Sprehod podnevi ob reki, Ljubljanica je potekal pravljično.

A walk by the river during the day, the Ljubljanica, was magical.

Zima je risala bele slike čez ulice Ljubljane.

Winter painted white pictures over the streets of Ljubljana.

Počasi se je bližal praznik, ki ga je Mateja tako težko pričakovala - praznik Gospodovega razglašenja.

Slowly approaching was the holiday that Mateja had been eagerly waiting for - the Feast of the Lord's Epiphany.

Ob rečni promenadi se je vrvenje mestnega življenja prepletalo z vonjem po zimskih dobrotah.

Along the river promenade, the bustling city life intertwined with the scent of winter delicacies.

Sneg je nežno padal, pokrivajoč vse kotičke.

Snow fell gently, covering every corner.

Mateja je stala ob reki, obdana z smehom in prazničnim vrvežem.

Mateja stood by the river, surrounded by laughter and festive hustle and bustle.

Pozorno je gledala na svežo snežno podlago.

She was attentively watching the fresh snow cover.

Bor in Nika sta ji pomahali iz bližnje kavarne, kjer sta srkala vročo čokolado.

Bor and Nika waved at her from a nearby café, where they were sipping hot chocolate.

Koračajoč po mehkem snegu, je Mateja doživela občutek odločnosti.

Walking through the soft snow, Mateja felt a sense of determination.

Danes je njen dan.

Today was her day.

Dan, ko bo končno pokazala svoje snežene spretnosti.

The day when she would finally showcase her snow skills.

"Hej, poglej!

"Hey, look!

Snemamo jo!

We're filming it!"

" je zavpila Nika, smejoč se ob pogledu na Matejo, ki se je začela boriti s svežim snegom.

called out Nika, laughing at the sight of Mateja struggling with the fresh snow.

A nekaj je bilo narobe.

But something was wrong.

Sneg je bil preveč puhast, nikakor ne tisti pravi, ki ga je potrebovala za trden snežak.

The snow was too fluffy, not the right type she needed for a sturdy snowman.

Mateja je trmasto poskusila znova.

Mateja stubbornly tried again.

ZAGNANO je kotalila snežene kepe, a na koncu je pred njo stala velikanska, bela gmota, brez obrazne oblike.

Determined, she rolled snowballs, but in the end, in front of her stood a giant, white mass, without a facial shape.

"Videti je kot marshmallow," je hinavsko pripomnil Bor.

"Looks like a marshmallow," Bor slyly remarked.

Vsi trije so se skupaj zasmejali.

The three of them laughed together.

"To ni to!

"This isn't it!"

" je vzkliknila Mateja, toda njen smeh je razkrival, da je to povedala v šali.

exclaimed Mateja, though her laughter revealed she was joking.

Ideja se ji je zdela kar naenkrat zanimiva.

The idea suddenly seemed interesting to her.

Pomislila je na vse predmete, ki so bili raztreseni ob promenadi.

She thought of all the objects scattered along the promenade.

Uporabila je veje kot roke, palčke za nos in veliko oranžno kapo zimske trgovinice za klobuk.

She used branches for arms, sticks for the nose, and a large orange hat from a winter shop for a cap.

Okoli snežne gmote je navezala šal.

Around the snow mass, she tied a scarf.

Ko sta Nika in Bor zagledala "marshmallow moža," nista mogla zadržati smeha.

When Nika and Bor saw the "marshmallow man," they couldn't hold back their laughter.

Bil je skrajno nenavaden, a hkrati tako edinstven.

He was extremely unusual but at the same time so unique.

Na njunih obrazih je bila očarana mešanica začudenja in smeha.

On their faces was an enchanting mix of amazement and laughter.

"Mateja, to pa je nekaj posebnega!

"Mateja, this is something special!"

" je pohvalil Bor.

praised Bor.

Medtem ko so se razposajeno fotografirali s tem novodobjnim snežakom, je Mateja občutila nekaj posebnega.

While they cheerfully took photos with this modern-day snowman, Mateja felt something special.

Ne gre za popolnost, gre za smeh, ustvarjalnost in zabavo.

It wasn't about perfection; it was about laughter, creativity, and fun.

"Lepo je biti nekaj posebnega," si je mislila.

"It's nice to be something special," she thought.

Praznične luči Ljubljane so zasijale še posebej močno, ko se je Mateja naslonila na svoji prijatelji, vesela in zadovoljna, da je tisti dan lahko bila točno taka, kot je želela biti.

The festive lights of Ljubljana shone especially brightly as Mateja leaned on her friends, happy and content to have been exactly who she wanted to be that day.