Work is the source of all good German English Swiss Austria Thai | No river flows back to the sources. The wagon wheel leaves a trace.

Powerful Glory (u. a.)

ISBN 10: 3754139665 / ISBN 13: 9783754139660

Published by epubli, 2021

About this Item

Work is the source of all good German English Swiss Austria Thai | No river flows back to the sources. The wagon wheel leaves a trace. | Powerful Glory (u. a.) | Taschenbuch | Englisch | epubli | EAN 9783754139660 | Verantwortliche Person für die EU: preigu GmbH & Co. KG, Lengericher Landstr. 19, 49078 Osnabrück, mail[at]preigu[dot]de | Anbieter: preigu.

Seller Inventory # 120324047

Bibliographic Details

• Title: Work is the source of all good German English Swiss Austria Thai | No river flows back to the sources. The wagon wheel leaves a trace.
• Publisher: epubli
• Publication Date: 2021
• Language: English
• ISBN 10: 3754139665
• ISBN 13: 9783754139660
• Binding: Taschenbuch
• Condition: Neu
• Dimensions: 22W x 125H x 190D millimeters 22 millimeters width by 125 millimeters height by 190 millimeters depth
• Weight: 387 grams
• Seller catalogs:
  • Bücher

About this title

Synopsis

Because the pungent tobacco aroma rose so much from our noses to our brains, we both couldn't suppress our "hatschi" and sneezed away. Grandfather laughed. Gell the gang rises tremendously in the sinuses of your noses. Today we had betrayed ourselves. A few days later we wanted to try the experiment again. We grabbed the can from the window ledge and hid in the barn. I closed my eyes and took a decent amount of the tempting stimulant. Stopping the sneeze was impossible. Then it was my brother's turn. However, because we heard the barn door creak, we kept quiet as a mouse and Grandpa moved outside again. Where's my snuffbox, we heard him say to himself. We sneaked into his room and put the apparently vital can on his open desk. Grandfather was looking everywhere now. In his workshop, in the goat barn, next to the rabbit hutch. Wooden wagon with two cows; Stumbling block ferry
Elfriede said that she and her father Georg fetched wood in the Steigerwald. Early in the morning, two cows were hitched up immediately after milking. The wagon made its way towards the Main. To get across the river, the ferryman had to be called. Another time we found the key in a saucepan at the bottom of the kitchen cupboard.
When we found the key, another act of silence began.
Grandma was not allowed to notice that we had discovered the key.
When the air was clear, we opened the cupboard door, which was a little squeaky, very quietly and felt the scent of the pastries.
Now it was time to quickly open the coveted treasure. Each box contained the sweet delicacies.
We quickly stuff our pockets full of all sorts and carefully closed the boxes again.
We then put the key in the hiding place exactly as we found it.
Most of the time, our grandma discovered the action shortly before Christmas Eve.
We were pointed out to this naughtiness with a raised index finger and a mischievous smile. It had become very uncertain whether the Christ Child would bring anything for Christmas.