An Australian fairytale called The Orange Juice Factory (Part 2)

For those of you who lived during the golden age of Commodore 64 and Amiga's probably know the game Defender of the Crown. You probably also remember the wonderful theme you could listen to as the game loaded. For those who don't know what I'am talking about or just want to hear this nostalgic sound again, can listen to it here. The link is actually the complete game play as well, so why not have a look at the whole game?
On July 11 my brother were married to an Australian girl. When people get married they often want a special twist on on the ceremony, and my brother and his wife had their own little twist by using the theme of Defender of the Crown. I thought it was a very cool idea. I remembered back on my own wedding. I wanted to use a melody from Star Wars called "Ceremony". Sadly the person we choose to play at the wedding, didn't have time to rehears the song, so we had to use another.

Anyway. A few days ago I promised to write the rest of my fairytale about the Orange Juice Factory. So here it is:

The Orange Juice factory - Part 2
- An Australian fairytale by Lars Chr. Gamborg

The Daughter woke up early the next day. She slept very well and dreamed very sweet, but she haven't forget about the thoughts she had yesterday. First, she wanted to ask her father to make orange juice for her as often as possible. Second, she still wondered what special assignment her father were talking about. She ran straight to the factory looking for her father. He stood in the middle of the factory very busy.
She was so exited when she saw him and said: "Father, father! I have so many questions to ask!"
The Manager: "Yes, my dear. What do you want to know?"
The Daughter: "I have a great idea. I want to help you on the factory. You said yesterday that you had a special assignment for me. What is it? What is it?"
The Manager turned around and pointed out the window and said: "Look, my little daughter! Outside the window she saw the forest of orange threes. The oranges were so bright and shiny."
The Manager continued: "I want you to find the best oranges for our factory, to make the best orange juice."

The Daughter liked the idea very much. Everyday she liked to spend time in the forest and now she was asked to find the brightest and the most beautiful oranges. She was so exited that she immediately ran out the doors and into the forest. When she found the oranges she wanted she told the Pilot to gather them. Sometimes she was allowed to gather the oranges from the threes together with the Pilot as well. Every morning she woke up, ran out to meet the Pilot to help him. After helping the Pilot, she wondered what then happened to the oranges. She again asked her father, the Manager.
And of course he would tell her: "After you and the Pilot collect the oranges, it is then put up in this big pot. Then the oranges are transported through these tubes."
The Manager pointed on all the different tubes in the factory.
The Manager: "Up and up they go to the big knives!"
The Daughter could see the Mechanics sitting just below the roof, and carefully cleaning the knives. From the tubes she could see the oranges rolled out below the knives. The Mechanic carefully climbed down. The Scientist, the Mechanics and the Pilot all stood behind the Manager.
The Manager said: "It's time to cut the oranges."
Everybody gathered around the robe, and by pulling this robe the knives would be released. As the knives hit the oranges the Daughter were frightened and screamed out loud when the oranges were cut in half. She didn't like the knives at all. They all worked hard at the factory. Everyday the Daughter would help the Pilot picking the right oranges. Everyday the oranges would go up and down the tubes. Everyday the Scientist would control how the juice are made. Everyday the Mechanics would clean the knives. And everyday the Daughter would cry out and scream as the knives cut the oranges. The Daughter wasn't very happy. She started to have nightmares at night.
The father, the Manager tried to cheer up the Daughter: "Life is sometimes difficult. When you want or need something, you have to sacrifice yourself to get it."
The Daughter listened to her father and promised to try not get frightened and scream.

The next day, the Daughter helped Pilot all day. She thought they gathered many good oranges, and the Pilot agreed on that too. As they both entered the factory they could see piles beneath the knives were about to be filled up. Suddenly something wrong happened with the machine. A alarm started to sound all over the factory. The Mechanic who were just about to clean the knives almost fell down. The Scientist got so frustrated and were running around himself. The Pilot started to climb up to the machine and the Manager and the Scientist were coming right after. Something stocked in the machinery. The Daughter remembered her father, the Manager once said that this happened from time to time. And sometimes the Mechanic had to stay up all night to fix the machine when something went wrong. The Mechanic were able to fix the machine quickly this time. The last pot where the final stage of the juice production were soon to be filled up. When the last oranges were found by the Daughter and gathered by the Pilot, and the Scientist have made the final check on the process, and the Mechanic have cleaned the knives for the last time - the big pot were finally filled up, and the Manager were satisfied. Everybody were standing around the big pile of oranges, the Daughter, the Mechanic, the Scientist, the Pilot and the Manager.
The Manager said: "Its time to start the final preparation for the orange juice." The Manager pushed the big green button on the wall. And out of the tab came the best orange juice ever. Everybody wanted to taste it first, but the Manager had promised that the orange juice was for the Daughter, so she would have to taste it first. After all, she was the one who had found all the best oranges. Everybody agreed on that. The Manager gave the cup to the Daughter.
She tasted it, smiled and said: "This is the best orange juice I have ever tasted. Thanks to you all of you!" And the Mechanic, the Pilot, the Scientist and the Manager were carrying the daughter to celebrate that they made the best orange juice ever!

The end of the fairytale. I hope you liked it :)

Greetings from Bongaree, Bribie Island, Australia