Tree GirlHarper Collins, 13 Απρ 2004 - 225 σελίδες They call Gabriela Tree Girl. Laj Ali Re Jayub in her native language of Quiché. Gabi climbs trees to be within reach of the eagles and watch the sun rise into an empty sky. She is at home among the outstretched branches of the Guatemalan forests. Then one day from the safety of a tree, Gabi witnesses the sights and sounds of an unspeakable massacre. She sees rape and murder -- the ravages of guerrilla warfare. She vows to be Tree Girl no more. Earthbound, she joins the hordes of refugees struggling to reach the Mexican border. She has lost her whole family; her entire village has been wiped out. Yet she clings to the hope that she will be reunited with her youngest sister, Alicia. Over dangerous miles and months of hunger, thirst, and the threat of more violence from soldiers, Gabriela’s search for Alicia and for a safe haven becomes a search for self. Having turned her back on her own identity, can she hope to claim a new life? This novel is based on a true story told to the author one night by the real Tree Girl in a secure safe house in Guatemala. |
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... branches of one of the trees she loves to climb , Gabriela witnesses the destruction of her Mayan village and the murder of nearly all its inhabitants , she vows never to climb again until , after she and her traumatised sister find ...
... branches as if their leaves had called to me. As I grew, I pulled myself up among those same branches and stared even higher, hearing new voices. "Gabriela, when you climb a tree, it takes you closer to heaven." Mamí encouraged me as ...
... branches, you could fall and be hurt. But Mamí knew I respected trees. Her only warning was "Hold on to your dreams as tightly as you hold to the branches, Gabi." I was too young then to know how dangerous it. 2 TREE GIRL.
... branches to me as I climbed, taking my hands and helping me to escape the ground. Each branch lifted me safely to the next, passing me higher and higher. The boys swore loudly as they scrambled after me. "We didn't hurt you," one ...
... branches in my hand were no larger than broomsticks. With the extra weight, the tree bent dangerously. One of the boys reached for an avocado to throw back at me, so I held tightly to the tree and swung my body from side to side. The ...
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