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pro vyhledávání: '"Tibetan childhood"'
Autor:
Jinba, Tenzin1
Publikováno v:
China Review International. 2015, Vol. 22 Issue 2, p134-137. 4p.
It was an overcast, windy winter morning in Yellow River Township Town. As you might guess, it was on the icy banks of the Yellow River. The water was clear enough to see stones at the bottom of the river. A dirt road divided the town in half, with a
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Blo bzang lies in his unclean bed, looking at WeChat moments on his broken-screen phone. He sees Rab brtan's photos of traveling to Mtsho sngon po (Qinghai Lake) with his fiancé, driving a blue BMW, and eating in an opulent Western-style restaurant.
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Lha mo wiped a square transistor radio encased in dark plastic with her black scarf and nestled the radio in the old folded robe she used as a pillow. She clicked the radio on as usual at nine PM, making sure the volume was as low as possible to prev
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Pad lo, a businessman and a member of the Tent Tribe, hired construction workers from outside the local area to build an adobe house with a living room, a small storeroom, and a shrine room for his family. Pad lo's only child - his eighteen-year-old
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At just after ten PM, I was watching a news item on TV about improved urban life in Shanghai when, suddenly, I heard loud knocking on my door. I opened it. "Heartless! You will be reborn in Hell!" declared my thirty-five-year-old neighbor, Gangs skyi
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I didn't interact with Mother for days. She lay covered with her sheepskin robe on a dry yak skin in the middle of a cabin made of yak dung bricks near my family's tent. A long piece of cloth pinned to a wall hung over the cabin entrance to resist th
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Publikováno v:
Asian Highlands Perspectives, Vol 47, Pp 60-63 (2017)
I was ten years old. It was spring. The ground was mostly green. Some locals would soon leave to collect caterpillar fungus. Others were anxiously preparing to move their livestock and tents to new pastures. My family did not see me as very helpful b
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Autor:
Nathan, Andrew J. (AUTHOR)
Publikováno v:
Foreign Affairs. Nov/Dec2014, Vol. 93 Issue 6, p202-202. 1/3p.