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Tag Archives: stories about International Development and Relief
Stone Soup
Once upon a time there was a traveler who walked all day without food and arrived at dusty village; two rows of small stone and mud walled houses with broken tiled and tin roofs each side of a stony potholed … Continue reading →
The Bear that Enjoyed Reading
In olden times bears were worshiped by humans. They were often used as symbols of the Christian church because they were clever, powerful, wonderful climbers and fast runners. Because of their many attributes there was once a man who set … Continue reading →
The Kings New Clothes
Once there was a proud king who spent much money on fine clothes so that all could see that he was indeed a man of great importance. He spared no expense to keep his reputation as someone who always wore … Continue reading →
The People of Rome
There was once a traveler who was on his way to Rome, it was a long and dusty path and he had misgivings about the city. He had heard so much, travelled so far and he was nervous about how … Continue reading →
The Oracle
Once upon a time there was a village where the people were hungry and dissatisfied with their situations and no one knew what to do. The chief of the village summoned the strongest young man and said, “Go over the … Continue reading →
Stone Soup
Once upon a time there was a traveler who walked all day without food and arrived at dusty village; two rows of small stone and mud walled houses with broken tiled and tin roofs each side of a stony potholed … Continue reading →
The Foolish Man
Stories From the Road The Foolish Man There was a poor man who lived at the edge of the town in a house of old bricks, with poor fitting windows and a rusty steel roof. In summer his house was … Continue reading →
You want buy gun now?
Postcard from Lebanon The proprietor of my local Milk Bar in St.Kilda is a Lebanese man in his fifties named Frank. Frank is short, thickset, mostly unshaven, often in shorts and thongs and always looks unhappy. Frank grimaces rather … Continue reading →