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Alone in the classroomc / Elizabeth Hay

By:

Hay, Elizabeth, 1951-

Material type: Text

TextPublication details: New York : McLehose Press , 2011Description: 240 p. ; 24 cmISBN:

9781623651046

Subject(s):

DDC classification:

FIC HAY

LOC classification:

PR6023.A93 P53 1992

Summary: Other children were out picking that morning, but she passed them by in her light-blue dress and sandals. "Ethel," they called, and she gave a quick smile and went on up the road towards the woods and fields at the top of the hill. She had an empty kettle in each hand and was alone, despite having three sisters. They were a family of bright solitaries, studious, quiet. Unlike anyone else in that town in the Ottawa Valley, she had been conceived in India, born in India, and raised there until the age of three. Her earliest memory was having warm water ladled over her hot head from an earthenware jar. For five years her father served in the British Army, then he left that parched and dusty land for the woods and rivers of Canada.

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Fiction / Ficción	Biblioteca Pública de San Miguel de Allende, A.C. Sala Ingles	General	FIC HAY (Browse shelf(Opens below))	Available		042390

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Other children were out picking that morning, but she passed them by in her light-blue dress and sandals. "Ethel," they called, and she gave a quick smile and went on up the road towards the woods and fields at the top of the hill. She had an empty kettle in each hand and was alone, despite having three sisters. They were a family of bright solitaries, studious, quiet. Unlike anyone else in that town in the Ottawa Valley, she had been conceived in India, born in India, and raised there until the age of three. Her earliest memory was having warm water ladled over her hot head from an earthenware jar. For five years her father served in the British Army, then he left that parched and dusty land for the woods and rivers of Canada.

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