Vietnam or Thailand ? Vote for the TOP Country of the Week !
Updated: June 8, 2025
"Governor general Kovac insisted on it; General Maith thought that a few minor concessions would help him on his main objective, which was keeping a swarming from starting out here." "Yes. The Commissioner of Native Welfare wanted that done, mainly at the urging of the Director of Economic, Educational and Technical Assistance. The EETA crowd don't like shoonoon.
What are you going to tell them?" "Oh, a big pack of lies, I suppose," Edith Shaw said scornfully. Behind her and Travis, the native noncom interpreter was muttering something in his own language that translated roughly as: "This better be good!" The shoonoon had quieted, now, and were waiting breathlessly. "But if the Oomphel Secret is given, what will become of the shoonoon?" he asked.
"I'll call him before I get in the sack." He went up on the bridge and made the call. General Maith looked as sleepy as he felt; they both yawned as they greeted each other. There wasn't much he could tell the general, and it sounded like the glib reassurances one gets from a hospital about a friend's condition. "We'll check in with you as soon as we get back and get our shoonoon put away.
They wouldn't live to be crushed by disappointment when the Sky Fire receded as Beta went into the long swing toward apastron. The surviving shoonoon wouldn't be the lucky ones, that was for sure.
"You think any glib-talking Kwann can hang a lot of rags, bones and old iron onto himself, go through some impromptu mummery, and set up as shoonoo? Well, he can't. The shoonoon are a hereditary caste. A shoonoo father will begin teaching his son as soon as he can walk and talk, and he keeps on teaching him till he's the age-equivalent of a graduate M.D. or a science Ph.
He found that out when General Maith was on his screen, in the middle of the work on the fourth and fifth floors of the Suzikami Building. "The governor general just screened me," Maith said. "He's in a tizzy about our shoonoon. Claims that keeping them in the Suzikami Building will endanger the whole Terran city." "Is that the best he can do? Well, that's rubbish, and he knows it.
The Oomphel-Mother brought forth metal, and cloth, and glass, and plastic; knives, and axes and guns and clothing " He went on, cataloguing the products of human technology, the shoonoon staring more and more wide-eyed at him. "And oomphel to make oomphel, and oomphel to teach wisdom," he finished. "They became very wise and very rich.
Word Of The Day
Others Looking