The Child of the Tower of the Moon, Paperback Book, By: ACCAWI ANWAR

&Abu Farid deposits pulp of crushed olives on the sheet. Then he spread it out in an even layer and fold the corners. [...] He goes [...] to look for a long wooden stick bigger than my arm, childhood in a hole in the capstan and begins to push. [... J The wood groans and the oil flows, dense, opaque and green. Its aroma fills the room. It fills my lungs and I shudder with joy. I have the impression of witnessing something very beautiful, very old and ... sacred. I have goose bumps. So I realize that I'm happy to be alive ... that I'm here. " Shortly after the year of the tornado which saw fish and oranges fall from the sky, Anwar's father returned, carrying a strange speaking Imitus: the radio made its appearance in Magdalena, little paradise in the azure mountains of Lebanon. Time seems suspended there, to the rhythm of the harvests, the arrival of the tinker. In this cocoon, Anwar discovers life He learns to write, amazed. He knows the pain of losing a loved one. He glimpses the secret world of women. But soon innocence fled. The gramophone tango replaces traditional dances. The first car appears, a crackling monster ... everything is turned upside down! The Child of The Tower of the Moon possesses, as with Mark Twain or Marcel Pagnol, the vibrant magic of these childhood stories that we do not forget. He glimpses the secret world of women. But soon innocence fled. The gramophone tango replaces traditional dances. The first car appears, a crackling monster ... everything is turned upside down! The Child of The Tower of the Moon possesses, as with Mark Twain or Marcel Pagnol, the vibrant magic of these childhood stories that we do not forget. He glimpses the secret world of women. But soon innocence fled. The gramophone tango replaces traditional dances. The first car appears, a crackling monster ... everything is turned upside down! The Child of The Tower of the Moon possesses, as with Mark Twain or Marcel Pagnol, the vibrant magic of these childhood stories that we do not forget.