Once when I was six years old I saw a magnificent picture in a book, called True Stories from Nature, about the primeval forest. It was a picture of a boa constrictor in the act of swallowing an animal. Here is a copy of the drawing.

I showed my masterpiece to the grown-ups, and asked them whether the drawing frightened them.But they answered: "Frighten? Why should any one be frightened by a hat?"My drawing was not a picture of a hat. It was a picture of a boa constrictor digesting an elephant. But since the grown-ups were not able to understand it, I made another drawing: I drew the inside of a boa constrictor, so that the grown-ups could see it clearly. They always need to have things explained. My Drawing Number Two looked like this:Drawing Number Two

He looked at it carefully, then he said:"No. This sheep is already very sickly. Make me another."So I made another drawing.ram

My friend smiled gently and indulgently."You see yourself," he said, "that this is not a sheep. This is a ram. It has horns."So then I did my drawing over once more.old sheep

But it was rejected too, just like the others."This one is too old. I want a sheep that will live a long time."By this time my patience was exhausted, because I was in a hurry to start taking my engine apart. So I tossed off this drawing.box

And I threw out an explanation with it."This is only his box. The sheep you asked for is inside."I was very surprised to see a light break over the face of my young judge:"That is exactly the way I wanted it! Do you think that this sheep will have to have a great deal of grass?""Why?""Because where I live everything is very small . . .""There will surely be enough grass for him," I said. "It is a very small sheep that I have given you."He bent his head over the drawing."Not so small that--Look! He has gone to sleep . . ."And that is how I made the acquaintance of the little prince.

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