Flambeau, une histoire qui a du chien

"Valsony" presents... "Flambo". A story that has a dog. Sasha, you're asleep. No. And you? I wouldn't ask you the question if I was sleeping. Oh well, I already heard you talking in your sleep. Even if you tell me all the secrets. No matter what. I'm so jealous of what's going to happen tomorrow. Me too. Can you imagine? Taking the TV's, getting on our skis and going down our first track. That's gonna be awesome! Exactly! But I'm afraid to be too tired if I don't sleep now. Sasha? Did you hear that? Yes. Alice, if you try to make a joke with me, it's not funny at all. No, I swear it's not me. There we go. I'm gonna wake up the whole thing if it goes on. Well, there's only one way to know what it is. I'm getting up. You could've come before lighting the light like that. I don't think so. No, it's true. I see stars everywhere now. Sasha? What's knocking on our window? It's... It's a marble! What? Is it true? Open it! It must be super cold! It's so cute! Good evening, young girl. Thank you for the compliment. Can I come in? Yes, alright. Come in. Thank you. I suggest you close this window. Children like you don't have much time to say "Tioum!" Alice, I think the marble is talking. Of course it's talking. How would I count adventures with children if not... It's really talking. Every year, it's the same. Children arriving in Valsenni are so excited about what they can't sleep with. So I'll visit them to help them find the sleep. Let's tell them a story! Exactly. But be careful. My stories are far from being stories to sleep with. On the contrary, they are incredible, palpitating, reverse even. And what are you going to tell us? Tonight, I'm going to tell you about… Flambo! Flambo? It's the first time I'm going to hear a story about torches. No. I'm going to tell you about a dog called Flambo. Nuance. A very famous dog, by the way. So, sit down comfortably. I'm going to tell you. In the 1930s, Alpine hunters explored the border between France and Italy. Alpine hunters? Yes, that's horrible! But no, not Alpine hunters. Alpine hunters. They are soldiers who exercise in the mountains. At that time, these soldiers were based in the small port of Montfroid, located at 2,830 meters in altitude. Wow, that's mega high! They must feel very lonely. Indeed. And that's why a vanguard, a soldier loaded with mail, left from the village of Lanzlebourg to bring to the soldiers the letters their families wrote to them. This allowed them to take news from the valley, from their neighbors and to feel less isolated. However, during the winter, the snow fell again and again. The postman had it up to the size. He then had to make himself clear. He would never be able to reach the fort. The troops went to see what was going on. Oh no! The soldiers were sad and worried about not having the letters from their families. You surprise me! Fortunately, the vanguard had an idea. He would make a dog. A dog capable of making the path between Lanzlebourg and the fort of Montfroid. What? Is that possible? Absolutely. And this dog, you guessed it, he was called Flambeau. Flambeau was so sporty and so clever that he was touring the itinerary in a record time. All this by carrying dozens and dozens of envelopes. It must have been full of paves when he arrived up there. Okay, no. His master had made him bags that allowed him to be at the shelter of the contemporaries. And of course, dog paves. Incredible! As you say. For years, Flambeau multiplied the return alleys to carry the courier to the soldiers. Their father allowed him to not be cut off from the world during his long winter. But Flambeau's mission did not stop there. He was so clever that he could guide his masters through the thick fog, which sometimes goes over the coast of Solière, and wake up his boss if he is in danger approaching. Too strong! And again, you didn't hear it all. One day, a group of men decided to leave the Monfroid for a reconnaissance mission. They walked for hours and hours in the snowy mountains. Suddenly, despite their training and their knowledge of the terrain, they were surprised by a terrible avalanche. The avalanche carried everyone on its way and covered the soldiers in snow. Prisoner of the ice, he was in great danger. Fortunately, Flambeau was not far away. Listening to his courage, he began to dig without relief. No left, no right, no left, no right. And after a hard struggle, he started to remove the men one by one and save their lives. He's great, this dog! He's a hero! A super dog, a super dog, a super hero! Yes, all that at once. In 1937, Flambeau got old and he retired. But no problem, the recovery is assured by his son, Sosso. And Sosso is as strong as Flambeau. He's even faster, but a little more distracted. So sometimes, he manages to get rid of the courier or make a few turns before joining the fort. But he's doing very well. And Flambeau, then? What does he become? After a full life of adventures, during which he was decorated with a medal by the soldiers he had come to help, Flambeau leaves us in 1938. Oh, it's a shame. I would have liked to see him. Well, figure it out that it's still possible. Flambeau has become a star, to such a point that a statue of him has been erected in Valsony. If you have the time, you can give him a kiss. Oh, yes, wow, that would be great. Well, I'm going to let you sleep now. Good night, children. Good night, Mrs. Marmot. Good night. Alice, do you think it's the rear, rear, rear, little Flambeau's son that we just heard? Yes, it's possible. I even think he wished us good night. Good night, Tutu. Good night, Tutu. [BLANK_AUDIO]