Sample of Hazel Green by Odo Hirsch
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EnglishVoice Age
Young Adult (18-35)Accents
AustralianTranscript
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hazel grain look down from her balcony. It was only six o'clock, but that was the best time of day because hardly anyone else was awake. Far below, the street was empty. That was barely a sound, a bird tweeted. It must have been on top of one of the other apartment buildings or perhaps perched on a window ledge. Hazel listened the bird, saying its voice was as clear as water as pure as the light from the sun that was rising over. The building is around her. The air was still chilly from the night Hazel pulled her dressing gown snug around her. The tiles under her bare feet were cold. If a mother is being away, she would have told her to put her slippers on. But Hazel's mother wasn't away, and neither was her father on the chilly air made her skin tingle and the chirping songs. The bird made her smile, and the empty street made her happy because everything she could see from the balcony on the 12th floor, the whole city was hers, and there wasn't anyone else to share it with. Suddenly, a man appeared on the pavement below. He had a big belly with a white apron tied around it, tied around it. His head was bold above where Hazel Wass watching him. He looked just like around dumpling with a cherry on top. He stopped and stretch out his arms. He threw back his head and warmed his face in the sunlight. He had a thick black Mr *** moustache just like a wars like a big, salty walrus thought Hazel, who had swum out of the sea and waddled through the city and decided that here in this particular street would be a very good place to stop instruct you slippers and throw back his head and feel the wonderful warmth on the sunlight. Okay, so the man had opened his eyes. There was a big green on this fart face. Hey, so green hazel waved. You don't want to sleep, he shouted, his voice booming all the way up the side of the building. Hazel shook her head, the man found, as if wondering why a girl would not want to sleep when it was still so early. But he always found whenever he looked up to find Hazel Green on her balcony early in the morning. And then he would always show Well, what are you waiting for? Come down, Hazel Green