Summary of Enjeela Ahmadi-Miller's The Broken Circle
Everest Media
Availability:
Ebook in format. Available for immediate download after we receive your order
Ebook in format. Available for immediate download after we receive your order
Publisher:
Everest Media LLC
Everest Media LLC
DRM:
Open - No Protection
Open - No Protection
Publication Year:
2022
2022
ISBN-13:
9781669361541
Description:
Please note:This audiobook has been generated using AI Voice. This is a companion version & not the original book.
Sample Book Insights:
#1 I fondly remember the seasons in Kabul: when the buttercups and lilies bloomed, it meant spring had arrived. The fruit trees in our orchard would ripen soon, and I’d play soccer with my friends.
#2 My childhood was filled with fun and friendship. I was the second youngest of eight children, and we lived in a wealthy Kabul neighborhood. I grew up during one of the most prosperous periods in the history of Afghanistan.
#3 Shahnaz was the sister of my best friend, Zia, and she would read us stories about women falling in love with noble men. I wanted to be like her and know about this world beyond the white stuccoed walls of our compound.
#4 My mother, Shahnaz, married my father, Padar, who was also a poet. They had a suitor named Saleem Rodwal, who was a pilot in the Afghan military. I never understood what my parents did all day, but I liked to think they were speaking poetry to each other.
Sample Book Insights:
#1 I fondly remember the seasons in Kabul: when the buttercups and lilies bloomed, it meant spring had arrived. The fruit trees in our orchard would ripen soon, and I’d play soccer with my friends.
#2 My childhood was filled with fun and friendship. I was the second youngest of eight children, and we lived in a wealthy Kabul neighborhood. I grew up during one of the most prosperous periods in the history of Afghanistan.
#3 Shahnaz was the sister of my best friend, Zia, and she would read us stories about women falling in love with noble men. I wanted to be like her and know about this world beyond the white stuccoed walls of our compound.
#4 My mother, Shahnaz, married my father, Padar, who was also a poet. They had a suitor named Saleem Rodwal, who was a pilot in the Afghan military. I never understood what my parents did all day, but I liked to think they were speaking poetry to each other.