"Amid the tall green stalks of corn small Nino lay asleep in a basket. The morning sun threw dappled shadows across his face, and dragonflies poised above his head on whirring wings."
Thus begins the story of the childhood on Nino, who, with his mother, lived in the house of his grandfather because his father had gone to America. It goes on through later years to tell of his early schooling, the discovery of his talent for modeling by Jacobo, the woodcarver, who found him making a duck of mud at the edge of a stream, and finally the letter that came from his father with enough money for passage to America.
The pictures flow through it all and are as gentle and delicate as the story itself.
—from the dust jacket
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