A little lion

I watched on TV once a story about a little lion that lived in Africa with his parents. He was a mischievous and playful lion, he didn't want to hunt animals, he only wanted to play and dance. His dad wanted desperately that the lion knew how to hunt. 

One day, the little lion, in a lesson of his father, was set on something moving in the tall grass and he started to follow it until the limits of the reserve where traffickers of exotic animals captured him. They put him on a pickup truck and the dad started to follow them behind, regrettably he couldn’t reach them. 

Luckly, on the way there was a bump and the box where the little lion was, fell out from the truck towards a river that summons on the sea, after days this box arrived in new York where the persons found him and take him to the zoo where he met other animals that turn into his friends. 

When they grew up, they run out from the zoo and they traveled to Africa where this little lion, now a big one, was reunited with his parents after all this years. They were so happy that they celebrate with a party in the savannah!