العظماء ليس شرطاً أن يكونوا ممن رست سفن التاريخ على موانئ حياتهم ذات يوم .. بل إنني أعتقد جازمة بأن كل إنسان حارب اليأس والفشل وسجل أسطورة نجاحه بكل إرادة وتصميم
Nathan Price, a Baptist minister, leaves civilized America, going on a missionary mission to the Belgian Congo, bringing with him his family, who carries with them everything they think they will need, but the African land surprises them, turning everything they brought into something worthless, and even their very existence will be full of challenges. Especially with the political events that are ravaging the country that is struggling to gain its independence, and the major powers are interfering in it, assassinating Patrice Lumumba, the country's first elected prime minister.
The novel is alternately narrated by the mother, who loses something irreplaceable there, and her four daughters, each of whom narrates what is happening in her own way, trying to find her own separate path to salvation.
“The Poison Tree Gospel” is an intense journey in the vibrant African land, and a deep exploration of the other, written with a smooth narrative in which Barbara Kingsolver worked to transform the thorny threads of religion, politics, and race into a piece of literature of breathtaking beauty.
This novel was nominated for several literary awards, was translated into more than thirty languages, and sold more than four million copies around the world.
the teeny tiny adventures: These short fiction stories are for children to read and enjoy, it is meant to teach them things that they can do in life and learn some lessons from. They are short and nice to read during day or night and you can live the characters as well. Enjoy reading!
Some of them call it (the service of knowledge), and some of them call it (the compulsory service), but the truest name for it is the name given to it by the public: (compulsory). Compulsory, no matter how much they cover it with national cellophane, will remain one of the heaviest experiences that a person goes through. He will live a long time and die, and the heavy feeling that there is a gun on his shoulder will never disappear.
“I am suffocating and Tokyo does not sleep
The story of the book is:
I watch the city's inhabitants, programmed like robots, from the window of my narrow room, with dreams of attending those prestigious universities, those dreams that haunt us like ghosts.
Tokyoites wear the same faces, the same fake laugh.
The degree and inclination of bowing to greet one another is the same and does not increase or decrease a degree.”
In the small greenhouse that I built for my dear flowers and roses, secret conversations take place and stories are told. Each of them tells the other her legend and the stories she witnessed and heard.
I hide from them so that they do not notice my presence, and I record everything that happens between them in my notebook. It's always dawn, and I don't realize how long I've been here in this corner. The conversations and stories told by the roses were not happy at all, they were like thorns with their pain.
The notebook contains a mixture of myths, stories, and texts that Al-Basataniyya collected to share with the reader, as he talks about the dark side of unlimited happiness, about disappointments, and betrayals that never heal. About those human relationships that do not rise to the sky.
Briefly, about the definition of pain in its many faces, which are depicted with thorns running down their branches, leaving a prick, a mark on a finger that touched them, and hidden pain.
From every garden is a flower and from every garden is a thorn
Twenty-one thorns that the gardener documented in her notebook, proving that pain is a universal language that is not limited to the poor only, but transcends all social classes that humans have placed through their ignorance.
