Wake up, little king! Winced, the little king rubs his eyes and sits on the bed. He hits his nose with a handkerchief tied to the end of a string that hangs from the ceiling. – Ah, the scarf! Wh
“The gray cat looks bad,” Laura observes, perched high on the small wall that separates the garden from the wasteland. But Dad is cutting the hedge and doesn’t hear what she says.
Lea is already tired of always being the smallest. Her brother Natan, who is already big, has the right to do many things in the Bethlehem hostel. But whenever she wants to be helpful, they answer her
Once upon a time there was a king named Sol. Everyone knows him. Everyone treats him. Powerful, its rays are swords. Majestic, its rays are of gold and more than all gold are worth. Generous, its rays
Once upon a time there was a birch rising in the middle of a meadow. Even at the edge of the meadow shimmered a pool where a duck swam in a circle, dipping its beak from time to time. The duck climbed
Seetetelane was a poor boy. There was no land, no cow, no woman. He lived alone in the savannah. I hunted muggles to eat. From the little skins I made the clothes. One day he was hunting for mongoose