“Alonso, come play outside, honey. It’s such a beautiful day!” called his mother, Dona Antonia, who was hanging laundry to dry. “I’m going to need help to feed the animals. Come help me, please.”
“You were not fighting a dragon. The knight from the story was. Oh, look what you did,” observed his mother. “Let me get more food for the animals.”
“Hello, Alonso. I brought the groceries your mom ordered. What are you playing?” asked Sancho. “I’m not playing. I’m a knight getting ready to go on an adventure,” stated Alonso. “And my name is Don Quixote.” Sancho knew that when his friend was pretending to be a knight there was not much else to do besides play along. Sancho said, “I’m sorry, Sir. I thought you were someone else. Would you please accept this basket of treats as my apologies?”
“Let’s get going, Sancho Panza. Help me with my armor, please.” Don Quixote said putting on his dad’s jacket. “Take Dapple for your ride; she’s a gentle donkey.” he continued, giving Sancho a smaller broom.
Next stop on their adventure was at an inn. “Look at the four towers of the castle,” cried Don Quixote. Let’s cross the drawbridge carefully. Isn’t that grand, Sancho?” Sancho replied “No, it is not. That’s just an inn, and it is not a place for children,” and he sat by the door. But Alonso pretended that his squire was taking their horses to the stable to rest.
Don Quixote entered the inn expecting to meet the king. The king was actually the innkeeper who was eating breakfast with his guests. “Who are the parents of this lad?” He banged his fist on the table, dropping a basket of freshly baked biscuits.
Later, Sancho went into his friend’s bedroom, wishing for a good story. “Hey, Alonso. Can you read for me?” “Sancho Panza, my good squire. A wizard took my books away. We should look for adventures outside,” declared Don Quixote. “I don’t think so. Your mother has just warned you…”, commented Sancho.
“Look, Sancho,” shouted Don Quixote. “Two armies charging to fight each other. From here, I can see The Silver Knight on the right. And on the left, it’s the Black Knight.”
Then, once more, Nicolas saved Don Quixote from trouble. He walked down from the hills and offered the shepherds some gold coins. He went back to where the boy was laying, put him on his shoulder and started to walk back to the village.
Sancho ran to help his friend, but Don Quixote didn’t look injured. “You can’t fight windmills!” he cried. “I feel terrible, Sancho Panza.” Don Quixote mumbled. “That giant had the best of me. But I have a recipe for a magic tea that can cure me.”
A few paces away, because it was dark and starting to rain, Don Quixote slipped on wet leaves and rolled into a hole. Lucky Sancho, he was behind the knight and didn’t fall in.
Who do you think Sancho went looking for? Nicolas, of course. However, he brought along Dona Antonia. While they were trying to figure out a way to get the child out of the hole, Don Quixote imagined himself inside a cave fighting a dragon; just like in his book at the beginning of this story.
And that is how Alonso wrote “The Adventures of the Ingenious Knight Don Quixote of La Mancha”.