Clara, watching a Jungle TV.
“Hangin’ fuk” Clara would exclaim her satisfaction with the ongoing show “Rubber Mandy”, girl who made a clothes collection
spring/summer by scraping rubber off the trees of the holy mountain.
the greatest wedding that Malta had ever seen, a spectacular event in one of the most luxurious villas in Naxxar.
activist, that they went there to fight for the lungs of our lovely planet.
“Not true” – said one of the people that had speculated.
“That’s bullshit” – said another speculator.
A woman that was working in a stationery near the speculators asked them:” Doesn’t she miss her parents?”
George was driving his Suzuki likes nature jeep, with Clara standing on the passenger seat, with jungle wind in her
hair, when suddenly they were stopped by “Tista kunta kinte” roadblock.
“But Rubber Mandy isn’t real, thats a TV show”. – said George.
“So is Tista kunta kinte” – said Clara.
“You’re right Clara” – said George. “How could I have been so blind?! We could use the media to fight for our lungs. For our holy mountain!! ”
“Viva Mghatab!” – said Clara.