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Publié par | Hawthorn Press Ltd |
Date de parution | 14 juillet 2021 |
Nombre de lectures | 0 |
EAN13 | 9781912480630 |
Langue | English |
Poids de l'ouvrage | 58 Mo |
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First Printed in Sweden in 2012 by Bokförlaget Opal AB, Stockholm, Sweden under the title
Findus flyttar ut
© Sven Nordqvist 2012
Sven Nordqvist is hereby identified as author of this work in accordance with Section
77 of the Copyright, Designs and Patent Act, 1988. He asserts and gives notice of his moral right under this Act.
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English edition
Findus Moves Out
© Hawthorn Press 2012
Text and illustrations © Sven Nordqvist
Translated by Nathan Large and edited by Matthew Barton
Printed in Belgium by Proost, 2012
Reprinted in Latvia by Livonia Print 2016, 2020
Swedish Arts Council Grant Applied For
British Library Cataloguing in Publication Data applied for
ISBN: 978-1-907359-18-7
eISBN: 978-1-912480-63-0
Sven Nordqvist originally wrote Findus Moves Out for the stage in 1990.
It was dramatized by Stefan Moberg, who also directed the first production with Teater Resenär in Stockholm. This book is based on the script of the play.
Hawthorn Press
Sven Nordqvist
The morning sun shone on Pettson’s little farm. The birds chirruped and sang. Bumblebees were already awake and buzzing among the apple blossoms, and from the hen house came a faint clucking.
But there was another noise. One you don’t normally hear in the countryside.
It went thump-squeak-thump-squeak-thump-squeak.
It came from Pettson’s house.
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