My name is Saruul. I am a mother of two children. I live in Ulaanbaatar. I work in an office during the day, and in the evening, I study English. Every day is busy. In the morning, I cook breakfast for my children. I help them get ready for school. Then I go to work. At the office, I answer phone calls, write reports, and go to meetings. When I come home, I feel tired. But at seven o’clock, I have my English class. Sometimes I want to rest. Sometimes I think, “Maybe I will no

Chapter One The Fugitive I see the grass moving with the wind. I feel my ancestors looking down at me from the eternal blue sky. My name is Arigun. I am sixteen years old. I live with my family in a ger near the Onon River in Mongolia. Every morning, I help my Father with the animals. My mother makes hot milk tea. My little sister Anu likes to sing. She has a beautiful voice. Our family moves with the seasons. We ride horses. We fix ropes and saddles. We drink airag, which is

A short story in English with Mongolian translation about Zolboo, a young Mongolian man who travels to Florence to learn stone carving and falls in love with an Italian girl.