Helen Varras' Story Book

-2- 1951     It was a very cold day in October, the icy wind touched my face. I stood near the grave of my parents and realized I ne...

He always loved reading. He read books and newspapers even before his governess was supposed to teach him reading and writing. His parents ...

It is one of those days today. A day full of all sorts of emotions and one of them is feeling homesick. Strange though as I am at home! An...