Lars det var, og København det var stedet.

Lars was the man, and Copenhagen was the place.

Denne lige på og hårdtarbejdende fyr var fra Sverige men boede nu i denne vidunderlige by fyldt med farverige huse og snoede gader.

This straightforward and hardworking guy was from Sweden but now lived in this wonderful city filled with colorful houses and winding streets.

Her skulle han møde noget af det mest frygtede, det danske sprog.

Here he would encounter one of the most feared things, the Danish language.

Dagens udfordring?

The challenge of the day?

Ordstammen “Rødgrød med fløde”.

The phrase "Rødgrød med fløde" (red berry pudding with cream).

"Det ser nemt ud,” tænkte Lars, da han kiggede ned på sin dessert tallerken.

"It looks easy," Lars thought as he looked down at his dessert plate.

Men han vidste, at det var langt fra nemt.

But he knew it was far from easy.

"Rød-grød-med-fløde", sagde han stille for sig selv.

"Rødgrød med fløde," he said quietly to himself.

Men det lød mere som "Råw-groo-mit-floo".

But it sounded more like "Råw-groo-mit-floo."

Han sukkede dybt.

He sighed deeply.

Hele cafeen, Smag for Sag, kiggede på ham.

The entire cafe, Smag for Sag, looked at him.

Han mærkede kinderne varme op, og hans mund blev tør som sand.

He felt his cheeks getting warm, and his mouth went as dry as sand.

Men han ville ikke give op.

But he wouldn't give up.

Han havde allerede overvundet forhindringer større end dette.

He had already overcome obstacles bigger than this.

Så med fast blik stirrede han ned på den skål med dejlig, rødgrød med fløde.

So with a determined gaze, he stared down at the bowl of delicious red berry pudding with cream.

Han tog en dyb indånding og prøvede igen.

He took a deep breath and tried again.

"Rød-grød-med-floo-de", lød stemmen forsigtigt.

"Rødgrød med fløde," his voice said softly.

Alle i caféen klappede og grinte.

Everyone in the cafe clapped and laughed.

Nogle filmede ham.

Some filmed him.

Men Lars smilte bredt.

But Lars smiled widely.

Dagene gik, og Lars øvede.

Days went by, and Lars practiced.

Han gik på gaden, i parkerne, på caféerne og ind i butikkerne og sagde det samme igen og igen: "Rød-grød-med-fløde".

He walked the streets, the parks, the cafes, and went into the shops, saying the same thing over and over: "Rødgrød med fløde."

Folk lo eller klappede, men han blev ved.

People laughed or clapped, but he persisted.

Han kunne mærke, hvordan han blev bedre og bedre.

He could feel himself getting better and better.

Hans stædighed begyndte at betale sig.

His stubbornness started to pay off.

Og så kom dagen.

And then the day came.

Lars sad i Københavns Rådhus på en stol overfor byens borgmester.

Lars sat in Copenhagen City Hall on a chair across from the city's mayor.

"Gør det, Lars," sagde borgmesteren og klappede ham på ryggen.

"Do it, Lars," the mayor said, patting him on the back.

Med hele byens borgere kiggede på, tog Lars en dyb indånding.

With the entire city's citizens watching, Lars took a deep breath.

"Rødgrød med fløde," sagde han så klart og tydeligt, at alle i salen kunne høre.

"Rødgrød med fløde," he said so clearly and distinctly that everyone in the hall could hear.

Der lød et øjeblik af stilhed.

There was a moment of silence.

Så brød jublen løs.

Then the cheering erupted.

Lars havde gjort det!

Lars had done it!

Han havde endelig udtalt de frygtede danske ord korrekt.

He had finally pronounced the feared Danish words correctly.

Han smilede bredt og trak vejret frit.

He smiled widely and breathed freely.

Endelig havde han følt sig hjemme i København.

Finally, he felt at home in Copenhagen.

Han var klar til at tackle flere udfordringer i denne nye by, han elskede.

He was ready to face more challenges in this new city he loved.

Sådan ender denne solstrålehistorie om Lars og hans kamp med det danske sprog.

And that is how this sunny story about Lars and his battle with the Danish language ends.

Han lærte, at nogle gange skal man bare ignorere hånende latter og modige udfordringer.

He learned that sometimes you just have to ignore mocking laughter and brave challenges.

For det er gennem disse vanskeligheder, vi vokser og bliver stærkere.

Because it is through these difficulties that we grow and become stronger.