Rubindol
The two oldest children at Boxton Creek Children's Home were twins, Dallas and Florida. Tall for their age, dark-haired and dark-eyed, wiry builds and rough, unkempt looks.
And that orphanage wasn’t exactly the most pleasant place to live: there were general rules, kitchen rules, bathroom rules, stair rules, basement rules and upstairs rules, rules about clothes, rules about washing, and rules about rules about rules. Since Dallas and Florida weren’t rule-abiding kids, they spent hundreds of hours in the basement in the Thinking Corner, a damp, dark, cobwebby corner in the basement. They wore rough shirts with the words I’ve Been Bad on them, shoveled manure, peeled potatoes, scrubbed pots and floors, washed dishes, hauled boxes and broken furniture. Still, the Boxton Creek Home for Children was the only home Dallas and Florida had. And then they decided to change that. They would board the train they heard rumbling at night and travel out of town. And soon. But their bad luck would finally change… For, about twenty miles from Boxton Creek was Rubindol. A lush, green valley with only two cabins nestled deep in… Translated by Neda Jeny and illustrated by Igor Kordej, Algoritam presents Sharon Creech, a multi-award-winning children's writer, and her Rubindol, which won the prestigious Carnegie Award in 2002.
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