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conversations.value: What could be a title for a book about Subhi, Jimmie, Australian with the genre: Children's Books, Growing Up & Facts of Life?
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conversations.value: A title for this book could be 'The Bone Sparrow'
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conversations.value: the first five paragraphs for this book
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conversations.value: The Bone Sparrow
  Subhi's family are refugees. They were forced to flee their homeland, where they faced constant danger and persecution.
  When they arrived in a safe country, they were taken into custody and made to live in a detention center. The detention center is in a remote part of the country, away from people and towns.
  Subhi's family, like other refugees, must live in a detention center while the government processes their claims and decides where they should live.
  Sometimes, at night, the dirt outside turns into a beautiful ocean. As red as the sun and as deep as the sky.
  I lie in my bed, Queeny's feet pushing against my cheek, and listen to the waves lapping at the tent. Queeny says I'm stupid, saying that kind of stuff. But it's true. She just doesn't see it, is all. Our maá says there are some people in this world who can see all the hidden bits and pieces of the universe blown in on the north wind and scattered about in the shadows. Queeny, she never tries to look in the shadows. She doesn't even squint.
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conversations.value: five more paragraphs. Start with the sentence 'Then she pulls me in close to her and sticks her head right next to mine'.
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conversations.value: Then she pulls me in close to her and sticks her head right next to mine. "Don't look at me—look at the phone, duh. And smile, Subhi!" Her arm holds the phone straight up in the air.
  Then she brings the phone down and shows me the two of us, our heads squashed in together and smiling. I don't look anything like I did in the newspaper all that time ago. I look almost grown.
  The soldiers came at night. By morning, only two people remained in the town. One of them was Oto. He had been knocked on the head by the butt of a rifle and lain unconscious for the rest of the night. The soldiers who passed him by assumed him to be among the dead and left him to rot or be eaten by wild dogs.
  The other person who was neither killed nor taken was Mirka. She had watched the events unfold from her seat in the town square, her fist gripping the Bone Sparrow, her thumb working at the green coin in its center, fully aware that she could not help a single soul. She waited to be rounded up and killed with the others deemed too old or young or sick to travel. But, for whatever reason, the soldiers did not seem to notice the ancient woman seated calmly on the stone bench where she had spent so many days before. When the last of the soldiers left, Mirka felt the Bone Sparrow burn hot beneath her fingers.
  It was Mirka who nursed Oto back to health, and Mirka who told Oto that Anka had been among those taken. It was Mirka who took the Bone Sparrow necklace from around her neck and handed it to Oto. "The Sparrow will recognize Anka's soul," she told him. "She has rubbed her story deep down into his bones. Perhaps he can help you find each other.
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conversations.value: the last five paragraphs
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conversations.value: Meanwhile, desperate people continue to seek safety in countries lucky enough to boast peace. Many do not make it alive. Italy attempted to save the lives of many asylum seekers coming to Europe on boats by implementing Operation Mare Nostrum, a search and rescue operation that is thought to have saved hundreds of thousands of lives. However, other European Union nations refused to assist with the high costs of the operation, and it was abandoned after only a year.
  It is difficult to imagine what living in these conditions must be like. I hope I have done some justice to the stories of those who have suffered, and those who are still suffering. With the passing of a new law in the Australian parliament, it is now a criminal offense to disclose the mistreatment of refugees in detention. This deliberate effort to hide the reality of detention makes it harder for people who care to know what is happening, but there is still information available for those wishing to find it. The Internet is an invaluable resource, and agencies such as Amnesty International, the Asylum Seeker Resource Centre, and UNHCR are good places to start.
  Finally, I would like to mention the Rohingya people. Subhi and his family are Rohingya. The Rohingya are an ethnic Muslim minority living in predominantly Buddhist Myanmar. The United Nations and Amnesty International have declared the Rohingya to be one of the most persecuted people on earth, and a recent investigation by Al Jazeera Media Network news suggested that the government of Myanmar is committing genocide in its treatment of the Rohingya. The Rohingya are being hunted into extinction. Governments worldwide are aware of this. They are aware of the plight of these people. Yet when a boatload of Rohingya was left stranded in the middle of the sea, no government in the world agreed to help. It has since been suggested that these people were forced onto that boat and were killed if they did not board. Those who did get on the boat were then towed out to sea and left to die. And the world watched. Eventually, after days with no food or water or gasoline, they were rescued by a group of fishermen who showed more compassion and empathy and understanding than all those in power.
  Many thanks also go to my agent, the truly magnificent Claire Wilson, with the perfect answer to any and every question. You are incredible.
  Last, but never least, all my love and thanks go to my wonderful family—Mani, Mischa, Luca, and Jugs. You are all my dreams and wishes come true.
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conversations.value: Delete the first sentence.
conversations.from: assistant
conversations.value: Many do not make it alive. Italy attempted to save the lives of many asylum seekers coming to Europe on boats by implementing Operation Mare Nostrum, a search and rescue operation that is thought to have saved hundreds of thousands of lives. However, other European Union nations refused to assist with the high costs of the operation, and it was abandoned after only a year.
  It is difficult to imagine what living in these conditions must be like. I hope I have done some justice to the stories of those who have suffered, and those who are still suffering. With the passing of a new law in the Australian parliament, it is now a criminal offense to disclose the mistreatment of refugees in detention. This deliberate effort to hide the reality of detention makes it harder for people who care to know what is happening, but there is still information available for those wishing to find it. The Internet is an invaluable resource, and agencies such as Amnesty International, the Asylum Seeker Resource Centre, and UNHCR are good places to start.
  Finally, I would like to mention the Rohingya people. Subhi and his family are Rohingya. The Rohingya are an ethnic Muslim minority living in predominantly Buddhist Myanmar. The United Nations and Amnesty International have declared the Rohingya to be one of the most persecuted people on earth, and a recent investigation by Al Jazeera Media Network news suggested that the government of Myanmar is committing genocide in its treatment of the Rohingya. The Rohingya are being hunted into extinction. Governments worldwide are aware of this. They are aware of the plight of these people. Yet when a boatload of Rohingya was left stranded in the middle of the sea, no government in the world agreed to help. It has since been suggested that these people were forced onto that boat and were killed if they did not board. Those who did get on the boat were then towed out to sea and left to die. And the world watched. Eventually, after days with no food or water or gasoline, they were rescued by a group of fishermen who showed more compassion and empathy and understanding than all those in power.
  Many thanks also go to my agent, the truly magnificent Claire Wilson, with the perfect answer to any and every question. You are incredible.
  Last, but never least, all my love and thanks go to my wonderful family—Mani, Mischa, Luca, and Jugs. You are all my dreams and wishes come true.