Tivoli Gardens var en fest af farver den aften.

Tivoli Gardens was a festival of colors that evening.

Orange lanterner hang mellem træernes grene, og en kølig efterårsbrise susede gennem de gyldne blade.

Orange lanterns hung between the branches of the trees, and a cool autumn breeze rustled through the golden leaves.

Latteren fra børn og voksne spredte sig omkring, mens musikken spillede blidt i baggrunden.

Laughter from children and adults spread around while music played softly in the background.

Søren, Astrid og Mikkel stod ved siden af den blomstrende gazebo, hvor en halloweenfest stor i fuld gang.

Søren, Astrid, and Mikkel stood next to the blooming gazebo, where a Halloween party was in full swing.

De tre venner var tilmeldt græskarskæringskonkurrencen, selvom ingen af dem vidste meget om at skære græskar.

The three friends had signed up for the pumpkin carving contest, even though none of them knew much about carving pumpkins.

Søren ville virkelig gerne vinde.

Søren really wanted to win.

Han var altid ivrig og beslutsom.

He was always eager and determined.

Astrid, med hendes kreative sind, var der mest for at have det sjovt.

Astrid, with her creative mind, was there mostly to have fun.

Mikkel spøgede, men inderst inde ønskede han at imponere de andre.

Mikkel joked around, but deep down he wanted to impress the others.

Kassen med værktøjer var en overraskelse.

The toolbox was a surprise.

De fandt små save, kuriøst formede knive og mystiske former.

They found small saws, curiously shaped knives, and mysterious shapes.

"Hvilket værktøj skal vi bruge til hvad?" undrede Astrid sig højt.

"Which tool should we use for what?" Astrid wondered out loud.

Søren piftede og sagde: "Vi laver en plan. Jeg siger, hvordan vi gør det bedst."

Søren whistled and said, "Let's make a plan. I'll tell you how we do it best."

Astrid kælede for sit græskar.

Astrid caressed her pumpkin.

Hun besluttede sig for at skære, hvad hun følte, uden plan.

She decided to carve whatever she felt, without a plan.

Mikkel lo, da han begyndte at lave sjove ansigter i græskaret og brød ud i vittigheder om deres klodsede forsøg.

Mikkel laughed as he started making funny faces in the pumpkin and burst into jokes about their clumsy attempts.

Timeren tikkede hurtigt.

The timer ticked quickly.

Græskarrene begyndte at tage form, men lignede ikke helt de billeder, de havde forestillet sig.

The pumpkins began to take shape but didn't quite resemble the images they had imagined.

Tiden nærmede sig sin afslutning, og i et stresset øjeblik, skubbede Søren sin albue mod Astrids græskar.

Time was running out, and in a stressed moment, Søren bumped his elbow against Astrid's pumpkin.

Det rullede og faldt.

It rolled and fell.

En stille pause fyldte luften.

A quiet pause filled the air.

Så brød de tre venner ud i stor latter.

Then the three friends burst into laughter.

Græskarrene var skøre kreationer, men det spillede ingen rolle.

The pumpkins were crazy creations, but it didn't matter.

Søren tørrede tårerne fra sine øjne, mens han smilede.

Søren wiped tears from his eyes as he smiled.

"Det handler jo ikke om at vinde," erkendte han.

"It's not about winning," he admitted.

Astrid strålede.

Astrid beamed.

"De er unikke og vores," sagde hun stolt.

"They are unique and ours," she said proudly.

Mikkel nikkede.

Mikkel nodded.

"Det er sjovere at dele øjeblikke."

"It's more fun to share moments."

Da kåringen blev kaldt, stod de tre venner sammen.

When the awards were called, the three friends stood together.

Deres græskar var måske ikke blandt de fineste, men de vidste, at de havde haft en uforglemmelig aften i det fortryllende Tivoli.

Their pumpkins might not have been among the finest, but they knew they had had an unforgettable evening in the enchanting Tivoli.

De lærte, at glæden lå i oplevelsen, ikke i resultatet.

They learned that the joy was in the experience, not the result.