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223 pages, Hardcover
First published January 1, 1968
With a start, I scrambled up and stared at the little tree. It was strange because I always talked to everything, but I thought it was the little bird inside me that made everything talk back.
鈥楤ut can you really talk?
鈥楥an鈥檛 you hear me?鈥�
And it gave a little chuckle. I almost screamed and ran away. But curiosity kept me there.
鈥楬ow do you talk?鈥�
鈥楾rees talk with everything. With their leaves, their branches, their roots. Want to see? Place your ear here on my trunk and you鈥檒l hear my heartbeat.鈥�
I hesitated a moment, but seeing its size, my fear dissipated. I pressed my ear to its trunk and heard a faraway tick鈥� tick鈥�
First I stopped at the church and took a look at the saints. I felt a little scared seeing the still statues, surrounded by candles. The winking candles made the saints wink too. I wasn鈥檛 sure if it would be nice to be a saint and have to be really still all the time.
Gran had once said that happiness is a 鈥榮un shining in your heart鈥�. And that the sun lit up everything with happiness. If it was true, the sun in my heart made everything beautiful.
鈥淕i峄� 膽芒y t么i 膽茫 th峄眂 s峄� bi岷縯 膽au 膽峄沶 l脿 g矛. 膼au 膽峄沶 kh么ng ph岷 l脿 b峄� 膽谩nh 膽岷縩 b岷 t峄塶h. 膼au 膽峄沶 kh么ng ph岷 l脿 b峄� m峄檛 m岷h th峄 tinh c峄゛ r谩ch ch芒n ph岷 kh芒u nhi峄乽 m农i 峄� hi峄噓 thu峄慶. 膼au 膽峄沶 l脿 th岷� n脿y 膽芒y: to脿n b峄� tr谩i tim t么i nh峄ヽ nh峄慽, v脿 t么i ph岷 mang n贸 xu峄憂g m峄�.鈥�