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“STORK’S NEST
\nOnce upon a time, the trees in the garden of our village’s primary school were filled with stork nests. Stork nests were a symbol of the emergence of spring. On the day when the stork came to our village, we flew up with joy and greeted the stork, which heralded that we had come to the end of the long months under the snow.
\nThen they cut down our trees. Storks are back in our village. In order to make peace, we planted this tree and built a nest on it. Who knows, maybe one day our stork will come.”<\/p>\n
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