Collection: Junior Fiction - Bilingual

Mimi misses her grandma. Every day something reminds her of grandma's special Saturday Soup and the tales her grandma tells. The delightful description of Jamaica and the wonderful soup, makes us wish we had a grandma like this. [Jacket]

Mimi misses her grandma. Every day something reminds her of grandma's special Saturday Soup and the tales her grandma tells. The delightful description of Jamaica and the wonderful soup, makes us wish we had a grandma like this. [Jacket]

Mimi misses her grandma. Every day something reminds her of grandma's special Saturday Soup and the tales her grandma tells. The delightful description of Jamaica and the wonderful soup, makes us wish we had a grandma like this. [Jacket]

Mimi misses her grandma. Every day something reminds her of grandma's special Saturday Soup and the tales her grandma tells. The delightful description of Jamaica and the wonderful soup, makes us wish we had a grandma like this. [Jacket]

Mimi misses her grandma. Every day something reminds her of grandma's special Saturday Soup and the tales her grandma tells. The delightful description of Jamaica and the wonderful soup, makes us wish we had a grandma like this. [Jacket]

Mimi misses her grandma. Every day something reminds her of grandma's special Saturday Soup and the tales her grandma tells. The delightful description of Jamaica and the wonderful soup, makes us wish we had a grandma like this. [Jacket]

Mimi misses her grandma. Every day something reminds her of grandma's special Saturday Soup and the tales her grandma tells. The delightful description of Jamaica and the wonderful soup, makes us wish we had a grandma like this. [Jacket]

Mimi misses her grandma. Every day something reminds her of grandma's special Saturday Soup and the tales her grandma tells. The delightful description of Jamaica and the wonderful soup, makes us wish we had a grandma like this. [Jacket]

Mimi misses her grandma. Every day something reminds her of grandma's special Saturday Soup and the tales her grandma tells. The delightful description of Jamaica and the wonderful soup, makes us wish we had a grandma like this.

Grandmother's wardrobe is very old. It's the colour of mud. On it's sides are small flower carvings and there's a face of an angel above the mirror. From afar, it looks like a giant cave. What could be inside it? Maybe, a sleeping ogre or a monster-dress.