Courage in Crisis: Freja's Silent Fight Against Crime
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Fluent Fiction - Danish: Courage in Crisis: Freja's Silent Fight Against Crime Find the full episode transcript, vocabulary words, and more:fluentfiction.com/da/episode/2024-12-12-08-38-20-da Story Transcript:Da: Snefnug krystallerede gennem luften udenfor, og politistationen var fyldt med julestemning.En: Snowflakes crystallized through the air outside, and the police station was filled with Christmas spirit.Da: Granguirlander snoede sig langs væggenes kanter, og små blinkende lyskæder prydede receptionens tællere.En: Pine garlands twined along the edges of the walls, and small blinking light strings adorned the reception counters.Da: Freja, med sit bestemte blik og sit krøllet hår let dækket af sne, trådte ind.En: Freja, with her determined gaze and her curly hair lightly covered in snow, stepped inside.Da: Kulden fulgte med hver åbnede dør og mindede alle om vinterens strenge greb udenfor.En: The cold followed with every opened door, reminding everyone of winter's harsh grip outside.Da: Freja havde et mål.En: Freja had a goal.Da: Hun havde været på det travle julemarked, glad og fyldt med julestemning, da hun havde været vidne til noget uhyggeligt.En: She had been at the bustling Christmas market, happy and filled with holiday spirit, when she witnessed something unsettling.Da: En mand, med hætte trukket op, havde snuppet en pung fra en ældre kvinde.En: A man, with his hood pulled up, had snatched a purse from an elderly woman.Da: Freja skyndte sig til politistationen for at indberette forbrydelsen.En: Freja quickly hurried to the police station to report the crime.Da: Inde i varmen bemærkede hun hvordan luften var tør og svær at trække ind; kampgejsten i hende gjorde dog at hun trådte nærmere skranken uden tøven.En: Inside the warmth, she noticed how the air was dry and difficult to breathe; the determination in her, however, made her approach the counter without hesitation.Da: Niels, en venlig betjent med et oprigtigt smil, hilste hende.En: Niels, a friendly officer with a genuine smile, greeted her.Da: "Hej, kan jeg hjælpe dig?" spurgte han.En: "Hi, can I help you?" he asked.Da: Freja skulle netop til at forklare hvad hun havde set, men noget afbrød hende.En: Freja was just about to explain what she had seen, but something interrupted her.Da: En velkendt stramhed greb hendes bryst.En: A familiar tightness gripped her chest.Da: Astmaen.En: Asthma.Da: Selvom det var vinter, vågede hun normalt at være forberedt, men i dagens hast havde hun glemt sin inhalator.En: Even though it was winter, she usually dared to be prepared, but in today's haste, she had forgotten her inhaler.Da: "Jeg... jeg," fremstammede hun, mens hvert åndedrag blev til en kamp.En: "I... I," she stammered, as every breath became a struggle.Da: Uden at kunne tale, greb hun sin taske og tog en notesbog frem.En: Unable to speak, she grabbed her bag and took out a notebook.Da: Med rystende hænder begyndte hun at skrive.En: With trembling hands, she began to write.Da: Det var svært at fokusere; hendes syn begyndte at svømme.En: It was hard to focus; her vision was starting to blur.Da: Men hun vidste, at hun måtte få budskabet frem.En: But she knew she had to get the message across.Da: Niels bemærkede straks hendes kamp.En: Niels immediately noticed her struggle.Da: "Er du okay?" spurgte han, bekymringen tydelig i hans stemme.En: "Are you okay?" he asked, concern clear in his voice.Da: Freja kunne blot...