The launch of this on-line anthology aims to give an insight into the rich world of stories from the Indonesian Archipelago, taking the reader to different islands, ethnic groups, languages and religions
© canstockphoto5060472 “They bring bad luck to fishermen, right? They must be chased away if they approach the boats.
© canstockphoto4458406 At first they were surprised to learn that Narpati called it the House of Rain. Because they themselves had never seen the water dripping from its roof
© canstockphoto5710507 “Don’t call me a sweeper. I prefer to be called a caretaker. It doesn’t give such an impression of inferiority. My name is Farabi ..."
© canstockphoto5060567 “So what amount of money are we going to decide on for Syahrial?” the headman had asked at the meeting earlier
© canstockphoto5688117 I dreamt of being president but instead my lot in life turned out to be so awful and I ended up being a servant
© canstockphoto13318270 Two months after his wife was buried, it was rumored that Akim already had a new girlfriend. His friends were surprised yet happy
© canstockphoto16210388 The connection between Jesus and Aleus began with an act of derring-do on Aleus’s part: the robbery of the Santa Maria convent, which is located in the area of Naob on the banks of the Noemuti River
© canstockphoto4515675 Poor Mother. She had to deal with me all alone. I had never known my father. People whispered that he had disappeared into the forest
© canstockphoto5094806 “I’m a girl. I’m not allowed to play with kites,” you say, suddenly shattering the darkness of the night.
© canstockphoto5692902 If Grandmother were a horse she might have nuzzled Marong’s nose. Whinnied a few times before she left.
© canstockphoto5060474 This Javanese woman was famous for her skill in making tempeh. What she produced was firm and tasty, made from 100 percent large soya beans
© canstockphoto5060479 Of course, the house that we’re now tearing down wasn’t built all in one go by our grandparents. The first thing they did was to set up a frame of wood..
© canstockphoto5688116 Running out of patience, I grabbed the sack from his hands. He just stared at me with a beseeching look.
