Unknown Story
Montāžas Teksta
- “They are mine,” he shouted. “Ifeed them and I can do anything I like with them.”
- “Shameless son of awhore,” Tang Ciaco roared. “Stand still, I’ll teach you to obey me.””
- Tang Ciaco roared at them to get away from the dog: “Fools! Don’t you see it is mad?” Baldo laid a hand on Ambo as they moved back hastily. He wanted to tell his father it was not true, the dog was not mad, it was all Ambo’s fault, but his tongue refused to move. Tang Ciaco dealt the battered puppy another blow and at last it lay limpy still. He kicked it over and watched for a sign of life. The puppy did not move where it lay twisted on its side. He turned his attentionto Baldo.
- “I hope you die, you little demon,”
- Tang Ciaco struck Baldo with the piece of wood in his hand and again told him to get up. Baldo writhed and cried harder. Tang Ciaco took hold of one of the boy’s arms and jerked him to his feet. Then he began to beat him, regardless of where the blows fell. Nana Elang ran to the fallen boy and picked him up, brushing his clothes with her hands to shake off the dust. Tang Ciaco went to the house,cursing in a loud voice. Passing the dead puppy, he picked itup by its hind legs and flung it away.
- When they found the dead dog, they buried it in one corner of the field. Baldo dug the grove with a sharp- pointed stake. Ambo stood silently by, holding the dead puppy. Then Baldo wound an arm around the shoulders of Ambo and without a word they hurried up to the house. The sun had risen high above the Katayaghan hills, and warm, golden sunlight filled Nagrebcan. The mist on the tobacco fields had completely dissolved.
- “You are a prostitute,”“I am king in my house,”
- Ambo kicked and bit and scratched without a sound. He got hold of Baldo’s hair and ear and tugged with all his might. They rolled over and over and then Baldo was sitting on Ambo’s back, pummeling him with his fists.
- Baldo now left him and ran to the black-spotted puppy which he caught up in his arms, holding it against his throat. Ambo followed, crying out threats and curses.
- Tang Ciaco, looked out. At Tang Ciaco’s angry voice by the stove in the kitchen,he stopped to get a sizeable piece of firewood, throwing an angry look and a curse at Nana Elang for letting her sons play with the dogs. Baldo and Ambo awaited the coming of their father with fear written on their faces. Baldo hated his father as much as he feared him.
Izveidoti vairāk nekā 40 miljoni scenāriju plānu
Lai Izmēģinātu, nav Nepieciešama Lejupielāde, nav Kredītkartes un nav Nepieciešama Pieteikšanās!
