Making up a story about a train for Jaimito and Olaia. 

You’ve probably heard about the little red engine or the engine that could and was saved by a kind little blue engin, perhaps you have even heard of an engine called Thomas. But this story is not like those, our little engine is a green engine, green like the grass, and green like the green in the traffic lights. It’s from these things that are known and green that this little engine got to be called the little Greengo engine.

Our little Greengo engine was simple in his likes. He was either happy or sad, and only mad for a moment or two, but he was always kind and friendly. He also loved a good competition and that is what he felt like having that morning. It was a beautiful sunny day in the Caribbean. There was a cool breeze that came off the ocean and the clouds provided occasional shade making the day all the more inviting. Greengo woke up with a nice long revving up of his engine. Everything was purring perfectly "It would be a shame not to go out for a spin and let others see how fast I can go."

So the little green engine, took to the tracks. He was no longer used as a means for mass transportation so his days were up to his design when the tourists were not in season. Outside, Greengo saw Tito the humming bird."Hey Tito chiquitito y rapidito how about we test how fast you really can fly?" " " Oh, dear Greengo I fly against the biggest hawks out here and never do they catch me." quipped the colorful little hummingbird."Are you sure you are up to it?"

"Yes Tito this sounds like fun, I feel mighty purrfect this morning everything is just right. How about we see who makes it to the end of the track over the hill and to the left?"

You are on, my man. Get ready to suffer crushing defeat mi pana.

The local Coqui, Pancho, woke up from after a night of hard serenading at the sound of something exciting going on. Hey Me and my brood can serve as referees. I will announce the race and Rafa my cousin will see and announce the winner.

ZZzuzuzuzumzumbador Tito was anxiously waiting for Pancho to say the word. Purrpurrpurrpurr shoo shooshoo Greengo sounded his steam horn in anticipation.

On your marks get set go!

For the first part of the race it seemed Greengo would be the clear winner. Him and Tito were side by side. But Tito was moving up and down showing signs of growing exhaustion. But then Tito disappeared. Greengo was sure he had the race in his pockets. Not one to rest on his laurels no matter how sure the win, Greengo kept his pace he wanted to show everybody in the valley just how fast he was. He slowed down for the curve and the ascent to the top of the hill. He stopped for a moment, He still could not see Tito, but he did see a commotion at the finish line

Surely they are already celebrating my victory! Let me give them a great show. Greengo did his fastest time ever down the mountain.

But when Greengo arrived, to his surprise, Tito had a drink of water waiting for Greengo.

TITO? How could YOU be here? I left you back before the we even got to the curve.
How did you ever get here before me?

Ayyy my friend, you are still thinking about tracks… I am not restrained by the tracks. I did not have to take the turn, I made my own way and flew straight up the mountain and down to the finish line.

That is no fair. I assumed you would fly beside me?

If we were testing our strengths why should I follow you? We had a goal and I though small and without an engine got here first.

Another day another race. For now let us celebrate… you did look good my little Green engine.

Greengo understood his own excitement and desire to show off had caused him to not think through the details of the race. Next time he would plan the race differently. For now, he was happy to celebrate his friends win and toot his horn to the Coqui’s reggaeton.