The Wild ChildrenLeft behind when his whole family is arrested by soldiers during the dark days following the Bolshevik Revolution, twelve-year-old Alex falls in with a gang of other desperate homeless children, but never loses his hope for a better life. |
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... head back and looking through slitted eyes . Alex knew this kind of face . Boris had this look . These people came from Mongolia . They had an Oriental cast to their features , just one of many groups of Russians . It made them look ...
... head back and looking through slitted eyes . Alex knew this kind of face . Boris had this look . These people came from Mongolia . They had an Oriental cast to their features , just one of many groups of Russians . It made them look ...
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... head down between his feet , and suddenly his feet shot into the air and he was standing on his head . Then he started to hum a bright tune . Now Alex was laugh- ing so hard he couldn't stop . It felt good . Several passers - by stopped ...
... head down between his feet , and suddenly his feet shot into the air and he was standing on his head . Then he started to hum a bright tune . Now Alex was laugh- ing so hard he couldn't stop . It felt good . Several passers - by stopped ...
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... head again , spinning like a top . " What can I do ? " Alex asked . " I don't know how to stand on my head . " " You be the caller , " Ivan said . " Say , ' Come see the human spinning top . ' 9 99 " Come and see the human top , " Alex ...
... head again , spinning like a top . " What can I do ? " Alex asked . " I don't know how to stand on my head . " " You be the caller , " Ivan said . " Say , ' Come see the human spinning top . ' 9 99 " Come and see the human top , " Alex ...
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