Mila takes her new friend Mr. Schwammmann on the scooter ride. Mr. Schwammmann is very excited because he has never ridden a scooter before. Today is his lucky day, thinks Mr. Schwammmann, as he feels the thin, flat and very hard sole on his tiny, spongy body at the same moment. His mind wanders, it is probably the moment when his body fills with life again, when he hears the sound of the hard plastic wheels on the asphalt in the distance, getting closer and closer. And it has already happened, it has rolled over him. Something gigantic, hard and fast. From now on, he doesn't have time to t...

Mila takes her new friend Mr. Schwammmann on the scooter ride. Mr. Schwammmann is very excited because he has never ridden a scooter before. Today is his lucky day, thinks Mr. Schwammmann, as he feels the thin, flat and very hard sole on his tiny, spongy body at the same moment. His mind wanders, it is probably the moment when his body fills with life again, when he hears the sound of the hard plastic wheels on the asphalt in the distance, getting closer and closer. And it has already happened, it has rolled over him. Something gigantic, hard and fast. From now on, he doesn't have time to think about it, he just lets it happen. He looks up at the sky, smiles, enjoys the ride and his slow-motion thoughts, when he is suddenly caught by the flat sole again and sticks to it. Now it has become a little torbulent between the beautiful sole and the scratchy asphalt. The flat body is now folded up. Suddenly there are these gentle fingers that free it from its awkward position, it feels wonderful for a moment. The sun is setting, we'll probably go home now, thinks Mr. Schwammmann, but he was wrong. He had imagined the scooter ride a little differently, but it doesn't matter as long as Mila is having fun.