by wimbeunermandev | 30 Apr 20
In the middle of the night, little Verity woke up to the sound of her father, Alan, shouting. She knew instantly that he must have woken up from one of his nightmares again. Luckily, Verity’s mother’s soothing words and loving embrace helped him to calm down and it... 
by wimbeunermandev | 08 Apr 20
When I last saw him, he was only 4 years old. It was in the little town high in the Andes, where he and I had spent many hours playing by the stream, watching the huasos dance, and learning to read and write at the little kindergarten. Despite our confined little... 
by wimbeunermandev | 28 Feb 20
Young Billy, aged eight, squinted as the powerful rays of the summer sun burst through an opening in the tree canopy. “Hmm hmm nah nah …,” he hummed happily as he slowly made his way through the small stretch of tropical rainforest that skirted the little town... 
by wimbeunermandev | 24 Jan 20
As the smoke slowly lifted, Glenn was able to survey the damage caused by the bush fire that had raged only minutes ago. Luckily, he and his fire crew had arrived at the scene very quickly and were able to put out the fire before it really got out of hand. They had... 
by wimbeunermandev | 21 Dec 19
From the very beginning, everything was one Early morning tranquility in the bush was shattered by raucous bouts of laughter from a family of kookaburras. The spirited little birds greeted the sun that rose slowly but steadily from its resting place, in the same way...
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