Sophie in the Andalusian wind E-Book

Dill McLain

• Herausgeber: neobooks
• Kategorie: Für Kinder und Jugendliche
• Sprache: Deutsch

Seitenzahl: 36

Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2021

Beschreibung

Luna and Sandro are two children aged 11 and 9 years respectively living in northern Spain, in a dysfunctional home where alcohol and drugs have always been present. The father abandons them, and the mother, a product of her addictions, is unable to care for them. They are taken to a mountain region, in a coastal area of Andalusia. The finca of their maternal grandparents, whom they had never seen before, is located there. They are somewhat surprised by the very different landscape, and although there are chickens, goats and dogs on the farm, they lack the company of other children. When they start at school – where because of their remoteness they have to be taken by car by Jesus the Deaf, a kind of adopted son for the grandparents – Sandro has serious behavior problems that seem to have no solution. Then Sophie appears, the little windmill with colorful wings, who with her wise advice encourages things to be resolved, and that the lives of both change for the better. * * * Once again, through an entertaining and straightforward text, the author invites not only children and young people but also adults, to never lose hope, no matter how complicated the circumstances are - because there will always be a way to change things and move forward. The important thing is to stay positive and trust that tomorrow will surely be better.

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Sophie in the Andalusian wind

Dill McLain

Primera edición: enero de 2021

ISBN: 978-84-1385-806-7

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The journey to Andalusia

The small car began to move away slowly. It had some dents in the dark blue body, which had already been patched and repainted several times with different colors. Jesus the Deaf was at the wheel, and at his side sat an older man, who sometimes hit the floor of the vehicle with his cane, to emphasize what he said.

Two children, kneeling in the back seats, looked with sad eyes through the small window at a slightly hunched female figure, with long, tangled hair and an expressionless face. The woman leaned on another lady in a white coat.

The two children clung to the back of the seats occasionally staring at each other in silence until the two women disappeared in the distance. When the car made a turn in a curve, they both sat down, eyes downcast and weeping silently.

The girl was called Luna. She was eleven years old, and she often had a dreamy expression on her face. Her dark blond hair was pulled back into two braids, and her eyes were as deep blue as two mountain lakes.

The name of the boy was Sandro, and he was nine years old. His jet-black hair hung in wild curls around his face. In his dark brown eyes almost always shone a kind of fire. And they looked at the world with a hint of melancholy.

The older man with the cane was the Grandfather of the two children. But they had not known each other until then. The daughter, the mother of the children, had left home when she was quite young. She went far away with her partner to live in the north of the country. The pair lived from one day to another, again and again without work, and surrounded by bad company. She had completely broken off contact with her parents. Later, with the birth of the two children, the sense of responsibility had caused the pair to improve their lifestyle a little. But after a few years, problems had arisen again, with long periods of alcohol abuse, and finally also with drugs.

That man, whom the daughter had never married, one day had just walked away. He never came back – leaving her with the two children in total misery, dependent on alcohol, tranquillizers and drugs.

The neighbors had called the social services of the place, which finally had been able to locate the maternal grandparents. They were living in the south of the country, in a small and old finca situated in the mountains, not far from the coast. The grandparents had agreed to take the two children with them and care for them until the mother recovered and acquired the ability to take care of them.

Grandfather did not have his car anymore, and so he came with his neighbor Jesus, who was deaf. Jesus was in his mid-forties, living in a stable, converted into an apartment, not far away from the grandparents, and he was a kind of substitute son to them. He had a big heart, did all the rough work, was responsible for the shopping and looked after the herd of goats.

Also, Jesus the Deaf had a great passion: He loved the flamenco above all else.

Grandfather glanced back. When he saw the two children sitting there sobbing, he shrugged and looked questioningly at Jesus the Deaf. He in turn also shrugged looking up to heaven to get help from there.

Finally, Grandfather took courage, turned around with some difficulty in his seat to the back, and said with his most tender voice,