O meu pe de Iaranja Lima = My Sweet Orange tree

O meu pe de Iaranja Lima = My Sweet Orange tree by: Jose Mauro De Vaconcelos
(Translated into Persian as: My Beautiful Tree)

If you REALLY want to know about Poverty, pure Love, Feelings, Emotions & Connections…read this book, it’s definitely worth your time & money. Even if you’re not into reading books & novels & stories you should still read it... It’s not just an amusing story, something more profound…Something that will truly touch your heart & affect you as long as you live.

At first, when you start reading this book, it may sound a little bit childish to you. Keep reading & you’ll see how you’re going to stick to it.

The first scenes are about a VERY poor Brazilian family, with lots of kids (Like most poor families…), & the narrative of the whole story is a little boy from this miserable family. He starts telling you about their heart-breaking misery & their bad life & a little bit about the society of Brazil. In these first parts you will FEEL the contrasts between the rich & the poor and you will never forget what you read about the poor people in this book. As a result interesting questions will arise, & indirect answers & some conclusions are drawn; here are some of them:

ü Does Jesus Christ care only for rich people? Well, he seems to do so…
ü Is it justice that we all hope is one of the God’s traits? Many people are dying of hunger, while some others throw their leftovers away…

Either you are a sensitive person or a logical person; you will cry your heart out! The only ones who are not going to cry while reading this are Hitler, Saddam & Bush, I guess; the ones who they themselves made this world such a violent, cruel place by burying the poor & feeding the rich & of course, killing innocent people & drinking their blood as red wine.

Now about the second part of the book, which is more interesting & sentimental than the first one; the boy, the same boy, finds a true connection & a heavenly love relationship with a Portuguese millionaire. They begin to care for each other a lot & their relationship turns out to be even deeper than the one of a real parent & his kid. & they got this kind of spiritual connection; as a result, they have so much fun together & begin to love each other more & more. Purely sentimental love, (nothing about child abuse or anything like that, the millionaire wasn’t a pervert!!).
While reading about their relationship & the fun they have together, your veins are filled with a sweet joy & you feel happy that this melancholic story isn’t all about losing, but the feeling wont last long.
One day, when the boy is going to school, thinking about his dear friend & happy that even he -who used to be a very dissatisfied kid- has something to live for, sees an accident in the street… A car crash, a corpse with blood on the asphalt… a crowd shocked & frightened… Death is frightening. Kid tries to gets closer, but people don’t let him. He only gets to see a glimpse of the Portuguese…
After that terrible event, the kid is almost dead… He’s so ill that his family is giving up hope. They are kind & nice to him, they don’t want to lose him at all, but they are almost sure that death is knocking at his door…But after a week or two, he is miraculously recovering & fights for his life though it’s meaningless to him now. Yes, he won’t die, he’s much too young to die, but his heart is weeping…

There is NO justice…Such thing doesn’t exist at all.


The Second Version ( Edited by my dear brother)