Once upon a time, there was a very cute and special little girl. She lived with her granny in a little wooden house in the forest. She had long golden locks and they shone like the flashes of the sun. For that reason, they called her Goldilocks. She had really bright eyes and a beautiful smile. She was always happy. Every day she picked up wild flowers on her way to school to give them to her teacher. One day, coming back from school, Goldilocks asked her granny to let her play for a while in the yard. Under the trees there was a lot of fresh breeze and the divine scent of field flowers. Her granny gave her permission but told her to be very careful not to stray to far from the house. Goldilocks took her doll, Rusty the dog, and her two little bunnies, which she fed with fresh herbs while she was picking up flowers for her granny. There were so many, really so many beautiful flowers, that without noticing, she was straying away from her home. When the sun was setting, she wanted to return but found herself surrounded by trees. She became nervous realizing that she didn't know the way back home. She sat and started thinking what would she do. The birds were starting to go back to their nests. The little girl thought of going back walking to where the birds were flying. She had the feeling that if she followed them, she would get back home. But instead of getting back home, Goldilocks arrived at a beautiful house. As she was tired and very thirsty, she knocked slowly on the door, to ask for a little bit of water. But no one answered. She knocked, and knocked again, this time, harder: knock, knock, knock, knock...
Habia una vez en un pueblito muy pintoresco de Puerto Rico que vivia una cucarachita muy moderna. Su nombre es Martina. Es muy limpia y muy trabajadora. Vive en una casita bien pequeñita pintada de marrón y anaranjado. Martina era muy querida por todos los animalitos del vecindario. Todos la amaban por lo aseada y talentosa que era. Se la pasaba cantando y bailando.
This book explores the strategies adopted by the Jesuit missions under the Portuguese and Spanish patronage vis-à-vis Islamic powers such as the Mughal Empire in South Asia and the expansion of Islam in the Southeast-Asian peripheries. Based on a comparative perspective, this book examines the interconnections between the Jesuit proselytizing activities and the imperial projects of the Iberian crowns in Asia, highlighting the role of the Jesuit missionaries operating in Asian Islamic settings as diplomatic and cultural mediators. It is aimed at researchers and students working on Jesuit missions in South Asia, the Portuguese and Spanish Empires in Asia, early modern cross-cultural diplomacy, early modern travel accounts, and early modern ethnography.
Once upon a time, there was a very cute and special little girl. She lived with her granny in a little wooden house in the forest. She had long golden locks and they shone like the flashes of the sun. For that reason, they called her Goldilocks. She had really bright eyes and a beautiful smile. She was always happy. Every day she picked up wild flowers on her way to school to give them to her teacher. One day, coming back from school, Goldilocks asked her granny to let her play for a while in the yard. Under the trees there was a lot of fresh breeze and the divine scent of field flowers. Her granny gave her permission but told her to be very careful not to stray to far from the house. Goldilocks took her doll, Rusty the dog, and her two little bunnies, which she fed with fresh herbs while she was picking up flowers for her granny. There were so many, really so many beautiful flowers, that without noticing, she was straying away from her home. When the sun was setting, she wanted to return but found herself surrounded by trees. She became nervous realizing that she didn't know the way back home. She sat and started thinking what would she do. The birds were starting to go back to their nests. The little girl thought of going back walking to where the birds were flying. She had the feeling that if she followed them, she would get back home. But instead of getting back home, Goldilocks arrived at a beautiful house. As she was tired and very thirsty, she knocked slowly on the door, to ask for a little bit of water. But no one answered. She knocked, and knocked again, this time, harder: knock, knock, knock, knock...
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