When Rockie goes exploring the Clattery Woods for new discoveries, she encounters the legendary man who had bred edible cactuses, and this makes her feel stronger affection for the familiar woods.
Educational theme: Respecting traditions and cultures, loving one's own homeland.
It's starting!
Hurl that big rock with your tail, WHIP-WHIP-WHIP.
Leap across Donut Swamp, THUD-THUD-THUD.
But your heart is tender and warm.
Don't flinch!
Don't mope!
Don't you cry!
Charge ahead, Rockie!
Go, Rockie!
New Discoveries in
a Familiar Place.
Everyone, today I'd like you to learn more about the Clattery Woods.
Yes ma'am!
You all know about our cremacacallia pie festival, right?
Yeah, sure we do!
Why even ask?
I LOVE cremacacallia pies.
I'm sure you do.
But do you know HOW the pie festival started?
Huh?
Come to think of it, I don't know.
How did it start?
It goes back a very long time.
There was a year when we had a very big harvest of cremacacallia berries.
Uh-huh.
Everyone in the Clattery Woods rejoiced,
and the pie festival was started to share the berries among all the residents.
Oh, so THAT'S the story.
Even in the things you think you know well there are new discoveries.
I want you to make such new discoveries in the Clattery Woods.
Yes ma'am!
Oh yeah.
Look.
About the new discoveries Ms. Hippo was talking about.
Let's have a race to see who can find some.
Sure! Let's do that!
That sounds exciting.
Huh? I'm not going to lose.
Say, why don't we three go this way?
Okay.
Fine. Then we four will go this way.
We can't let them beat us.
- Absolutely!
- Right.
We're going to find something big that nobody knows about.
The first thing is to ask someone who knows a lot about the past.
Oh yeah.
That means...
Whoa!
What's that?
It's a strike.
Excellent, Mr. Hermit.
Mr. Hardback! Wh-What are you doing?
We're playing an old game.
An old game?
We compete for the number of targets knocked down.
And these are the targets?
Yes.
When we were very young, trash thrown out by humans lay all over the place.
Trash?
Long ago, we used to tinker with that trash and play games with them a lot.
Wow, that sounds fun.
Games that we don't know.
Hey, isn't this...?
Ahh!
We found something we didn't know about in the Clattery Woods!
Yaay!
Hey look, I want to try it too!
So do I!
Do you want to try this game?
We'll all play it then.
Yaay!
Here I go!
GO!
A strike!
GO!
Now where can we find something we didn't know?
Come, come. Come over here.
What?
I heard a strange voice.
M-hm.
It came from that way.
Let's go and see.
Well, okay.
This is a lonesome place.
Yeah...
Come, come. Over here.
Oh.
It's that voice again.
M-hm.
Is it this way?
Oh, I don't know.
Waah! Who's this?
Nice to meet you. I'm a cactologist.
Cactologist?
I want you to help me.
Will you please pull out the brown cactus over there?
The brown cactus?
He means this one, I think.
Huh?
All right.
Ah.
I've pulled it out, sir.
Thank you so much.
But what's this brown cactus, anyway?
It's an ancient type of cactus.
Huhh?
Cactus is a very nutritious plant, you see.
However...
Ancient types were brown and hard and thorny, and impossible to eat.
Ohh.
So I did a lot of research to see how cactuses could be enjoyed as food.
Then one day, my mother fell ill.
Ohh.
The only way to get her to recover was to feed her the nutritious cactus, I thought.
M-hm.
I continued studying the nature of the brown cactus.
I tried growing them in different soils, and with different fertilizers.
I tried different ways of watering them.
But my attempts wouldn't solve the problem.
Ohh.
But I didn't give up.
For my mother, and for all future generations...
...I swore to myself that I'd grow cactuses that could be enjoyed as food.
And then...
And then?
And then, finally, I successfully grew green cactuses that could be eaten!
Hurray!
And...
what happened to your mother?
Oh yeah.
She ate the cactus, and fully recovered!
That's great!
I LOVE eating fried cactus.
Me too.
Mr. Cactologist, thanks for making the cactuses taste good.
Oh please, it's ME who should thank YOU.
Huh?
You heard my voice, and pulled out that brown cactus.
The brown cactus causes the green cactus to wither.
That worry has made me stand here watching over the cactuses even now,
after I've turned to stone.
You're taking care of all these cactuses alone?
That's right!
Wow.
That's hard work.
Then why don't we come help him from now on?
Yeah. Good idea.
It's the next morning.
The next morning.
Crocker, it's ready.
Okay.
GO!
A strike!
How about THAT?
You're good, Crocker.
There was such a fun game in the Clattery Woods.
I didn't know.
Hello, Rockie, I brought some fried cactus for you all.
Yaay! They look so good!
Sir, it's a bit too early for lunch.
Listen, Ms. Hippo, it's about this cactus that we made our discovery.
The cactologist turned uneatable cactus into great-tasting cactus.
Ohh!
That cactologist also found the best way to enjoy them, and that's this fried cactus.
Huhh? The cactologist did that kind of great thing too?
You've discovered someone really honorable in the Clattery Woods.
So, Ms. Hippo, may we eat the fried cactus?
Yes, you may.
All right!
All together now.
LET'S ENJOY THE CACTUS!
Mr. Cactologist...
THANK YOU VERY MUCH!
Say, everyone,
does this mean that there are still a lot of things we don't know in the Clattery Woods?
I'm sure there are.
Let's go look for them again!
Yeah!