
“Welcome home,” someone held a sunflower out to her, and amazed, she accepted the dear gift, holding the precious little loaf of kolach in its soft rushnik close, but with her other hand she couldn’t help but bring the sunflower closer, drinking in its beautiful golden petals with her eyes, and its rich chocolate brown florets. She for a
“Welcome home,” someone held a sunflower out to her, and amazed, she accepted the dear gift, holding the precious little loaf of kolach in its soft rushnik close, but with her other hand she couldn’t help but bring the sunflower closer, drinking in its beautiful golden petals with her eyes, and its rich chocolate brown florets. She for a moment closed her eyes, a split moment, and drank in its sweet scent. “I’m home, I’m home!”
For a moment she was transported back in time to a memory soft with freedom, for a moment she was back in Italy, taking her first steps into freedom, leaving Camp Bolzano, finally free from captivity.
I am home.

Marilu is a curious five years old who always gets into mischief. She lives in the country side of the island of Puerto Rico with her parents and sisters. One day she decides to surprise her mother with doing the laundry,but the surprise was for Marilu.

Marilu finally is old enough to visit her dad's work at the pineapple plantation. She is amazed of the many fields of pineapples and decides to take a walk, and suddenly she sees no more pineapples just a jungle!

The family was poor and, even though they had a Christmas tree, they couldn’t afford to decorate it with ornaments as they have done in the past. And so, on Christmas Eve, the mother and her children went to bed knowing that they would have a bare Christmas tree on Christmas morning.
The spider in the home heard the mother’s prayers and s
The family was poor and, even though they had a Christmas tree, they couldn’t afford to decorate it with ornaments as they have done in the past. And so, on Christmas Eve, the mother and her children went to bed knowing that they would have a bare Christmas tree on Christmas morning.
The spider in the home heard the mother’s prayers and saw the children’s sad faces and decided they would not see the Christmas tree bare in the morning.
The spider created beautiful webs on the Christmas tree, decorating it with elegant and beautiful silky patterns.
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