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Uncle Tom's Cabinby Harriet Beecher StoweUncle Tom's Cabin, or Life Among the Lowly is an anti-slavery novel by American author Harriet Beecher Stowe. Published in 1852, the novel had a profound effect on worldwide attitudes toward African-Americans
The Masalai of Lep Island Story by Mike Soanin Translated by Thomas H. Slone Long, long ago, in Manus Province, there was a small island behind Baluan Island [Baluan-Pam People]. This island was called Lep. On Lep Island, there was a masalai who had
The White RoomI am now feeling like a lost camel in the Sahara Desert. I am very young and I've got a lot of things to learn. Sometimes I think: I don't know anything I should go to my house and begin to study. But, then, I think Why? A lot of the ti
The novels of J.M. Coetzee DusklandsThe novel actually consists of two separate stories. The first one, The Vietnam Project, relates the gradual descent into insanity of its protagonist Eugene Dawn. Eugene works for a U.S. government agency responsib
The Blind Boyby C. CibberO say what is that thing call'd Light, Which I must ne'er enjoy; What are the blessings of the sight, O tell your poor blind boy! You talk of wondrous things you see; You say the sun shines bright: I feel him warm, but how ca
To Autumnby John KeatsSeason of mists and mellow fruitfulness, Close bosom friend of the maturing sun, Conspiring with him how to load and bless With fruit the vines that round the thatch-eves run: To bend with apples the mossed cottage-trees, And fi
A Game of Goby Chris RoseTwo people sit down opposite each other to play a game. Between them is a large wooden board. The board is rectangular in shape and it has black lines drawn on it in. There are 19 horizontal lines and 19 vertical lines, makin
Noby Thomas HoodNo sun - no moon! No morn - no noon - No dawn - no dusk - no proper time of day - No sky - no earthly view - No distance looking blue - No road - no street - no t'other side the way - No end to any Row - No indications where the Cresc
The Fixby Chris RoseThe four judges have been sitting in a small room in the Milton Hotel in London for three hours now. The judges must agree on who will win the four awards in the important Global Music Awards: best album, best song, best new band
Mountain fableThe mountain and the squirrel Had a quarrel; And the former called the latter Little Prig. Bun replied, You are doubtless very big; But all sorts of things and weather Must be taken in together, To make up a year And a sphere. And I thi
The Golden Boysby Chris RoseEvery August. Every August for twelve years. Every August for twelve years we went to the same small town on holiday. Every August for twelve years we went to the same beach. Every August for twelve years my parents rented
The Dinosaur in Jakes Garageby Chris Rose Dad he said, Theres a dinosaur living in the garage. Is there really, Jake? said his dad. Thats interesting. Now go and away and play. Daddys busy at the moment. Jakes dad went back to reading his newspaper.
The chicken and the frog One morning a chicken walked into a library. It went up to the desk and said Book! Book! The librarian gave the chicken two books, and it left. Half an hour later the chicken returned. Once more it approached the desk and sai
Dad he said, Theres a dinosaur living in the garage. Is there really, Jake? said his dad. Thats interesting. Now go and away and play. Daddys busy at the moment. Jakes dad went back to reading his newspaper. Jake had suspected that there was a dinosa
Fausto Ruiz got off the boat at the port of the city where he had been born fifty years ago, and to which he had not returned for twenty years. He walked along the seafront, surprised by how much his hometown had changed, and also by how much of it h
Pussy can sit by the fire and sing, Pussy can climb a tree, Or play with a silly old cork and string To 'muse herself, not me. But I like Binkie my dog, because He knows how to behave; So, Binkie's the same as the First Friend was, And I am the Man i
Heres Scarlett, in the garden of a friends house in London on a sunny summer morning, the kind of mornings that are unusual in England. Scarlett is twelve years old (thirteen in November she tells me), and is trying to understand the world around her
Tom Jankowitz took his coat off and threw it onto the seat in the airport lounge. He sat down and opened up his laptop computer, keeping one eye on the small television which showed the departure times of all the flights from the airport. Tom Jankowi
It wouldn't doby John KayBut, She said, I suppose it wouldn't do For everyone to be the same now, Would it. No, I said, There'd be less Interesting people around, Wouldn't there. Fewer interesting people, She said, But I suppose it wouldn't do For ev