How the Soldier Repairs the Gramophone (2008)

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How the Soldier Repairs the Gramophone
Saša Stanišić
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Genres: Fiction
How the Soldier Repairs the Gramophone What I really want i want to talk again i want to talk i want to talk i want to talk again but i need a reason it has to be a good reason and that's a fact i want to see everything even in the grave i want to go on seeing i'd like to go on seeing even in my sleep i need a good reason not to see and death isn't a good reason i want to see what i'm cooking i want to go into the world that's what i want the filthy war came just at the right time for me there ...was nothing to be done with my husband not with rafik he carried his crooked back around in his head his whole life was crooked he ducked down low there was nothing to be done with him i want to be young still for a while i'm not all that old i could only be old with rafik i had to stay at home he was working and i was at home and he didn't want men to see what beautiful hair i have i want to have beautiful hair always it takes a lot of caring for i want to go out in the world that's why i've gone away from rafik because he had principles all the way from the drina to china i want to be friendly i want an unmasked sun but who can stop the clouds coming if i were a magician like you rain and progress would all be different and the megdan would spit fire we'd have quite different worries from the ones we have now i want to be a bit useful to you all for a while yet but i want to be useful to myself even more i don't want to be kind to everyone all the time i'd rather wait i want to know what you'll be like at twenty and what you'll know your grandpa was that age when i had to marry him there was a walnut tree in my village it snowed under that tree in summer about as often as you found unmarried girls there i want to find another husband or maybe not i never want to herd cattle again or look after courteous birds i want to be proud of breaking something i don't want to die of loneliness or guilt or a fishbone or a river i want to have the feeling when i'm dying that i'm wearing a lot of jewelry that's how it is i want to fly someday and climb a volcano and throw a stone into it.MoreLess

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