| Resumen |
When it´s 9 P.M. in Brooklin, it´s 10 P.M. in Puerto Rico, and midnight on the mid Atlantic. Far from the vroom of New York traffic, the Puerto Rican nights is filled with conga music, sweet rice, and fruit ice. In India, villagers begintheir morning chores as well ropes squeak, buckets splash, and bracelets jangle. Meanwhile, in Australia, a sly kookaburra is ready for a noontime feast. |
