아프리카 짐바브웨 를 배경 으로 펼쳐지 는 인간 승리 이야기 Tendai comes to live in an isolated African village . Tendai is a runner , a dreamer and a storyteller . When landmines turn his world upside down , he runs , dreams and tells stories to try to deal with a terrible tragedy . A gripping story of victory over man - made evil , and of a young man who never gives up . Paperback - only version . Also available with Audio CDs including complete text recordings from the book . Cambridge English Readers is an exciting series of original fiction , specially written for learners of English . Graded into seven levels ― from starters to advanced ― the stories in this series provide easy and enjoyable reading on a wide range of contemporary topics and themes . 텐 대 는 아프리카 의 외진 마을 에 살 기 위해 온다 . 텐 대 는 달리 기 와 이야기 를 좋아하 는 꿈 이 많 은 청년 이 다 . 지뢰 가 그 의 세상 을 완전히 뒤집 어 놓 았 을 때 그 는 끔찍 한 비극 을 치유 하 기 위해 달리 기 와 이야기 와 꿈꾸 기 를 좋아한다 . 인간 이 만들 어 놓 은 부조리 에 대한 승리 와 결코 포기 하 는 젊은이 에 대한 감동 적 인 이야기 . 책 속 의 텍스트 를 영어 로 읽 어 주 는 오디오 CD 와 같이 이용 할 수 도 있 다 . 지은 이 : J . M . Newsome Excerpt : This story is set in Zimbabwe in 2006 . Sikumi , Baobab Cross , Mangwe Ford and Elephant Junction are all imaginary . Th eother places mentioned are real . In 2007 over 5400 people ( more than 14 per day ) were killedor injured by landmines all over the world . Most governmentsdo not help survivors directly . The International Red Cross andother non - governmental organisations ( NGOs ) and charitiestry to take care of survivors . Landmine clearance is also usuallydone by NGOs . Some of these collect their own money , someare paid by charities or governments . In 1997 many countriessigned the United Nations agreement not to make or uselandmines ( The Ottawa Treaty ) , but the United States , India , China and Russia , among others , have not signed . Wikipediaand the United Nations websites can tell you more . ( from Chapter 1 ) The day before I met Sibongile was my last day at school . I ’ d been at an expensive private high school in Harare , thecapital of Zimbabwe , for seven years . But on the day I metSibongile I woke up in the small village of Mangwe Ford . The houses were huts made of mud and grass , there was noelectricity or running water , and the nearest telephone wastwo hours ’ walk away . I felt lost , like a train without its rails . The sun was rising when I came out of the guest hutwhere I ’ d slept . In front of me was a clearing in the forestwith huge trees all around it . Sunlight sliced between thebranches . on the other side of the clearing a tall youngwoman with a huge basket on her head was walking awayfrom me along a path . Dust rose round her feet . There wasno one else around , but I could smell smoke from a cookingfire somewhere . My six - year - old brother Amos , who ’ d sleptbeside me on the floor , had gone out earlier . I stepped away from the door and a second young woman , who was hurrying to catch the other one up , ran into me . Her basket went flying . T - shirts , dresses and underwearrained down as I held her arm to stop her falling over . ‘ I didn ’ t see you , ’ she said . ‘ Obviously , ’ I replied . ‘ Are you OK ? ’ She looked up at me from under her eyelashes with a widesmile . ‘ I ’ m fine . But you ’ re standing on my best dress . ’ . .. 사업자 정보 표시 | | | 사업자 등록 번호 : -- | TEL : -- | 사이버 몰의 이용 약관 바로 가 기