English Audiobook Sample (Youthful) - Year of Impossible Goodbyes
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Teen (13-17)Accents
North American (General)Transcript
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A cold gray fog hung over the town. The rice paper panel doors rattling in the late october winds sounded like crickets on a dark night. It was late, but we were trying to stay awake, hoping this would be the night that Kisa would come to see us. When I went to address the rice paper panels I saw a black figure limping toward us. My heart started to race and I was filled with joy and relief. Kisa smiled nervously as he came inside. He was flushed and breathing heavily. I saw Uncle, He blurted out, just for a few minutes on the road. Mother said, when? How is Kisa waved his arms in the air to stop her and said that he only had a few minutes to spare. He said that through his work with the party members, he had gotten in touch with father who had been trying for a long time to find a way to reach us. Father had successfully convinced the Communist to hire him to transport raw materials from the north and trade them for rice in the south. He had already made several trips back and forth while transporting goods to the south. He managed to help many people escape. Somehow he found my three brothers after the war had been very sick with tuberculosis and dysentery due to the bad food and the years of hard labor, under the Japanese Hanson and Hanson were about to be shipped off to Siberia. But father got to them in time. Mother had her hands clasped over her mouth to contain herself. She wanted to hear every word. Are they all right? Where are they now? She finally blurted out. Yes, yes. Uncle said they are all fine now, Kisa answered. They were ill, but Uncle hid them in a buddhist temple, far in the north where they could recuperate. Then he hid them in his truck and took them to Seoul. Uncle is looking well, he's working on coming to carry me to take us back next from now on. We must be ready to leave. At a moment's notice. We'll be ready, Mother said, we'll pack everything right away and we'll be waiting. No, no, no packing. There's not enough room in the truck, said Kisa. Just be dressed in many layers of warm dark clothing. We must pretend we are off to a party meeting down the street. We're going to have to walk through town to meet him. He can't be seen straying from his appointed route. It would arouse a lot of suspicion in the meantime, be very visible at the party meeting, praise communism and hoist the red flags high. If you can try to be home as much as possible. I don't know when Uncle will be coming, but we have to be ready to go whenever he shows up