| Author: | Anthony Barton | ISBN: | 9781301705665 |
| Publisher: | Anthony Barton | Publication: | October 1, 2013 |
| Imprint: | Smashwords Edition | Language: | English |
| Author: | Anthony Barton |
| ISBN: | 9781301705665 |
| Publisher: | Anthony Barton |
| Publication: | October 1, 2013 |
| Imprint: | Smashwords Edition |
| Language: | English |
‘Teresa’ is a story you want to put down to give yourself a rest and yet you don’t put it down because you want to know what happens next. It reads like an adventurer’s story but with strong emphasis on what abducted children go through. It is gentle yet leads young people to reflect on the role they can play in trying to help their fellow young people who have been abducted and are suffering. Anthony has carefully and beautifully written the story. - Grace Akallo, co-author of CHILD SOLDIER
You know what is going to happen.
They are going to make you kill people.
What are you to do?
This may be the most exciting story you will ever read.
We jumped down into the shed where the school gardener kept his tools. We needed to hide. I saw a flash of brilliant plumage and felt claws in my hair. Turaco! Turaco! A nest toppled. Poor birds! Sorry, no time to stop. We ran behind the school kitchen.
‘Teresa’ is a story you want to put down to give yourself a rest and yet you don’t put it down because you want to know what happens next. It reads like an adventurer’s story but with strong emphasis on what abducted children go through. It is gentle yet leads young people to reflect on the role they can play in trying to help their fellow young people who have been abducted and are suffering. Anthony has carefully and beautifully written the story. - Grace Akallo, co-author of CHILD SOLDIER
You know what is going to happen.
They are going to make you kill people.
What are you to do?
This may be the most exciting story you will ever read.
We jumped down into the shed where the school gardener kept his tools. We needed to hide. I saw a flash of brilliant plumage and felt claws in my hair. Turaco! Turaco! A nest toppled. Poor birds! Sorry, no time to stop. We ran behind the school kitchen.
