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In the early 1980s, Mykola Polonskyi is a young Ukrainian translator serving the Soviet army. Fascinated by his reading on the adventures of explorers in exotic African lands, he seizes the opportunity to leave for the Soviet Military Mission in Ethiopia. Soon enough, Mykola finds himself in the heart of the African horn, at the height of the Cold War, and in the middle of the Ethiopian civil war. Everyday life is difficult, and survival endangered by the mysteries hiding in the jungle and the threats of attacks from separatist troops and bandits. This is a first-hand account of the USSR's political and military machine, enriched by anecdotes about rare animal and human fauna: sleepy hippos and obnoxious officials, dangerous pythons and fickle generals.

“Can I be honest with you for a second?” he asked. “Isn’t that what we’re doing?” she said playfully. “I don’t know very much about you, and that’s fine, but ever since you started at Middleton, there’s been something about you that I’ve been drawn to. And I don’t want to be presumptuous, but I think you might feel it too? If you don’t, that’s completely fine and I’m so sorry if this makes you uncomfortable, but I wanted you to know that before…”. “Before what?” she asked, breathlessly. “Before I asked if I could kiss you?” In an instant, all the butterflies in her stomach were jolted awake. Her hands and armpits instantly became clammy, and her mouth went dry. “Would that be alright?” he asked. “Yes,” she whispered. Jake leaned over the table and cupped her face with his right hand. Once their lips met, the butterflies went away, and a calmness overtook her. Jake kissed tenderly yet passionately, as if it were the last kiss he would ever have. When he began to pull away, Madison grabbed his shirt and brought him back. To say it was the best kiss she’d ever had would be a gross understatement and Madison knew right then and there that that was what love was supposed to feel like. A story of anger and regret, tangled in secrets and the past… but above all, a story about love.

Età di lettura: da 8 anni.

Imagine a world that feels like the one you cherished as a child: a world full of wooden bridges perched over wild rivers, folk songs sung into the wreathing branches of evergreens, fruits and vegetables tumbling off of farmers' trucks and into warm 'tartes aux pommes' and homemade lasagnas. Imagine a world where gardening means friendship and a refreshing cup of tea, a wheelbarrow full of kale, scampering goats, and neighboring pigs. Imagine celebrating every day - following your bliss and delighting as that path promises a well-worn bicycle and a blackberry patch absolutely bursting with lush berries. Just imagine! All of it is possible. Nothing about it cannot be lived fully, enjoyed deeply, forever. Bienvenue! Welcome to the beautiful French village where four young activists from different backgrounds turn their attention to protecting the forest, river, and wildlife where they live, with big dreams for the world. Their efforts mirror the 'green revolution' that people everywhere are ready to embrace, to re-imagine our footprint on planet Earth, to counteract the destructive nature of factory farms, and instead make choices that reflect our highest values. But you don't have to imagine! We can all take inspired action and live harmoniously. Just turn the front cover of this book and join the adventure!

Scattered Chatter is a stream of Aphorisms, Thought and Expressions by the author Ronald Kublawi, who enters the depths of his life and the lifes of each of us. The passing of the years makes us aware of the change, of what is past and what is future. Family, life, eternity. The empirical introspection of our thoughts and our experience is what makes us free from ourselves. "Whatever you are and whatever you wish to become, just be grateful that you are an integral part of the tree, a part of life that God has blessed his hands upon its roots, its heritage, its miraculous make-up, its seasons, its weakness, its strength & its destiny."