"The one tree in Francie's yard was neither a pine nor a hemlock. It had pointed leaves which grew along green switches which radiated from the bough and made a tree which looked like a lot of opened green umbrellas. Some people called it the Tree of Heaven. No matter where its seed fell, it made a tree which struggled to reach the sky. It grew in boarded-up lots and out of neglected rubbish heaps and it was the only tree that grew out of cement. It grew lushly, but only in the tenement districts".
XIV Premios La Buena Prensa
-
Estas son las bases y las categorías.
Se puede presentar cualquier texto en castellano publicado en 2024 en
soporte papel o digital. Los galardones está...
Hace 4 semanas
Ese libro es imprescindible! Como consigue hablar del paso de la infancia a la adolescencia, eso es lo que más me gustó.
ResponderEliminar