Sofie våknet med et rykk.

Sofie woke with a start.

Regnet trommet hardt mot vinduet.

The rain drummed hard against the window.

Utenfor var Bergen mørkt og vått.

Outside, Bergen was dark and wet.

Hun gikk ned til kjøkkenet.

She went down to the kitchen.

Hans og Ingrid var der allerede.

Hans and Ingrid were already there.

"Er alt bra?"

"Is everything alright?"

spurte hun.

she asked.

"Nei," svarte Hans.

"No," replied Hans.

"Elva har flommet over.

"The river has overflowed.

Hagen er fylt med vann."

The garden is filled with water."

Ingrid så bekymret ut.

Ingrid looked worried.

"Hva skal vi gjøre?"

"What are we going to do?"

Hans sukket.

Hans sighed.

"Jeg vet ikke.

"I don't know.

Vi må se hvor mye skade det er."

We need to see how much damage there is."

De tok på regnklær og gikk ut.

They put on rain gear and went outside.

Vannet nådde dem til anklene.

The water reached their ankles.

Blomsterbedene var borte.

The flower beds were gone.

Hagen var et stort basseng.

The garden was a large pool.

Sofie kjente en klump i magen.

Sofie felt a lump in her stomach.

De gikk til naboene.

They went to the neighbors.

Alle sloss med vannet.

Everyone was fighting the water.

Noen bar bøtter.

Some carried buckets.

Andre prøvde å bygge barrierer.

Others tried to build barriers.

"Vi må jobbe sammen," sa Hans.

"We need to work together," said Hans.

"La oss hjelpe hverandre."

"Let's help each other."

Sofie, Hans og Ingrid hentet koster og bøtter.

Sofie, Hans, and Ingrid fetched brooms and buckets.

De begynte å fjerne vannet.

They started removing the water.

Det var slitsomt arbeid.

It was exhausting work.

Hendene deres ble røde og kalde.

Their hands became red and cold.

Men de ga ikke opp.

But they did not give up.

Timene gikk.

Hours passed.

Regnet lettet.

The rain eased.

Vannet sank sakte.

The water slowly receded.

De kunne se gresset igjen.

They could see the grass again.

En nabo, fru Olsen, kom bort.

A neighbor, Mrs. Olsen, came over.

"Takk," sa hun.

"Thank you," she said.

"Vi klarer oss."

"We will manage."

Sofie smilte.

Sofie smiled.

"Vi klarer det sammen."

"We will manage together."

Da kvelden kom, var vannet nesten borte.

By evening, the water was almost gone.

Huset stod trygt.

The house was safe.

Hagen trengte mye omsorg, men den var der fortsatt.

The garden needed a lot of care, but it was still there.

Ingrid satte på varm te.

Ingrid made some hot tea.

"Vi klarte det," sa hun.

"We did it," she said.

Hans nikket.

Hans nodded.

"Ja, vi klarte det."

"Yes, we did."

Sofie kikket ut vinduet.

Sofie looked out the window.

Regndråpene var små og milde nå.

The raindrops were small and gentle now.

Bergen begynte å puste igjen.

Bergen began to breathe again.

Hun følte seg trygg.

She felt safe.

Familien var sammen, og de kunne klare hva som helst.

The family was together, and they could handle anything.

"En storm kan ikke stoppe oss," sa Sofie bestemt.

"A storm can't stop us," said Sofie firmly.

Så satt de der, sammen, og lot varmen fra teen fylle dem.

So, there they sat, together, letting the warmth from the tea fill them.

Stormen var over.

The storm was over.

Familien kunne se fremover igjen.

The family could look forward again.

Bergen var fremdeles der, sterk og vakker, akkurat som dem.

Bergen was still there, strong and beautiful, just like them.