Michael Ende

Great thoughts are going around in the head of the wise Indian elephant Filemon Foldrich. Great as he is himself: The moon for example or the flowers. For small things he has no time – and none at all for the flies of the nearby dung heap. But the flies consider themselves the most perfect creatures in the entire universe. To prove that once and forever they are searching for an opponent, and none but the greatest will do. None other than Filemon Foldrich is supposed to measure his strength with them at dung ball shooting...