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A car stopped, a door opened. Someone threw him out.
It was cold and rainy; I knew he was feeling scared and disorientated.
He didn´t understand why they rejected him.
After a while a solitary boy passed by and heard his yelping.
From then on they´ve always been seen together.
(The Olive Tree Tales)
Today, a huge black man with curlied white hair sat here with his little radio.
I thought I saw him before but I could not remember when.
Then from the radio came a clear voice swearing to protect the American Constitution.
The old man was crying.
In that very moment I remembered. That man was sitting here with his radio also 45 years ago. And that time, the voice coming from the radio was saying that he had a dream.(The Olive Tree Tales)
They used to come here to play when they were little. I can not remember a day they were not fighting with each other.
More than sixty years have passed.
I saw them yesterday; brother and sister caring for each other. Even if their parents are not on this world any more they have not been left alone.
(The Olive Tree Tales)
They had little hands but still they were carrying heavy stones.
They went up and down for months, working hard in all their free time.
Their fatigue disappeared at once when they saw their old parents´tears.
Their dream had become true. They owned a house.(The Olive Tree Tales)
