Snefnug dalede stille ned over Dragør.

Snowflakes gently drifted down over Dragør.

De små gule huse stod som perler på rad, og de brostensbelagte gader var dækket af hvidt tæppe.

The small yellow houses stood like pearls on a string, and the cobblestone streets were covered in a white blanket.

Inde på Dragørs skole summede der af liv, mens eleverne forberedte sig på den årlige historiefestival.

Inside Dragør's school, it buzzed with life as the students prepared for the annual history festival.

Lars, en ivrig dreng med en kærlighed for historie, sad sammen med sin bedste ven, Sofie, i et hjørne af skolens bibliotek.

Lars, an eager boy with a love for history, sat with his best friend, Sofie, in a corner of the school's library.

De bladrer gennem gamle bøger og kikker febrilsk efter inspiration.

They flipped through old books, frantically looking for inspiration.

Lars var fast besluttet på at imponere alle med det bedste projekt om dansk historie.

Lars was determined to impress everyone with the best project on Danish history.

"Vi må finde noget unikt," sagde Lars.

"We need to find something unique," said Lars.

"Noget ingen har gjort før."

"Something no one has done before."

Mikkel, deres klassekammerat, havde allerede pralet af sin imponerende plan om at dække vikingerne.

Mikkel, their classmate, had already bragged about his impressive plan to cover the Vikings.

Lars sukkede.

Lars sighed.

Han vidste, at han skulle finde noget helt specielt for at skille sig ud.

He knew he had to find something truly special to stand out.

Da Lars bladrer gennem endnu en bog, kom han på en idé.

As Lars flipped through yet another book, he came up with an idea.

"Hvad med Dragør?

"What about Dragør?

Vores egen by!"

Our own town!"

foreslog han.

he suggested.

Sofie nikkede ivrigt.

Sofie nodded eagerly.

"Lad os undersøge om der er historier herfra, folk ikke kender til."

"Let's investigate if there are stories from here that people don't know about."

De fyldte rygsækken med bøger om lokalhistorie og satte kurs mod det lille lokale museum.

They filled their backpacks with books on local history and set course for the small local museum.

Der talte de med den venlige kustode, som fortalte om en spændende historie fra anden verdenskrig.

There, they spoke with the friendly curator, who told them an exciting story from World War II.

En lokal fisker, Jens, havde hjulpet med at smugle flygtninge til Sverige under krigen.

A local fisherman, Jens, had helped smuggle refugees to Sweden during the war.

Til trods for faren havde Jens reddet mange liv.

Despite the danger, Jens had saved many lives.

Lars lyste op.

Lars lit up.

"Det er den helt rigtige historie!"

"It's just the right story!"

udbrød han.

he exclaimed.

Sofie følte det samme.

Sofie felt the same.

De gik tilbage til skolen og begyndte at sammensætte deres projekt.

They returned to the school and began putting together their project.

De skrev nøje om Jens' heltemod og tilføjede eksplicit detaljer, der bragte historien til live.

They carefully wrote about Jens' heroism and added explicit details that brought the story to life.

På dagen for historiefestivalen præsenterede Lars og Sofie deres projekt med passion.

On the day of the history festival, Lars and Sofie presented their project with passion.

De andre elever lyttede, fordybet i fortællingen om den modige fisker fra Dragør.

The other students listened, engrossed in the tale of the brave fisherman from Dragør.

Mikkel, som ellers aldrig lod sig imponere, fandt sig overgået af Lars' unikke historie.

Mikkel, who usually never let himself be impressed, found himself outdone by Lars' unique story.

Dommerne annoncerede til sidst vinderen.

The judges finally announced the winner.

Lars og Sofies projekt blev rost for den spændende lokale historie og det kreative synsperspektiv.

Lars and Sofie's project was praised for the exciting local history and the creative perspective.

"Førstepladsen går til Lars og Sofie!"

"First place goes to Lars and Sofie!"

sagde dommerne.

said the judges.

Lars strålede af stolthed.

Lars beamed with pride.

Da aftenen faldt på, og snefnug stadig svævede udenfor, gik Lars hjem med et bredt smil.

As evening fell, and snowflakes still floated outside, Lars went home with a broad smile.

Han havde lært værdien i at se med nye øjne på det velkendte og følte sig inspireret til fremtidige eventyr.

He had learned the value of seeing the familiar with new eyes and felt inspired for future adventures.

Dragørs skjulte historie havde givet ham mere end en sejr; den havde givet ham modet til at tro på sine kreative evner.

Dragør's hidden history had given him more than just a victory; it had given him the courage to believe in his creative abilities.