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Soția lui Onache, întruchiparea hărniciei și a echilibrului familial. Nuța și Mircea Moraru:

In his small, white-washed casa mare, Onache sat by the clay oven. His hands, thick and mapped with the deep lines of a lifetime of tilling, held a single, dry walnut. Outside, the world was changing. New borders were being drawn, new men in dark coats were counting the sheep, and the old ways were being crushed under the wheels of a strange, cold history. Ion Druta Povara Bunatatii Noastre Comentariu Literar