Friday, September 30, 2016
La Ducasse from Marie-France Lepan (Translated By Christine Hamez)
i keep the smell of pies prepared by my grand –mother.
It was the opportunity of the ‘ducasse’ as told in our northern region
of France, pies a cream vanilla
and the other to agen plums j
loved licked the bottom of pan of cream a delight it was the preparation of the meals
rabbit with plums and raisins .
they invite whole family- moment of joy and sharing. In
the afternoon my sister and I are wearing R our beautiful dresses and shoes
bought for that day , get to the rides what a joy ride pompon has pole
held by *‘forain’ , we had right has a free ride if we I catch
,and also the house made French
fries the pleasure of eating with
fingers that was fat but what a treat and finally lotteries shots nougat
and we win nougat ( a sweet) and the small
An Old Man By Jagtar Gill
An old man wears shabby cloths
feel humiliated
coming out from railway station gate.
Old man carrying inferior satchel.
The poor old man
was seeking to pilgrimage of holly places.
Because he heard that
government provided facility of
free travel on holly places for poor.
But he didn’t know that
only those can get this facility
who have approach to minister and officers.
Being poor is not a condition.
This poor old man doesn’t introduce
Because he heard that
government provided facility of
free travel on holly places for poor.
But he didn’t know that
only those can get this facility
who have approach to minister and officers.
Being poor is not a condition.
This poor old man doesn’t introduce
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