The mountains of Holland

in #the3 years ago

I am sincerely grateful to all of them. Many citizens of Israel have thanked me for their help and hospitality. But I'm sorry-it's not possible to name all of them here.

And as always, my faithful researcher has brought criticism, courage, and comfort in times of need. I dedicated the book to my honest son তার his son ড Dieter Schmidt.

Three things amaze me,
I don't understand the fourth:
Eagles in the sky,
Snakes on rocks,
Ships in the deep sea,
And a virgin with a man.

The snow-capped Hottentus roared from the mountains of Holland, roaring like a lost animal. The trainer is standing at the door of his small office. Kujo has burnt his fist in the pocket made with the nome of the flight jacket.

I saw a driver-driven Cadillac descend on a huge iron hanger. Seeing the Negro driver, Jakuti became anxious. Trapped in wealth, Barney Venter always feels deep envy.

Cadillac was slowly parked in front of the hangar wall, designated for visitors. A boy jumped out of the back door with boyish agility. After a brief conversation with the Negro driver, Barney came forward in a panicked manner.

There is something about walking that is not commonly seen in teenagers. The boy stepped forward in a long, upright step. Seeing this young prince advancing, Bernier's hatred deepened in his mind. He hates these darling dolls and see such a fate that he has to spend most of the day in contact with them. Impossible rich people only have the power to teach children the secrets of flight.

Two years ago, at the age of forty-five, Barney failed a medical test. Depending on it, becoming a senior airline captain. Now he is going down to the other side of the hill. Perhaps it will end with the usual flight. Exhausted as a salaried employee of a charter company without a license.

Looking at the boy standing in front, Barney roared, "Master Morgan, am I right?"

‘Yes, sir. But you can call me David. As soon as the boy raised his hand, he shook hands with Bernie in a habitual manner. The hand is dry but thunderous.

‘Thank you, David. Barney sighed in frustration. And you can call me "Sir".

She knew the boy was fourteen. But Barney's five-foot-seven-inch body is exactly the height of the boy's head. David smiled and almost immediately Barney was amazed at his physical beauty. It seems that the heavenly sculptor has carefully carved every part of the boy's body with his own hands. The whole effect seemed unearthly, dramatic. It seemed like an exaggeration. Dark radiance of curly hair, satin-like skin, play of fire in deep eyes.