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    <title><![CDATA[&quot;Under the Sun&quot; by Xavier R.]]></title>
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    <description><![CDATA[Under the Sun It was early in the afternoon, somewhere in the Egyptian desert, not far from Luxor. Fayad, a brave ten year-old boy, took out the donkey of his parents, Himâr, from its pen to tie it up to some kind of basic plow. He would plow the field... ]]></description>
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    <title><![CDATA[Narrative style workshop]]></title>
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    <description><![CDATA[------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Narrative style exercise ( Source material: Paul Simpson, Language Through Literature, 1997, Routledge) Prompt: read the following newspaper report which... ]]></description>
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    <title><![CDATA[&quot;Nienawidzę was, ojciec&quot; by Laurent Sève]]></title>
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    <description><![CDATA[Nienawidzę was, ojciec Daniel could not remember how many drinks he had before he fell off his couch, face down on the laminated floor. Nor did he know what time it was. He barely was able to look outside, hardly enough to figure out that it was late... ]]></description>
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    <title><![CDATA[&quot;Candy&quot; by Anne-Cécile Geffard]]></title>
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    <description><![CDATA[Candy The whole story began on a sunny Saturday afternoon in Hidden Park. Jordan, a six-year-old boy at the time, was playing joyfully on the grass. He liked coming here on beautiful week-ends when his father, a successful and very busy businessman, would... ]]></description>
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    <title><![CDATA[&quot;The Stone Listener&quot; by Remi Duflos]]></title>
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    <description><![CDATA[The Stone Listener "Archangel" sculpture (c) DMS Studios. Padre Antonio would always remember this odd vision he had on this cold night of February 1613 when he entered his church. He was used to praying at night, alone with god as he liked to say, surrounded... ]]></description>
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    <title><![CDATA[Foreword]]></title>
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    <pubDate>Tue, 10 Jun 2008 20:30:00 +0200</pubDate>
    <description><![CDATA[The Creative Writing blog is now officially open! I teach Creative Writing in a large French Business School, and I created this blog to host the best stories written by my students. I am often pleasantly surprised at what some of them come up with, and... ]]></description>
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