Tivoli Have i København var en magisk plads fyldt med latter og lys.

Tivoli Gardens in Copenhagen was a magical place filled with laughter and lights.

Bladene på træerne skiftede farve, og duften af karamelliserede mandler svævede i den kølige efterårsluft.

The leaves on the trees changed color, and the scent of caramelized almonds drifted in the cool autumn air.

Kasper var der med sin familie.

Kasper was there with his family.

Han elskede Tivoli som barn og ønskede, at hans søn, Mikkel, skulle opleve den samme glæde.

He loved Tivoli as a child and wanted his son, Mikkel, to experience the same joy.

"Daddy!

"Daddy!

Se, en rutsjebane!"

Look, a roller coaster!"

råbte Mikkel.

shouted Mikkel.

Kasper lo og nikkede.

Kasper laughed and nodded.

De gik mod karrusellen, hvor Mikkel sprang op på et hest.

They headed towards the carousel, where Mikkel hopped onto a horse.

Længe kiggede Kasper på sin søn, men pludselig var Mikkel væk.

Kasper watched his son for a while, but suddenly Mikkel was gone.

Frygten krøb op i hans bryst.

Fear crept into his chest.

Kasper kiggede rundt.

Kasper looked around.

Det var svært at se i folkemængden.

It was hard to see in the crowd.

Folk i lyse jakker gik i alle retninger.

People in bright jackets walked in all directions.

"Mikkel!"

"Mikkel!"

råbte Kasper.

Kasper shouted.

Ingen svar.

No response.

Hans hjerte bankede hårdt.

His heart pounded heavily.

En kvinde lagde en hånd på hans arm.

A woman placed a hand on his arm.

"Kan jeg hjælpe?"

"Can I help?"

spurgte hun venligt.

she asked kindly.

Det var Signe, en gæst der også nød Tivoli denne dag.

It was Signe, a fellow guest also enjoying Tivoli that day.

Kasper sukkede lettet.

Kasper sighed with relief.

"Ja, min søn er væk.

"Yes, my son is missing.

Han er seks år, med en rød jakke."

He's six years old, wearing a red jacket."

Signe nikkede.

Signe nodded.

"Lad os lede sammen.

"Let's look together.

Vi kan spørge folk omkring os."

We can ask people around us."

Sammen spurgte de andre besøgende, men ingen havde set en dreng i en rød jakke.

Together, they asked other visitors, but no one had seen a boy in a red jacket.

Kaspers bekymringer voksede med hver forbipasserende.

Kasper's worries grew with every passerby.

Pludselig hørte Kasper noget.

Suddenly, Kasper heard something.

En kælen stemme blandt støjen af mundharmonikamusik og lyde fra karrusellerne.

A soft voice amidst the noise of harmonica music and carousel sounds.

Det var Mikkels stemme.

It was Mikkel's voice.

Han skyndte sig i retningen af lyden.

He hurried in the direction of the sound.

Men vejen var ikke let.

But the way was not easy.

Der var klapvogne, folk der standsede for at tage billeder, og børn der løb rundt.

There were strollers, people stopping to take pictures, and children running around.

Han snublede næsten, men pressede videre.

He almost stumbled but pushed on.

Endelig, der var Mikkel.

Finally, there was Mikkel.

Kasper så sin søn stå med en lille gruppe mennesker.

Kasper saw his son standing with a small group of people.

En ældre dame holdt ham i hånden og smilede, da hun så Kasper komme løbende.

An elderly lady held his hand and smiled when she saw Kasper approaching.

"Vi fandt ham tæt ved ballonen," forklarede hun.

"We found him near the balloons," she explained.

"Vi vidste, nogen ville lede efter ham."

"We knew someone would be looking for him."

Kasper krammede Mikkel stramt.

Kasper hugged Mikkel tightly.

"Fy, du skræmte mig!"

"You scared me!"

udbrød han.

he exclaimed.

Mikkel kiggede op med store øjne.

Mikkel looked up with big eyes.

"Jeg ville bare se ballonerne, far."

"I just wanted to see the balloons, dad."

Signe smilte til dem begge.

Signe smiled at them both.

"Nogle gange er det godt at få lidt hjælp," sagde hun beroligende.

"Sometimes it's good to get a little help," she said reassuringly.

Kasper nikkede, taknemmelig.

Kasper nodded, grateful.

Han indså, at mennesker kunne være både hjælpsomme og venlige.

He realized that people could be both helpful and kind.

Han takkede dem alle og tog Mikkels hånd fast.

He thanked them all and held Mikkel's hand firmly.

Da de forlod Tivoli den dag, indså Kasper noget vigtigt: man skal aldrig være bange for at bede om hjælp, og nogle gange er det de fremmede, der kan gøre en stor forskel.

As they left Tivoli that day, Kasper realized something important: one should never be afraid to ask for help, and sometimes it's strangers who can make a big difference.