saghar
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27 اسفند 1391 03:02 ب.ظ |
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hello dear friends i think that we have our friend favorite stories for read |
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saghar
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28 اسفند 1391 10:09 ق.ظ |
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part 1 the scorpion bite it was not yet light when kino woke up .the stars still shone ,though the eastern sky was pale with the promise of the day . lying in his bed on the floor of his small wooden house , kino listened to the singing of the birds and the sounds of the chikens and the early pigs outside . kino s eyes opened . he looked first at the empty square which was the door . then he looked at the hanging box where coyotito slept . and last he turned his head to juana ,his wife . juana s eyes were open, too , and she was looking back at kino . kino heard the sound of the ocean . it was very good kino closed his eyes again and listened to his music . his people loved music and ,in th past ,everything in life became a song . this now was a song of fishermen and pearlers. kino,like his neighbors, lived from the ocean. |
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reihoon
رتبه: کاربر مبتدی
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28 اسفند 1391 04:44 ب.ظ |
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Robber &Bank&moral! A man with a gun goes into a bank and demands their money. Once he is given the money,he turns to a customer and asks ,Did you see me rob this bank? The man replied,Yes sir,I did. The robber then shot him in the temple ,killing him instantly. He then turned to a couple standing next to him and asked the man ,Did you see me rob this bank? The man replied, No sir, I didnt, but my wife did ! moral-when Opportunity knocks...MAKE USE OF IT! |
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sarah.nodet
رتبه: کاربر متوسط
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29 اسفند 1391 05:57 ب.ظ |
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Dorian Gray's Portrait it's about a beautiful boy that a portrait is drawn of him.over time the portrait ages but the boy has his youth and his beauty. but becuase of the boy's pride..... |
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saghar
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29 اسفند 1391 06:09 ب.ظ |
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Part 2 Juana stood up quietly and walked to Coyotito 's hanging box . she spoke soft words of love to her baby boy and then went to build the fire. Now Kino got up and put on his shoes. He went outside to watched the morning come. It was cold, but he was young and strong. His black hair hung down over his brown face, almost to his warm bright eyes .His mustache was thin and rough. Behind him, Juana s fire was burning strongly and she was preparing food. There were no new songs in the town these days, but there were personal songs. In Kino s head now, the song of the Family was playing.
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saghar
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29 اسفند 1391 06:10 ب.ظ |
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Part 3 The sun climbed quickly, painting the sky blue and gold above the ocean. Kino had to cover his eyes against the brightness of it. He could smell the corn –cakes cooking. It was the morning like others mornings, but it was the most perfect of them all. Kino heard Juana take Coyotito out of his hanging box and clean him. She sang softly to her baby, and this was part of the family song. It was all part of it. He felt warm inside, and safe, and complete.
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saghar
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29 اسفند 1391 06:11 ب.ظ |
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Part4 Smoke was coming from other houses too, and the sounds of breakfast. But those other songs, their pigs were other pigs, their wives were not Juana. Kino watched two chickens fight. Then his eyes went up to a group of birds flying over the town. The world was awake now, and he went inside. Juana stood up from the fire , put Coyotito back into his hanging box , and tied her long black hair. Kino sat by the fire and ate his corn-cake, and that was breakfast .When he finished, Juana sat down .She ate .They did not speak, because there was no need for speech.
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saghar
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29 اسفند 1391 06:11 ب.ظ |
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Part 5 The sun was warming a their little home. Light shone in on Coyotito s box, and on the topes that held it. A rope moved suddenly. It was a small movement, but it caught their eyes. A scorpion was moving slowly down the rope toward the baby s box. A new song came into Kino s mind _the song of Evil, the music of the enemy. Juana was playing softly, hoping for protection from this evil .Kino stood up silently and walked without a sound toward the box .His hands were in front of him, and his eyes were on the scorpion . Below it, in the hanging box, Coyotito laughed and reached up his hand toward it. The scorpion stopped and lifted its tail over its back.
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saghar
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29 اسفند 1391 06:12 ب.ظ |
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Part6 Kino stopped ,too. He could not move until the scorpion moved. It had to know where death was coming from. His hand reached slowly toward the animal. Its tail stood suddenly straight up. Then the laughing Coyotito shook the rope, and the scorpion fell. Kino tried to catch it, but it fell past his fingers, fell on the baby s shoulder, landed, and bit. Then Kino had it in his fingers, threw it down, and killed it with his foot. The song of the Enemy was in his ears, and Coyotito screamed with pain. But Juana had the baby in her arms now. She found the bite _it was already red _and she put her mouth down to it. She tried to get the poison out, as Coyotito screamed.
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saghar
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29 اسفند 1391 08:18 ب.ظ |
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Part 7 Kino stood near his wife and son. He could do nothing, he was in the way. The screams of the baby brought the neighbors. Kino s brother Juan Tomas and his fat wife Apolonia and four children crowded in the door, while others behind them tried to look in. And the people in front passed the news back to the people behind: Scorpion. The baby was bitten by a scorpion. Juana lifted her mouth from the bite. The little hole was larger now, and the place around it was red and hard. And all of these people knew about scorpion. Their bites made adults very sick, but babies died from their poison. Juana was a quiet, patient women who did not cry with the pain of childbirth. When she was tired and hungry, she said nothing. But now she did a surprising thing.
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saghar
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29 اسفند 1391 08:19 ب.ظ |
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Part8 The doctor, she said. Go get the doctor. The word was passed out to the neighbors in the little yard. And they repeated, Juana wants the doctor. But the doctor never came to this area of little houses. He spent all his time with the rich people in their large stone houses. He will not come, the people in the yard said. The doctor will not come, Kino said to Juana. She looked up at him and said, Then we will go to him. Holding her crying baby close to her, Juana moved through the crowd. Kino followed her. They went out of the gate and onto the path, and all their neighbors followed them.
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saghar
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29 اسفند 1391 08:19 ب.ظ |
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Part9 They came to the place where the little houses stopped. Now the town of stone began, a town of high walls and beautiful flowers inside. The crowed moved past the church, and the beggars joined the group. They could see that Juana and Kino were poor. They knew about the doctor and they wanted the watch. A fat, lazy doctor does not usually help a poor man s baby with a scorpion bite. The crowd came at last to the big gate in the wall of the doctor s house. They could hear running water and singing birds behind the gate, and they could smell rich foods from the house.
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saghar
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29 اسفند 1391 08:19 ب.ظ |
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Part10 Kino waited before he knocked. The doctor was not one of his people_he did not have Indian blood. The doctor s people came to Mexico from Spain 400years earlier, and they hit and robbed and laughed at Kino s people. They spoke to them as they spoke animals. Kino felt weak and afraid and angry at the same time, but Coyotito was in pain. So Kino lifted his right hand and knocked on the gate, and with his left hand he took off his hat. The big gate opened, and the servant there was dark, like him. Kino spoke to him in the old language, about the baby and the scorpion, and asked to see the doctor. The servant replied in Spanish, and then he closed the gate. Kino and Juana and all their neighbors waited in the sun. The doctor was sitting up in his high bed. He was drinking chocolate and eating cookies. The servant came to his door, and stood silently, and waited. Yes? The doctor finally asked. It is a little Indian with a baby. The baby was bitten by a scorpion.
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saghar
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29 اسفند 1391 08:20 ب.ظ |
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Part11 Has he any money? The doctor asked. No, they never have any money! I do not work nothing. Ask him if he has any money! The servant returned to the gate and opened it a little. And this time he spoke in the old language. Do you have any money? he asked Kino. Kino reached into his pocket and brought out a small piece of paper. He opened it and showed the man eight small, ugly shapeless gray pearls. The servant took them and closed the gate again, but his time he came back quickly. He opened the gate and passed the paper back. The doctor is busy, he said, and he could not look at Kino. And then he shut the gate. The crowd behind Kino and Juana slowly moved away. The beggars returned to their place on the church steps, and the neighbors to their small wooden houses. For a long time, Kino and Juana stood on front of the gate. Slowly Kino put his hat back on his head. Then suddenly, he hit the gate very hard. He looked down at the blood that ran between his fingers |
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