By Glenda on August 11, 2011

Format: Paperback

“…He’s not built for hunting and killing like eagles are. He’s a scavenger, a cleaner in the wild… he can eat as much as forty per cent of his own body weight….His body is a glossy black with wing covers of ivory grey. The secondary and inner primary feathers are ashy white and tipped in black, forming large white areas on the huge wings when seen from above. The condor’s neck and head is red to blackish with no feathers. The male has a black, large, fleshy wattle over the beak, called a caruncle and he’s designed for soaring high up in the sky, as high as 8000 metres… The female produces only one egg every second year. They nest on ledges amongst steep cliffs which are sometimes easy to get to, often very ex-posed. The young will leave their parents after the second year, when they will then have another egg, but the young won’t mature until their eighth year and are then ready to lay their own eggs…”(p. 36)
Come Fly With MeBy Gigi Sedlmayer

Gigi Sedlmayer has provided us with a novel that is perfect for anybody from 9 to 99…and even younger children will enjoy hearing it read to them, since some parts may not be easy enough to read on their own. Certainly any grade school child will be intrigued by the main character’s best friend! Let me tell you more…

Matica was a very special daughter in a missionary family that had moved to the small remote village of Pucara in Peru. Matica was special because, although she was much older, she had never grown more than, say, the size of a 2-year-old. When her family moved, Matica discovered that the native Indians had never seen an individual such as she and they avoided her almost completely. Although Matica loved her family, she missed having someone to play with. She began by watching the many beautiful birds surrounding her home, especially admiring the dragonfly and hummingbird.

But then she met two other birds–birds that were bigger and quite strange to see–but Matica thought they were beautiful! She talked about her new friends with her brother Aikon:

“Stretching her hand to tap it with her finger, she wrinkled her forehead and said impulsively, really falling into self-pity now, `Some animals are so small some humans are as well,’ she grumbled very softly. `But others can be so big.’
“Aikon looked at her seriously for a few seconds, not cracking a smile. Finally he said, `You mean your condors, Tamo and Tima, and you as well?’
“Hmm, big, Tamo and Tima, small, me.’ She sighed. `I feel smaller than them. Why do I have this growth problem? Why can’t I be like you – normal?”

When Matica got discouraged, she would talk to her mother. One day, her mother told her she would someday come to understand and see the advantage of being so small…

Matica had worked hard to become friends with the condors. She would carry dead animals to feed them and spend time talking to them…finally, Tamo had come down and started taking the food and eating…Then Matica realized a wonderful thing–Tamo seemed to understand what she said to him and he started to make sounds in response. But then one day Matica heard shots and saw Tamo! She ran toward where he was but then had to stop and hide. She had seen these men, poachers, last year!

In Matica’s mind, there was no choice, she had to help, save Tamo and Tima, as well as their egg! But how?

This evolves into a wonderful adventure story that is so exciting that the entire village gets involved!

You can too…you’ll read how the egg was protected by its parents, and then how Tamo chose to ensure its safety… What’s more, you’ll meet Talon, their new son! But, most importantly, readers will learn how Matica came to realize her advantage to being different in size! A truly remarkable, heartwarming story that children and adults both will find an exciting adventure!

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About Gigi Sedlmayer

Gisela (Gigi) Sedlmayer was born on 19 May 1944 in Potsdam, a suburb of Berlin in Germany. Her family escaped to the West just before the infamous wall went up. They moved around in Germany until finally settling in Munich where Gigi studied architectural drafting and met Albert in 1965, marrying in December 1967. She worked as a civil draftsperson in various private consultancies in Munich. Since her uncle was a writer, she tried to write short animal stories herself. Nothing further came of it, but she developed a love for the written word and started to consume books. In May 1975, Gigi and her husband moved to New Zealand. Because of language challenges, she started a handicraft business. As a specialty, she made colourful parrots of which she sold thousands in a few years. In 1988, they decided to adopt and became adoptive parents of twin girls the year after. They lived in New Zealand for eighteen years and moved to Australia in September 1992. Two years later Gigi was diagnosed with cancer. After operations and radiation, she withdrew, thinking that she would probably soon be dead, like her friend who died of cancer, but her two little girls gave her the courage to keep going. After a few years, still among the living, her brain started to work again, so she thought, 'Get a grip on yourself and do something good with your life'. She remembered the time she wrote short stories and got inspired again, seeing her husband Albert writing the story of their adoption. Her English became increasingly better so she pressed on to develop her creative writing. Albert taught her how to use a computer and she wrote many short stories. She entered them in competitions and often got very good reports back, which gave her confidence to go on writing. One day the idea for the TALON series came to her and she spent the next several years bringing the story and the characters to life. She now loves writing and spends most of her time at the computer, developing new story lines. She also loves travelling, 4x4 touring, swimming, gardening, handcrafting, reading, fossicking and enjoys good adventure DVD's or going to the movies.
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