Boris,
in a group project like this, we are expecting readers to submit their recorded sections within 2 months after their claim.
Since the work of a DPL is considerably less than that of a reader, I would expect him in general to be much faster than that although there are no hard and fast rules. We ask for "timely", with some leeway for travelling or when life is busy or when the sections are piling up.
Section 35 was submitted four months ago and is still not PLed. I do not consider this "timely" by any stretch of the imagination.
COMPLETE] Antología del cuento fantástico - availle
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Gracias por notificarme. Buena suerte a ustedesphileasfogg wrote: ↑April 28th, 2019, 4:47 am
PD:Thanks Piotrek but it seems it wont be necessary your help
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phileasfogg
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Song of Childhood
By Peter Handke
When the child was a child
It walked with its arms swinging,
wanted the brook to be a river,
the river to be a torrent,
and this puddle to be the sea.
When the child was a child,
it didn’t know that it was a child,
everything was soulful,
and all souls were one.
When the child was a child,
it had no opinion about anything,
had no habits,
it often sat cross-legged,
took off running,
had a cowlick in its hair,
and made no faces when photographed.
When the child was a child,
It was the time for these questions:
Why am I me, and why not you?
Why am I here, and why not there?
When did time begin, and where does space end?
Is life under the sun not just a dream?
Is what I see and hear and smell
not just an illusion of a world before the world?
Given the facts of evil and people.
does evil really exist?
How can it be that I, who I am,
didn’t exist before I came to be,
and that, someday, I, who I am,
will no longer be who I am?
When the child was a child,
It choked on spinach, on peas, on rice pudding,
and on steamed cauliflower,
and eats all of those now, and not just because it has to.
When the child was a child,
it awoke once in a strange bed,
and now does so again and again.
Many people, then, seemed beautiful,
and now only a few do, by sheer luck.
It had visualized a clear image of Paradise,
and now can at most guess,
could not conceive of nothingness,
and shudders today at the thought.
When the child was a child,
It played with enthusiasm,
and, now, has just as much excitement as then,
but only when it concerns its work.
When the child was a child,
It was enough for it to eat an apple, … bread,
And so it is even now.
When the child was a child,
Berries filled its hand as only berries do,
and do even now,
Fresh walnuts made its tongue raw,
and do even now,
it had, on every mountaintop,
the longing for a higher mountain yet,
and in every city,
the longing for an even greater city,
and that is still so,
It reached for cherries in topmost branches of trees
with an elation it still has today,
has a shyness in front of strangers,
and has that even now.
It awaited the first snow,
And waits that way even now.
When the child was a child,
It threw a stick like a lance against a tree,
And it quivers there still today.
I hope peace reigns and time makes everyone calm down. I´m not interested in argüing. I just wish the best for everyone.
By Peter Handke
When the child was a child
It walked with its arms swinging,
wanted the brook to be a river,
the river to be a torrent,
and this puddle to be the sea.
When the child was a child,
it didn’t know that it was a child,
everything was soulful,
and all souls were one.
When the child was a child,
it had no opinion about anything,
had no habits,
it often sat cross-legged,
took off running,
had a cowlick in its hair,
and made no faces when photographed.
When the child was a child,
It was the time for these questions:
Why am I me, and why not you?
Why am I here, and why not there?
When did time begin, and where does space end?
Is life under the sun not just a dream?
Is what I see and hear and smell
not just an illusion of a world before the world?
Given the facts of evil and people.
does evil really exist?
How can it be that I, who I am,
didn’t exist before I came to be,
and that, someday, I, who I am,
will no longer be who I am?
When the child was a child,
It choked on spinach, on peas, on rice pudding,
and on steamed cauliflower,
and eats all of those now, and not just because it has to.
When the child was a child,
it awoke once in a strange bed,
and now does so again and again.
Many people, then, seemed beautiful,
and now only a few do, by sheer luck.
It had visualized a clear image of Paradise,
and now can at most guess,
could not conceive of nothingness,
and shudders today at the thought.
When the child was a child,
It played with enthusiasm,
and, now, has just as much excitement as then,
but only when it concerns its work.
When the child was a child,
It was enough for it to eat an apple, … bread,
And so it is even now.
When the child was a child,
Berries filled its hand as only berries do,
and do even now,
Fresh walnuts made its tongue raw,
and do even now,
it had, on every mountaintop,
the longing for a higher mountain yet,
and in every city,
the longing for an even greater city,
and that is still so,
It reached for cherries in topmost branches of trees
with an elation it still has today,
has a shyness in front of strangers,
and has that even now.
It awaited the first snow,
And waits that way even now.
When the child was a child,
It threw a stick like a lance against a tree,
And it quivers there still today.
I hope peace reigns and time makes everyone calm down. I´m not interested in argüing. I just wish the best for everyone.
One book to rule them all and in the Public Domain bind them
Hi everyone!
I wanto to thank the effort, the thourought DPL notes and the time Boris has "donate" and I hope he still continue helping us, and also the will of Availle fot get things done. I think every Llbrivox volunteer (no matter which role we have) struggles with life while Librivox happens (family, job, surprises...).
I just want to let people know that our effort are appreciate and valuable, sometimes Librivixing activieties get stresful and... sometimes VERY stressful (at least it has happenned to me many times) but i think they are worthy. Let's try to celebrate and keep on keeping on for the greater aim than ourselves my friends.
Thank to everyone
I wanto to thank the effort, the thourought DPL notes and the time Boris has "donate" and I hope he still continue helping us, and also the will of Availle fot get things done. I think every Llbrivox volunteer (no matter which role we have) struggles with life while Librivox happens (family, job, surprises...).
I just want to let people know that our effort are appreciate and valuable, sometimes Librivixing activieties get stresful and... sometimes VERY stressful (at least it has happenned to me many times) but i think they are worthy. Let's try to celebrate and keep on keeping on for the greater aim than ourselves my friends.
Thank to everyone
Grabaciones de Epachuko
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phileasfogg
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Ok section 7 is corrected . We can continue with this project to see if we can make it eventually.
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Querido Victor,
muy bien, así que la sección 7 también queda completa y PL OK!
también un cuento muy notable e impresionante.
muy bien, así que la sección 7 también queda completa y PL OK!
también un cuento muy notable e impresionante.Querido tux,
también la sección 35 del Conde Lucanor es perfecta, por eso PL OK!
Me acuerdo muy bien cuando leímos este gran clásico durante mis estudios en tiempos de Maricastaña...¡sí sólo hubiera tenido ya en aquel entonces una bella lectura como la tuya, que le facilita a uno mucho más el acercamiento a este castellano bello y antiguo!...Pero bueno, entonces no había ningún Librivox y apenas internet.
saludos cordiales,
Boris
también la sección 35 del Conde Lucanor es perfecta, por eso PL OK!
Me acuerdo muy bien cuando leímos este gran clásico durante mis estudios en tiempos de Maricastaña...¡sí sólo hubiera tenido ya en aquel entonces una bella lectura como la tuya, que le facilita a uno mucho más el acercamiento a este castellano bello y antiguo!...Pero bueno, entonces no había ningún Librivox y apenas internet.
saludos cordiales,
Boris
Querido Victor,
"La Noche de Aquelarre" de Hawthorne también es una grabación perfecta, así que PL OK!
Para mí, fue la primera vez de escuchar algo de este magnífico autor en castellano, había leído algunas cosas en inglés. Me ha gustado mucho, ya que la musicalidad de su lenguaje se muestra aquí claramente. También es admirable escuchar con qué esmero grabas los detalles y matices aquí, otorgandole a cada personaje su propia voz, realizando a la vez efectos muy logrados y bonitos, cuando lees por ejemplo el párrafo que habla de los "ecos del bosque".
Saludos cordiales,
Boris
"La Noche de Aquelarre" de Hawthorne también es una grabación perfecta, así que PL OK!
Para mí, fue la primera vez de escuchar algo de este magnífico autor en castellano, había leído algunas cosas en inglés. Me ha gustado mucho, ya que la musicalidad de su lenguaje se muestra aquí claramente. También es admirable escuchar con qué esmero grabas los detalles y matices aquí, otorgandole a cada personaje su propia voz, realizando a la vez efectos muy logrados y bonitos, cuando lees por ejemplo el párrafo que habla de los "ecos del bosque".
Saludos cordiales,
Boris
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Mil gracias Boris!!! Sabes? Te admiro mucho. Lo mismo a todos los que integran este gran equipo. Pero no le digas a nadie. Que quede entre los de este proyecto. 
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Gracias Availle eres muy amable! Que tengas un muy buen día
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Querido Boris,Boris wrote: ↑March 17th, 2019, 4:16 pm Querido Gabriel,
muchas gracias por tu grabación muy bonita de Becquer; sólo tengo un par de detalles:
7:04 lees "presente" en vez de "preste"
23:30 lees "servicios" en vez de "serviros"
24:25 aquí hay una frase que lees dos veces, la frase que empieza por "Señora...", así que hay que borrar una de estas dos versiones.
Saludos cordiales,
Boris
Gracias por tu dedicación y minuciosa revisión, acabo de editar la grabación agregando las observaciones que compartiste. Me disculpo por haber demorado en enviar estas modificaciones.
Aquí van los datos de la edición:
* Sección 7, "La corza blanca", de Gustavo Adolfo Bécquer.
* https://librivox.org/uploads/availle/antologiacuentosfantasticos_07_various_128kb.mp3 (file duration: 46:01)
Pronto podremos completar el proyecto, espero que podamos seguir colaborando en proyectos futuros. Saludos y muchas gracias a todos!
Gabriel
Querido Gabriel,
muchas gracias por tus modificaciones, que has realizado perfectamente, así que impecable y word perfect! PL OK
Ya me alegro de tus próximas grabaciones,
saludos cordiales,
Boris
muchas gracias por tus modificaciones, que has realizado perfectamente, así que impecable y word perfect! PL OK
Ya me alegro de tus próximas grabaciones,
saludos cordiales,
Boris