unfortunately."

"Should I let people know," asked Stína, "and call Officer Lolli so that he can also pass the message on?"

"I suppose that would be best." said the Mayor sadly.

There were tears in his eyes when he hung up the phone.

But while this was going on, Íþróttaálfurinn had come into the community center and sneaked down the hallway.

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Latibær á Ólympíuleikum (LazyTown at the Olympics) - Chapter 8/28

Original story by Magnús Scheving (1996)

Illustrations by Halldór Baldursson

8. Hinrik Hik

On the upper bunk above Stebbi Stafur, a boy sat and didn't say a word.

"What's your name?" asked Maggi.

"My na.. my na.. name is Hinrik."

"Hinrik. You're just called Hinrik?" asked Maggi.

"Hinrik Hik," replied the boy.

"Good day, Hinrik Hik," said Siggi Sæti.

Siggi decided to choose an upper bunk like Hinrik.

"Isn't it better to have me on the top bunk?" asked Maggi Mjói. "You are so much heavier than me. If it should break now..."

The boys laughed tremendously.

"Yeah, probably, since I don't know if can get up to the top bunk. You have to be pretty agile to be able to climb so high. I'll make do with the bottom," said Siggi, smiling and letting himself fall to the bed.

Hinrik Hik seemed a bit shy. Stebbi Stafur was starting to ask him all kinds of riddles but Hinrik couldn't answer any of them. Stebbi Stafur did not like the look of it.

"Don't you know what the difference is between hoofed animals and cloven-hoofed animals?

"No," said Hinrik. "Should I kn.. know tha.. that."

"I shall lend you this book and then you can read all about it."

Hinrik Hik looked at Stebbi Stafur and took the book a bit hesitantly.

"And it's not a bad idea that you read out loud so that they can learn this too," said Stebbi.

"Huh?," said Maggi Mjói, "read out loud for us. We know a lot of things, you don't need to read it out loud for us."

Stebbi was quick to break in and ask:

"Which animal runs fastest in the world? And which animal goes slowest?"

"Umm, I'm not really sure about that," said Maggi, scratching his head.

"Then just read it from the book. Hinrik, read it!" said Stebbi, determined.

"Read, wh.. where..." said Hinrik Hik, hesitating.

"It's here on page five," said Stebbi Stafur, standing up and waiting for the reading.

Hinrik Hik was a bit ashamed and said then:

"I.. I..."

He continued to hesitate and all three friends looked at him.

"I'm called Hinrik Hik because I always he.. he.. hesitate."

"Just read slow and easy for us," said Stebbi Stafur.

"I.. I can't read out loud," moaned Hinrik Hik.

There was a grave silence in the room.

"Do you not know how to read?" asked Stebbi Stafur. "Has no one taught you to read?"

"I mean.. I'm not go.. good at reading out loud, so I have to use gla.. glasses when I read."

"Just put them on and I'll help you read."

Stebbi prepared to begin the reading.

"I know you're going to laugh as soon as I put on the glasses - and also when I hesitate with the reading," answered Hinrik.

Maggi Mjói didn't believe his own ears. Was Stebbi Stafur going to teach Hinrik Hiki to read? And before he knew it Stebbi Stafur was sitting beside Hinrik and going over each word after the other.

"When you're learning to read it's best to take some easy books, with many pictures and short texts and increase the text little by little."

His grandfather had taught him this. His grandfather always had him read many books. As a result Stebbi Stafur was a bit of a bookworm and had a lot of fun looking at and reading books. His grandfather had a big library where Stebbi could always go to borrow both old and new books. His grandfather had once said to him:

"You just start and the bottom and then read every book in the bookcase until you get up to the top shelf."

Stebbi was not done with all the books in the bookcase but was almost halfway there. He had read books about the animals in Africa, all the Icelandic Sagas and books by Halldór Laxness.

Stebbi Stafur told Hinrik Hik that he should get his grandfather's books that would be good to start with.

"You have to be patient, then it comes."

Hinrik Hik said that he often hesitated and would have trouble talking when he was insecure, especially where there were strangers.

"With practice you won't hesitate on the text. Now put the glasses on," said Stebbi.

"Yes, but I don't have the courage for it," replied Hinrik Hik quickly.

"Now why not?" asked Stebbi Stafur.

"In my class this winter everyone laughed when I put my glasses on," said Hinrik Hik.

"There are always some dumb kids who laugh and we'll just let them laugh. They're hiding their own weaknesses."

Stebbi had answers to everything.

"Yes," said Maggi Mjói, "I was also laughed at because I was so skinny but Íþróttaálfurinn, who was here last year, taught me a lot."

"People are always being judged by their looks. Some might be fat..." said Siggi Sæti, stepping up on a chair.

"..and some are skinny like me," said Maggi Mjói.

"Still others are small but you're not supposed to judge people from their appearance. It's the disposition that matters," said Stebbi.

"Disposition?" said Hinrik Hik.

"Yes, it's how you are inside, appearance doesn't matter - for example what color your hair is, dark, light or red; it changes nothing about the person.

Therefore, you should never make fun of those who are different than others - whether they wear glasses or are bald. My grandfather doesn't have one single hair on his head and he can also take out his teeth and have no teeth and he is never teased," said Stebbi Stafur, looking proudly at the books that his grandfather had lent him.

"Do you think I should my glasses on now?" asked Hinrik Hik.

".. and teeth," added Maggi, teasing.

The boys laughed.

"Of course you should put them on now," said Maggi Mjói.

"It's inconvenient to be half blind because you don't dare to put on you're glasses," said Siggi Sæti.

As Hinrik was looking for this glasses, the door was thrown open and Óli Óþekki leaped in screaming:

"AHA.. you know who is in a room with me?"

"Nooo," said the boys in chorus.

"I'm ALONE in a room," shrieked Óli.

"No wonder," said Maggi Mjói.

"Now, why do you say that?" asked Óli Óþekki, starting to climb the bunks.

"It's because you are so naughty. No one could sleep in the same room as you. You never go to sleep on time and always wake up too late. Íþróttaálfurinn taught us that you must go to sleep early if you're going to succeed."

Maggi looked to the other boys in hope of agreement. They all nodded their heads.

/notes: 

Hik means “hesitation”

Halldór Laxness is a 20th century Icelandic writer (wikipedia link)

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Latibær á Ólympíuleikum (LazyTown at the Olympics) - Chapter 7/28

Original story by Magnús Scheving (1996)

Illustrations by Halldór Baldursson

7. The Community Center

The Rooster leaped out of his sun chair and crowed:

"Cock-a-doodle-doo, cock-a-doodle-doo,"

He looked over the town and saw that nobody woke up.

He crowed again:

"Cock-a-doodle-doo," - even louder.

Now the lights came on in each house after another.

The Rooster was extremely satisfied with this. He was also a bit conceited because he did such a good job. He had managed to wake up each morning at the right time, ever since Íþróttaálfurinn had talked to him. The Sun greeted the Rooster. She was crawling up in the sky. She stretched herself out and the Rooster did likewise. It's good when you wake up and begin the morning by stretching well.  After his stretching exercises were finished he went toward the stream, picked up his beak brush and brushed his beak. He looked down at the water, caught his reflection and fixed his comb so that he looked good.

"You never know if you're going to see some cute hen," he said to himself.

He started his morning workout. One step to the left and two steps to the right, stretch the leg, straighten the leg, shake the tail, clap. He didn't quite succeed in clapping. The Sun saw him and smiled out, letting her beams dance along all the rooftops all the way down to the square.

Maggi Mjói was up. He was out of his pajamas and now stood in a t-shirt and shorts in the kitchen making breakfast. Breakfast is the foundation for the day -  as Íþróttaálfurinn had taught him. If you skip breakfast you will hungry almost all day and you will not have the energy to play or do anything for the rest of the day.

Maggi wondered what he should eat. He decided to have crispbread, water, oatmeal, a glass of milk, toast and lýsi. Once upon a time, he thought that lýsi tasted awful. Do you remember that? But now he thought it necessary to take lýsi, which would prevent him from getting sick.

When Maggi had eaten, he ran to Siggi Sæti and asked whether he wasn't going to hurry up, they should be down at the community center. Siggi Sæti said goodbye to his parents with a kiss and took an apple with him for a snack.

When they arrived at the community center, there was a long line of kids who were signing up for the preparatory course for the Olympics. The boys got in line and took a look at the kids. There was Smári Smart, Tína Fína, Pétur Plat, Eiki Eyðslukló, Solla, Nenni Níski, Goggi and more and more. Some kids they did not know. They were probably kids from nearby towns and villages.

                         (text on building: “community center”)

When they got to the front of the line, Stína Símamær received them, welcomed them said that she was in charge and they'd better not cause any commotion or disobey. Everything she said should be obeyed, in every way.

"It's hardly surprising that Stína's being hard," Siggi blurted out.

"Huh?! Were you saying something, young man?" asked Stína.

"No, yeah, I said that it's hardly surprising what a big horde... I mean of children," said Siggi.

The kids were given a schedule on a big sheet of paper that Stína said they were not to lose under any circumstance. It said there when they had to go to practice, meal times and all about bedtime.

"But where should we sleep?" was heard from Óli Óþekki further down the line. "And when should we go to sleep?"

"You have to go to sleep nice and early.

Boys! Your rooms are at the north side of the house, but the girls are to sleep on the west side."

Stína went with the group and showed them the rooms.

Siggi Sæti and Maggi Mjói hurried to check who they were in a room with. When they got there, Stebbi Stafur sat there with a stack of books on the bed, reading. As soon as the boys appeared in the doorway he said:

"Boys, name me one animal that has four knees."

"One animal with four knees," repeated Maggi.

He looked at Siggi who shrugged his shoulders.

"There is.. there's a cat."

"No, no. A cat only has two knees - on the front legs. It doesn't have knees on the back legs."

Stebbi went silent then, clearly waiting for an answer.

"I give up," said Maggi.

"It's an elephant. It says here in this book."

Stebbi turned the book so that the boys could see.

"Yes, so it is. Yes, of course," said Siggi Sæti. "Of course it's an elephant. It can bend all its legs."

Then Stebbi Stafur showed them a picture of an elephant in the circus.

"Yes, yes.. I'd like it if I could borrow this book from you," said Maggi Mjói.

"No matter, I have enough to read," said Stebbi, handing him the book.

notes:

I’m sure you all remember that “lýsi” is fish oil, but I thought I’d make a note of anyway just in case.

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Latibær á Ólympíuleikum (LazyTown at the Olympics) - Chapter 6/28

Original story by Magnús Scheving (1996)

Illustrations by Halldór Baldursson

6. "Hey, wow, freaky man!"

Solla and Halli walked down the street side by side with the siblings, Tína Fína and Smári Smart. Smári dangled inside his clothes with pants to his heels and dragging along behind his shoes.

"Why are there so many here in the square?"

He turned in a circle.

"What's up?"

"You say what's happening," said Solla. "Not what's up."

"Wow, we have to check this out," said Smári Smart.

"Check?" asked Halli. "What are you talking like, a foreigner?"

"We have to check out this paper up there on the wall; everybody's reading this paper."

Halli didn't know whether he should correct him and tell him: "You don't say check. You say investigate." But before he had thought is over, Smári had rolled on his skateboard all the way up to the advertisement.

Tína Fína went slowly after him.

"Why does she walk so funny?" asked Solla.

"Walk, what do you mean?" said Halli.

"Don't you see that she always steps with one foot in front of the other and puts them in a cross?" replied Solla.

"You don't suppose she's hurt her knee - or maybe she's trying to lift her shoes?" said Halli, smiling.

"Why are you walking like that? Are you hurt?" Solla asked Tína Fína cautiously.

"Hurt? Nooo, I'm walking like this because this walk is fashionable," replied Tína angrily and almost fell out of her tall shoes.

"Hey, wow! Freaky," said Smári Smart. "Everyone can participate in preparing for the Olympics. It says right here in black and white. WOW!"

"Oh, really?" said Halli. "I competed in shot put once and got a medal for it. That was when the town was called LazyTown. Do you want to see it? I can show it to you. Maybe I should take part in the Olympics."

Halli was pumped up with expectation.

"And me! I will be well-dressed at the Olympics. It makes all the difference in who you are and how you appear," said Smári Smart.

"It's not enough that you come in some ratty uniform, you have to be fashionable. That's the most important thing. It's not really fashionable now to complete in shot put. It's just really tacky. You should compete in something else, like for example decathlon. That's fashionable."

"Oh?" said Solla. "Decathlon, what's that?"

"Don't you know what decathlon is?" said Smári, laughing. "She doesn't know what decathlon is! It's, it's here..."

"Yes, what is it?" asked Solla.

He looked to Tína Fína who was looking at her nails. "It's here I'll tell you.. now, wait. Yeah, look, I tell you later."

He leaped onto his skateboard.

Tína Fína looked up from her nails and said:

"Oh, this out-of-town air is ruining my nails. I'm sure they're all just cracking and breaking. I think I never should have come here. It would be much better to be in the capital."

"There is nothing in this air," said Halli. "You should have been here when no one bothered to move! There was pollution and litter completely all over the place here like in the capital."

"In the captial, ideally you don't go outside. You're just inside and there's no getting yourself dirty by going outside. You just get a drive if you need to move. Why be outside?" said Tína Fína, sitting down on a bench.

"Now, of course you need to be outside to breathe the fresh air, fill your lungs, ahhhh!"

Halli breathed in, puffed out his stomach and breathed out for as long as could until he had become bright red in the face from lack of air.

"What's the news on the snake?" asked Halli gravely after his breathing exercises were finished.

"Is he still knocked out?" asked Solla teasingly.

"Tína Fína, maybe we should go to this tomorrow. You never know what you'll see." said Smári.

"Hopefully someone in modern-day clothing and an interest in fashion! Come on, let's go home," said Tína Fína.

She dragged Smári with her. He rolled on the board along the street.

Halli and Solla were left standing flabbergasted, looking at each other. After a long silence Halli kicked at the street and said:

"I guess shot put has gone out of fashion? Am I out of fashion then? I'm only good at shot put and if it's out of fashion then maybe everyone will laugh at me at the Olympics. I wish Íþróttaálfurinn were here, then I could ask him whether shot put is in fashion."

Halli was nearly crying.

"But I'm dying to know what decathlon is," said Solla on the way home.

"Stebbi Stafur probably knows; he's always reading something.  I'll mention it to him when I see him tomorrow."

Solla said goodbye to Halli and added as she opened her gate:

"I'm going to do some stretching exercises because I never want to become as stiff as I was once. Remember? I couldn't tie my shoes! And you were always picking on everyone. Think about how much has changed."

"Yes, you see how much has CHANGED," Halli broke in,"It's CHANGED so much that I'm sure that shot put is out of fashion."

"Don't you worry about that," said Solla, dashing off.

"See you tomorrow," Halli called after her.

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/notes:

I’m almost positive that a lot of the subtleties are getting lost in translation. I’m so lost when it comes to Icelandic slang and formal vs informal language and didn’t really find any online resources to help much. 

When Smári says “hvað er að ske”, Solla tells him he should say “hvað er að gerast” instead, but as far as I can tell they both mean exactly the same thing, which is ‘what’s happening’ or ‘what’s going on’.

Smári uses the work “tékka“ and Halli wants to tell him he should use “athuga” but they translate to exactly the same thing, which is “to check, investigate, or observe”, except “tékka” is more informal (possibly derived from the English word ‘check’). I was really unsure how to translate that whole exchange because every other time I’ve come across the word ‘athuga’ I’ve just translated it to ‘check’. I feel that the result reads a little bit weird and awkward but I just didn’t know what else to do.

That one illustration up there wasn’t colored by me; it was already colored in the scan I had, presumably by some child who used to own the book. I didn’t bother trying to edit it out because I think it’s pretty cute.

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Áfram Latibær! (Let’s Go LazyTown) - Chapter 16/16

Original story by Magnús Scheving (1995)

Illustrations by Halldór Baldursson

16. The Sports Festival

When the Moon took his leave and the Sun took over, he told her everything that had happened the night before. He told her how beautiful and clean the gym had become and that everyone had eaten healthy food, brushed their teeth and gone to bed early. The Sun didn't believe her ears! She looked forward to rising up in the sky and seeing LazyTown with her own eyes. She peeked between the clouds and sent a few tiny sunbeams down to the roofs, where they tripped about and investigated the situation. She could see that the gym was gorgeous. There were buses running with many competitors. The Sun climbed even higher and thought that perhaps it was all true, what the Moon had told her. She had never seen so many people heading to town.

The townspeople had woken early this morning, but the Mayor was awake at the crack of dawn. He had been so anxious about the sports festival not working out that he had come down to the gym to check whether everything was up to snuff, whether everything was okay with the pool, whether the water was too cold.  He checked the clock that would take the times in the races and tried the PA system that Stína Símamær would talk into and explain the results. He also strolled over the running track, looked at the starting marks and then went back to the pool to be absolutely sure that nothing was forgotten. He looked at his notepaper and went over the list carefully.

"Yes, this is done," he said to himself. "Yes, this is done and this here."

He crossed them off his list until he had gone over all the items he had planned to check. He heard that the buses were parked outside the gym and hurried out to show the competitors where they could change clothes. When he came out he saw that these were people from neighboring communities. It eased his mind and there was obviously great competitiveness in people.

It was obvious that the Mayor was very anxious. He doubted that the residents of LazyTown could defeat these competitors. Everyone who has been to the country knows that people who live in the countryside eat healthy food, exercise a lot and are very hard-working. He knew from experience that people in LazyTown were not very hard-working. He didn't know that many were beginning to exercise and eat healthy food. He had no idea that now everyone had new uniforms and new shoes and were home eating healthy food as Íþróttaálfurinn had advised them.

When the Mayor was done showing people where they had to go, team manager Gústi came down to the gym and said to him:

"I have a letter for you, Mayor."

"You have a letter for me?" he said in surprise.

"Yes, I have a letter for you and it's very important."

The Mayor opened the letter and it said that the President was planning to come to LazyTown and be at the festival, he was coming at around ten o'clock with his entourage. The Mayor shouted out:

"Wow, the President is coming! The President is coming!"

He ran off and almost collided with Maggi Mjói and Halli Hrekkjusvín who were coming around the corner.

He shouted:

"Boys, do you know who is coming? Th...the President is coming here!" he stammered. "The President is going to watch the sports festival!"

The Mayor felt he had become young again and said excitedly:

"We must let the townspeople know. How can we do that?"

Halli and Maggi said:

"We'll just run to every house with the letter and let everyone know."

"What are you saying?" said the Mayor. "You're willing to run with a letter to all the houses in town?"

Joy shone from his face.

"Yes, yes, we've been practicing and we need to warm up before the competition. This is the best warm-up," they said.

The Mayor wrote down the news and then they ran off to house after house to inform the townspeople that the President would be at the sports festival. This was big news in LazyTown.

More cars rolled in. People saw that something was finally happening and curiosity grew with every minute.  Team manager Gústi pointed out seats:

"You can sit there! You sit there...!"

It was completely clear that many wanted to watch this first sports festival to be held in LazyTown.

The President arrived right on time at ten o'clock, as befitting, with all his entourage. The Mayor welcomed them with a brass band which he had called together in a hurry. The President was shown to a seat in the VIP section. The Mayor sat next to him, smiling widely. Now he knew that the townspeople of LazyTown were rather better equipped to buckle down and were going to do as well they possibly could at this sports festival.

All the competitors from LazyTown were in the changing room getting ready to compete. They were ready to dress in their beautiful uniforms, lace their shoes well, do their warm-up exercises, drink water and eat healthy food. They were ready.

Stína Símamær went out to the middle of the stadium and opened the festival. She was extremely fond of talking on the PA system so that her voice boomed in all the speakers. The opening ceremony took almost two hours and the rooster fell asleep during the speech! She said almost everything that came to mind and that was okay because she didn't speak badly about anyone. Everything was positive and good and that is how sports festivals are supposed to be.

The competitors flocked into the stadium one by one. Running, swimming, pole vaulting, relay. All of these were very exciting sport events and sometimes there was no difference but a hair's breadth between first and second place. Stína Símamær announced the results and was so excited that she was almost shouting into the PA system.

The Mayor and the President sometimes stood up to see better and all the people clapped and sang and had fun.

Siggi Sæti did very well selling vegetables and all the kids of LazyTown were very pleased to get oranges and apples because they are very healthy for the teeth and the whole body.

Íþróttaálfurinn watched the tournament from the top of his hill and saw that everything went off without a hitch. We don't know what the results were in each event, but that doesn't really matter. When you compete in sports, the main thing is not to conquer but to be included. Whether you win or lose, it's always equally as enjoyable to take part in something healthy and entertaining.

One thing I'm sure of, and the Sun told me this, that from now on she looked forward to rising up in the sky and sending her beams down to LazyTown because in the square was a trophy cup that the townspeople had. I suspect that that the town had received it as a prize at the sports festival. This was a beautiful cup that all the townspeople were proud to own. The Sun also said that there were now kids at play all over SunnyTown, either on the playground equipment, on bikes, at hopscotch or in sports.

"That's how towns are supposed to be," the Sun said finally and hurried to climb up in the sky and have the best view over the beautiful town.

That's right! SunnyTown! That was the old, good name!

"But what about the elf? Has anyone seen him?"

She told me that the elf no longer had work to do in SunnyTown.

But you never know where he'll turn up next.

Perhaps you'll meet him where you live...

/We all know he’ll be back.

There was also coloring page printed in the back of the book that you were meant to mail in to the publishing company for a chance to win a prize. I’m going to post it as a separate post, in case anyone wants to try to color it (although i imagine the contest is long over).

/notes:  Sólskinsbær might be more accurately translated as ‘Sunshine Town’ but ‘SunnyTown’ is what I used mostly because I think it rolls off the tongue better.

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There is one more book in the original series, called ‘Latibær á Ólympíuleikum’ (LazyTown at the Olympics). It actually comes between  ’Áfram Latibær’ and ’Latibær í Vandræðum’ but there was never a play version. I’ve already started work on it, so you can look forward to that pretty soon.

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Latibær á Ólympíuleikum (LazyTown at the Olympics) - Chapter 28/28

Original story by Magnús Scheving (1996)

Illustrations by Halldór Baldursson

28. The Last Day

The last day of competition dawned. Íþróttaálfurinn continued competing in decathlon and it went just the same as the previous day. He was the the very fastest of all, threw farthest and jumped highest. People stood up in the stands and clapped when he had finished the competition as the winner in decathlon. The kids were outrageously happy and praised him nonstop until he told them that this victory didn't matter to him but just showed that by putting in a lot of effort, everything was possible. No one needed to be ashamed of losing. If people did their best, then their goals would be achieved.

But now it was time for the main event that everyone had been waiting for.

"RELAY!" announced the presenter over the speakers.

"Boys, go and practice the changeover because now there's just under an hour until the race begins," said Stebbi Stafur.

"But where is Hinrik Hik? We need to be four," said Eiki Eyðslukló.

"Of course we need to be four because this is four times a hundred meter relay," said Nenni Níski.

"Eiki Eyðslukló is here, Einar Eini, Nenni Níski.." Stebbi counted.

"I have the baton here," said Nenni Níski.

"Have you seen Hinrik Hik?" asked Stebbi.

"He didn't come home last night either. He probably slept in this expensive room," said Eiki.

"Let's hope he comes," said Íþróttaálfurinn. "You just get ready. If he doesn't come you run instead, Stella."

So they practiced exchanging the baton because each person had to run 100 meters and then pass the baton to the next person. Íþróttaálfurinn was very happy with how it was going and told the kids to comfort them:

"You're going to do well!"

"The relay team from SunnyTown is asked to come to the starting mark," resounded from the speaker system.

The boys looked around for Hinrik Hik. Where could he be?

Right before the race started, Hinrik came walking up with the gold medal around his neck. Íþróttaálfurinn ran to him and asked:

"Why did you arrive so late?"

"Oh, I show up when I want," said Hinrik Hik, handing him the gold medal. "I am the only one who has won gold."

"That isn't true at all," said Stebbi Stafur.

"Oh! What do you mean?" asked Hinrik Hik.

"Íþróttaálfurinn also won gold. He won in all ten events in decathlon!"

"Now, when did that happen?" asked Hinrik.

"It happened yesterday and today while you were celebrating your victory. You had no time to keep up with others because you only think about yourself and nothing else."

Stebbi was furious.

Hinrik Hik was about to say something but then Íþróttaálfurinn added:

"Hurry up now, Hinrik! The boys are waiting for you and need you in the relay race."

Hinrik Hik went to his place on the track.

The relay race began and most of the spectators stood up from their seats to see better.

Eiki Eyðslukló ran the first leg. He ran as fast as he could and handed the baton to Einar Eini; Einar took it and ran so fast that no one had seem such speed before. He had a slight lead over the others who were all neck and neck.  Einar Eini was so tired when he handed Nenni Níski the baton that he fell to the track. Nenni grabbed the baton and had almost missed it but then he managed to get a good grip on it, ran just as fast as his legs could take him and still kept a pretty good head lead. Everyone who sat at home in SunnyTown watching on TV leaped up and screamed:

"SunnyTown is in the lead! Go SunnyTown!"

When Nenni Níski passed the baton first in the second-to-last leg to Hinrik Hik then it happened! Hinrik Hik hesitated and didn't go off the tracks. The other runners ran past him one after the other and when he finally ran off all the others were at the finish line. The boys were almost crying looking back on first place. They all went to Hinrik Hik let the berating thunder over him.

"You ruined this! You wrecked this! You should have practiced better," they called each in competition with the others.

Then Íþróttaálfurinn intervened and told all the competitors from SunnyTown to come because he was going to have a talk with them.

Everyone gathered in a room where Íþróttaálfurinn stood in the middle.

"Now you shall pay close attention and listen to what I have to say!"

It became silent as the grave.

"It's certainly true that Hinrik Hik should absolutely not have let the success in hundred meter race go to his head. You must always remember who your friends are and have who has helped you become who you are. But you must never forget either, others who were on the relay team, that you are one team and although one failed you should strengthen him and not attack and shame him."

"It's just the same in football," said Óli Óþekki. "We lost one game but won another and we didn't argue with the referee and we decided not to argue amongst ourselves either."

"That's quite right," said Íþróttaálfurinn. "Sports are only games and everyone is trying to do their best. Hinrik Hik, remember that this is your team. We can be happy about the success, many have set personal records, others SunnyTown records and even won prizes. We can go home proud and I know that SunnyTown will welcome us with a brass band and great celebration."

It did. The town held a celebration that lasted the whole week and the Sun had never seen SunnyTown so happy because the kids had learned a lot in taking on the greatest sports competition in the world, the Olympics.

/And that’s the end! 

I hope you’ve enjoyed reading my translation. This whole project has been a huge learning process and it’s definitely not perfect but I really tried to do an okay job. 

If you haven’t already read it, I’ve already translated the next book in the series, Latibær í Vandræðum, and also the previous book,  Áfram Latibær! so feel free the check those out if you want :)

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