Les preuves du courage
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Last published Wed, Oct 2, 2019
L'histoire d'une ado appelée Darleine, elle vit dans a la campagne avec sa mere, son frere et le nouveau mari de sa mère. Depuis toute petite, elle aime beaucoup chanter et veut de venir chanteuse plus tard, malheureusement sa famille ne sont pas pour son idée et veulent plutôt qu'elle devienne médecin et apporte de l'argent a la famille. Son frère Sabri est très méchant envers sa sœur Darleine et supporte les parent lorsqu'elle a des problèmes. Darleine réussira-t- elle a réaliser son rêve et devenir chanteuse ? Rencontrera-t-elle un amoureux ?
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