Freja stod midt i skolegården og så ud over kaoset.

Freja stood in the middle of the schoolyard, looking out over the chaos.

Sommeren var ved at slutte, og det var tid til den årlige sommerfest.

Summer was coming to an end, and it was time for the annual summer festival.

Skolegården var smuk med dens gamle middelalderlige bygninger, stenbænke og klatrende efeu på murene.

The schoolyard was beautiful with its old medieval buildings, stone benches, and climbing ivy on the walls.

Det store egetræ kastede dejlig skygge over området.

The large oak tree cast a lovely shade over the area.

Men Freja var ikke afslappet.

But Freja was not relaxed.

Hun havde påtaget sig ansvaret for at lede forberedelserne til festivalen.

She had taken on the responsibility of leading the festival preparations.

Dette var hendes chance for at vise sit værd, især over for sin far.

This was her chance to prove her worth, especially to her father.

Lars, hendes gamle ven, stod i hjørnet af gården og så på.

Lars, her old friend, stood in the corner of the yard watching.

Han var dygtig til at organisere, men de havde ikke talt sammen i lang tid.

He was good at organizing, but they hadn't spoken in a long time.

Freja tog en dyb indånding og gik hen til Lars.

Freja took a deep breath and walked over to Lars.

"Lars, jeg har brug for din hjælp," sagde hun beslutsomt.

"Lars, I need your help," she said decisively.

Lars så skeptisk på hende.

Lars looked at her skeptically.

"Er du sikker, Freja?

"Are you sure, Freja?

Vi har ikke arbejdet sammen i lang tid."

We haven’t worked together in a long time."

"Jeg ved det, men du er den bedste til at organisere.

"I know, but you’re the best at organizing.

Vi skal gøre dette sammen," svarede Freja og kiggede på ham med beslutsomhed i øjnene.

We have to do this together," replied Freja, looking at him with determination in her eyes.

Lars nikkede langsomt.

Lars nodded slowly.

"Okay, lad os gøre det."

"Okay, let’s do it."

De næste dage arbejdede Freja og Lars uafbrudt.

The next few days, Freja and Lars worked tirelessly.

De satte guirlander op, arrangerede boder og koordinerede med de andre studerende.

They hung garlands, arranged stalls, and coordinated with the other students.

Men Freja kæmpede stadig med modstand fra sine klassekammerater og sin egen usikkerhed.

But Freja still struggled with resistance from her classmates and her own insecurities.

Så kom katastrofen.

Then disaster struck.

En stor del af opsætningen væltede og brød sammen dagen før festivalen.

A large part of the setup collapsed the day before the festival.

Freja var tæt på at give op.

Freja was close to giving up.

"Hvad skal vi gøre nu?"

"What do we do now?"

spurgte hun fortvivlet Lars.

she asked Lars despairingly.

Lars tænkte hurtigt.

Lars thought quickly.

"Vi må improvisere.

"We have to improvise.

Vi kan bruge de resterende materialer og få hjælp fra flere studerende."

We can use the remaining materials and get help from more students."

Med Lars' hjælp begyndte Freja hurtigt at tage kontrol.

With Lars' help, Freja quickly took control.

Hun instruerede de andre studerende og begyndte at bygge de manglende dele op igen.

She instructed the other students and started rebuilding the missing parts.

Hun fandt en styrke, hun ikke vidste, hun havde.

She found a strength she didn’t know she had.

Endelig kom dagen for festivalen.

Finally, the day of the festival arrived.

Skolegården var smukt dekoreret, og boderne var fyldte med glade gæster.

The schoolyard was beautifully decorated, and the stalls were filled with happy guests.

Freja stod stolt under egetræet og så på, hvordan alt faldt på plads.

Freja stood proudly under the oak tree, watching as everything fell into place.

Hendes far nærmede sig.

Her father approached.

"Freja, jeg er stolt af dig," sagde han og gav hende et sjældent smil.

"Freja, I’m proud of you," he said, giving her a rare smile.

Freja følte en glæde, hun ikke havde følt før.

Freja felt a joy she had never felt before.

Men hun indså også noget vigtigt.

But she also realized something important.

Hun vendte sig mod Lars.

She turned to Lars.

"Tak, Lars.

"Thank you, Lars.

Vi gjorde det sammen."

We did it together."

Lars smilede.

Lars smiled.

"Ingen problem, Freja.

"No problem, Freja.

Jeg er glad for, vi kan arbejde sammen igen."

I’m glad we can work together again."

Fra den dag af var Freja mere selvsikker.

From that day on, Freja was more confident.

Hun vidste nu, hun kunne lede og også stole på hjælp fra andre.

She now knew she could lead and also rely on help from others.

Festivalen blev en stor succes, og Freja vandt både anerkendelse og sin fars respekt.

The festival was a great success, and Freja gained both recognition and her father's respect.

Forholdet til Lars blev også genoprettet, og de blev gode venner igen.

Her relationship with Lars was also restored, and they became good friends again.

Solen begyndte at gå ned over skolegården, og Freja kunne mærke en ny begyndelse.

The sun began to set over the schoolyard, and Freja felt a new beginning.

En slutning på sommeren, men en ny begyndelse for hende selv.

An end to the summer, but a new beginning for herself.