Lars var en tøffing.

Lars was a tough guy.

Ingrid, hans søster, var en smarting.

Ingrid, his sister, was a smart girl.

Begge bodde i hjertet av Oslo, i en flott leilighet med utsikt over den travle Karl Johan gate.

Both lived in the heart of Oslo, in a nice apartment overlooking the busy Karl Johan street.

En dag kom en stor pakke til leiligheten.

One day, a big package arrived at the apartment.

Det var et IKEA møbel.

It was an IKEA furniture.

Navnet var nesten umulig å uttale.

The name was almost impossible to pronounce.

Lars, med hans sterke armer, løftet det lett.

Lars, with his strong arms, lifted it easily.

Men da han åpnet pakken, fant de ikke instruksjonene.

But when he opened the package, they couldn't find the instructions.

"Å nei, hva skal vi gjøre nå?

"Oh no, what should we do now?"

" spurte Ingrid, som så på alle bitene som nå lå spredt over stuegulvet.

asked Ingrid, looking at all the pieces now scattered on the living room floor.

Lars sa, "Ikke vær redd, Ingrid.

Lars said, "Don't worry, Ingrid.

Jeg bygde et Lego-slott en gang.

I once built a Lego castle.

Hvor vanskelig kan dette være?

How hard can this be?"

"De satte i gang.

They got started.

Lars fikk jobben med å skru, og Ingrid prøvde å sette sammen delene.

Lars took on the job of screwing, and Ingrid tried to put the pieces together.

De passet ikke alltid, men de prøvde likevel.

They didn't always fit, but they kept trying.

Tiden gikk.

Time passed.

Solen forsvant.

The sun disappeared.

OSLO-skiltet i bakgrunnen blinket i natten.

The OSLO sign in the background blinked in the night.

Stuen ble fylt med ekstra skruer og deler.

The living room filled with extra screws and parts.

Lars begynte å bli bekymret.

Lars started to get worried.

Var dette virkelig riktig?

Was this really right?

Men han prøvde å være modig.

But he tried to be brave.

Ingrid smilte og sa, "Ikke vær redd, Lars.

Ingrid smiled and said, "Don't be afraid, Lars.

Sammen kan vi klare alt.

Together we can do anything."

"De jobbet og jobbet.

They worked and worked.

Bitene ville ikke passe, men de prøvde og prøvde.

The pieces wouldn't fit, but they kept trying.

Den store klokken på Karl Johan slo tolv.

The big clock on Karl Johan struck twelve.

Oslolivet sov, men Lars og Ingrid var våkne.

Oslo life slept, but Lars and Ingrid were awake.

Plutselig sto møblet der - større enn de trodde.

Suddenly, the furniture stood there - bigger than they thought.

Men delene var borte.

But the pieces were missing.

Alt var borte - unntatt én skrue.

Everything was gone - except for one screw.

Lars så på skruen.

Lars looked at the screw.

Han så på Ingrid.

He looked at Ingrid.

Ingrid så på skruen og så på Lars.

Ingrid looked at the screw and looked at Lars.

Så begynte de begge å le.

Then they both started to laugh.

"Vi klarte det, Lars!

"We did it, Lars!"

" ropte Ingrid.

shouted Ingrid.

De ga hverandre en stor klem.

They gave each other a big hug.

Ja, de hadde ekstra deler.

Yes, they had extra parts.

Men det betydde ikke noe.

But it didn't matter.

De hadde bygget et IKEA-møbel.

They had built an IKEA furniture.

De hadde vist at de kunne gjøre noe vanskelig sammen.

They had shown that they could do something difficult together.

Og der stod det - det nydelige møblet i deres stue.

And there it stood - the beautiful furniture in their living room.

Med en ekstra skrue og et extra smil, gikk de til sengs.

With an extra screw and an extra smile, they went to bed.

Hadde dette vært lett?

Was this easy?

Nei.

No.

Men de hadde klart det, og det var det beste av alt.

But they had accomplished it, and that was the best part of all.

Leiligheten i Oslo ble stille.

The apartment in Oslo became quiet.

Utenfor, blinket OSLO-skiltet fortsatt.

Outside, the OSLO sign still blinked.

Lars og Ingrid sov.

Lars and Ingrid slept.

De sov med et smil.

They slept with a smile.

De visste at sammen klarte de alt - selv å bygge IKEA-møbler uten instruksjoner.

They knew that together they could do anything - even build IKEA furniture without instructions.