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    <![CDATA[Las pequenas memorias]]>
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    <![CDATA[This Nobel Prize winner s latest work takes the reader to his childhood: some parts in Azhinaga, the town where he was born, and other parts in Lisbon where he left to when he was two. With the poetic prose that characterizes him, and without resentments, even though it is full of hardships, Saramago narrates about the misery in which his family lived. Contains photos with comments made in his own handwriting.    A person writes about their adult memoirs perhaps to say,  Look how important I am.  I have written memoirs of my youth, and I felt young as I was writing them; I wanted readers to know where the man I am today came from. So, I focused on the years from four to fifteen.   José Saramago  <p>Description in Spanish:  Me interesa conocer mi relación con ese niño que fui. Ese niño está en   mí, siempre ha estado y siempre lo estará.   «Un adulto escribe memorias de adulto, acaso para decir:  Miren qué   importante soy . He hecho memorias de niño, y me he sentido niño   haciéndolas; quería que los lectores supieran de dónde salió el hombre   que soy. Así que me centré en unos años, de los cuatro a los quince.»</p>]]>
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    <body><![CDATA[Poca literatura y muchas memorias.]]></body>
    
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