Under de gyldne bladene i likhetens navn, lå den hemmelige bunkeren.

Under the golden leaves in the name of equality, lay the secret bunker.

I skogen, ikke langt fra byen, lurte den under bakken.

In the forest, not far from the city, it hid beneath the ground.

Bare de mest nysgjerrige barna i landet var modige nok til å gå inn.

Only the most curious children in the country were brave enough to enter.

Tre av dem var Astrid, Lars, og Ingrid.

Three of them were Astrid, Lars, and Ingrid.

De hadde en plan for naturfagsprosjektet sitt, men tid og ressurser var ikke på deres side.

They had a plan for their science project, but time and resources were not on their side.

Astrid var full av energi.

Astrid was full of energy.

Hun ville imponere sin eldste bror.

She wanted to impress her older brother.

"Denne gangen skal han tro at jeg kan noe spesielt," sa hun til seg selv.

"This time he'll think I know something special," she said to herself.

Lars var mer forsiktig.

Lars was more cautious.

Likevel ønsket han å vise at han kunne ta ansvar.

Yet, he wanted to show that he could take responsibility.

Ingrid, som stoppet opp ved bunkerens inngang, visste at hun måtte stå opp for seg selv.

Ingrid, who paused at the bunker's entrance, knew she had to stand up for herself.

"Jeg kan klare dette," hvisket hun med lav stemme.

"I can do this," she whispered softly.

Det var tidlig høst og Saint Lucia-dagen nærmet seg.

It was early autumn, and Saint Lucia Day was approaching.

Luften var kjølig og frisk.

The air was cool and fresh.

Høye, nakne trær stod som stilltiende vitner i skogen.

Tall, bare trees stood as silent witnesses in the forest.

Innenfor i bunkeren, lette tre par øyne etter inspirasjon i mørket.

Inside the bunker, three pairs of eyes searched for inspiration in the dark.

"Vi trenger noe spesielt, noe som lyser opp," sa Astrid drømmende.

"We need something special, something that lights up," said Astrid dreamily.

"Lys!

"Light!"

" Ingrid klappet i hendene.

Ingrid clapped her hands.

"Lys passer perfekt til Lucia-dagen.

"Light is perfect for Lucia Day."

"Men de hadde begrensede ressurser.

But they had limited resources.

Ingen av dem hadde penger til å kjøpe dyre materialer.

None of them had money to buy expensive materials.

Lars, som alltid hadde praktiske løsninger, foreslo å bruke det de hadde hjemme.

Lars, who always had practical solutions, suggested using what they had at home.

"Vi kan bruke fakler og speil.

"We can use torches and mirrors.

Vi trenger kun noen få ting for å lage et lysdiorama," sa han.

We only need a few things to make a light diorama," he said.

Astrid smilte bredt.

Astrid smiled broadly.

"Et diorama med lys og skygger, det er unikt!

"A diorama with light and shadows, that's unique!"

"De begynte å samle gamle speil, stearinlys og fargerik gelé fra kjøkkenet.

They began gathering old mirrors, candles, and colorful jelly from the kitchen.

I bunkeren jobbet de iherdig.

In the bunker, they worked diligently.

Astrid og Lars satte opp speilene slik at lyset kunne reflektere vakkert i rommet.

Astrid and Lars set up the mirrors so that the light could reflect beautifully in the room.

Ingrid introduserte geléfiltre for å legge til fargerike effekter.

Ingrid introduced jelly filters to add colorful effects.

Sammen skapte de lysfigurer som danset på veggene, lik Lucia-barn med lyskranser.

Together, they created light figures that danced on the walls, like Lucia children with light crowns.

Dagene gikk, og tiden for presentasjonen kom.

The days passed, and the time for the presentation came.

Da de endelig sto foran klassen, var Ingrid nervøs, men Astrid la en hånd på skulderen hennes.

When they finally stood in front of the class, Ingrid was nervous, but Astrid placed a hand on her shoulder.

"Vi er sammen om dette," sa hun.

"We’re in this together," she said.

Ingrid samlet mot, åpnet munnen og begynte å snakke.

Ingrid gathered courage, opened her mouth, and began to speak.

Hun førte klassen gjennom mysteriene ved lys og optikk.

She led the class through the mysteries of light and optics.

Læreren var målløs, klassen applauderte, og Astrids bror så på henne med forundring og stolthet.

The teacher was speechless, the class applauded, and Astrid's brother looked at her with amazement and pride.

De tre vennene hadde funnet en løsning sammen.

The three friends had found a solution together.

Bunkeren hadde gitt inspirasjonen de trengte.

The bunker had given them the inspiration they needed.

Astrids bror anerkjente hennes brennende interesse for vitenskap.

Astrid's brother acknowledged her burning interest in science.

Lars følte en følelse av ansvarstagende tilfredshet.

Lars felt a sense of responsible satisfaction.

Ingrid sto trygg og fant sin stemme.

Ingrid stood confident and found her voice.

De var et team.

They were a team.

Og i bunkeren, innrammet av høstløv, hadde tre venner tent en ny gnist av lys.

And in the bunker, framed by autumn leaves, three friends had ignited a new spark of light.