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You are retarded captive breeding actually does help save the species, it did with axolotls. By captive breeding you\'re able to release the species back into the wild. I pondered deeply, then, over the adventures of the jungle. And after some work with a colored pencil I succeeded in making my first drawing. My Drawing Number One. It looked something like this: I showed my masterpiece to the grown- ups, and asked them. But they answered: "Frighten? The Blauer Clash 6" BOA Lace Waterproof Boot is built to take on the weather. Waterproof leather, suede and nylon materials are enhanced by a B.DRY® waterproof. This is an easy way to create a cardboard boat. Why build a cardboard boat? Well every year races are held at the river, and it's fun. I cannot guarantee that it will. In the book it said: "Boa constrictors swallow their prey whole, without chewing it. After that they are not able to move, and they sleep through the six months that. Why should any one be. My drawing was not a picture of a hat. It was a picture of a. But since the grown- ups were not able to. I made another drawing: I drew the inside of a boa constrictor. They always need to have things. My Drawing Number Two looked like this: The grown- ups' response, this time, was to advise me to lay. That. is why, at the age of six, I gave up what might have been a magnificent career. I had been disheartened by the failure of my Drawing Number One. Drawing Number Two. Grown- ups never understand anything by themselves. So then I chose another profession, and learned to pilot. I have flown a little over all parts of the world; and it is true. At a glance I can distinguish China. Arizona. If one gets lost in the night, such knowledge is valuable. In the course of this life I have had a great many encounters. I. have lived a great deal among grown- ups. I have seen them intimately, close at. And that hasn't much improved my opinion of them. Whenever I met one of them who seemed to me at all clear- sighted. I tried the experiment of showing him my Drawing Number One, which I have always. I would try to find out, so, if this was a person of true understanding. But, whoever it was, he, or she, would always say: "That is a hat."Then I would never talk to that person about boa constrictors. I would bring myself down to his level. I would. talk to him about bridge, and golf, and politics, and neckties. And the grown- up. So I lived my life alone, without anyone that I could really. I had an accident with my plane in the Desert of Sahara, six. Something was broken in my engine. And as I had with me neither a. I set myself to attempt the difficult repairs all. It was a question of life or death for me: I had scarcely enough drinking. The first night, then, I went to sleep on the sand, a. I was more isolated than a shipwrecked. Thus you can imagine my amazement. I was awakened by an odd little voice. It said: "If you please- -draw me a sheep!""What!""Draw me a sheep!"I jumped to my feet, completely thunderstruck. I blinked my. eyes hard. I looked carefully all around me. And I saw a most extraordinary. Here you may. see the best portrait that, later, I was able to make of him. But my drawing is. That, however, is not my fault. The grown- ups discouraged me. I was six years old, and I never learned to draw. Now I stared at this sudden apparition with my eyes fairly. Remember, I had crashed in the desert a. And yet my little man seemed neither. Nothing about him gave any suggestion of a child lost. When at. last I was able to speak, I said to him: "But- -what are you doing here?"And in answer he repeated, very slowly, as if he were. If you please- -draw me a sheep . When a mystery is too overpowering, one dare not disobey. Absurd as it might seem to me, a thousand miles from any human habitation and in. I took out of my pocket a sheet of paper and my fountain- pen. But then I remembered how my studies had been concentrated on geography, history. I told the little chap (a little crossly, too) that. I did not know how to draw. He answered me: "That doesn't matter. Draw me a sheep . But I had never drawn a sheep. So I drew for him one of the. I had drawn so often. It was that of the boa constrictor from the. And I was astounded to hear the little fellow greet it with: "No, no, no! I do not want an elephant inside a boa. A boa constrictor is a very dangerous creature, and an elephant is. Where I live, everything is very small. What I need is a sheep. Draw me a sheep."So then I made a drawing. He looked at it carefully, then he said: "No. This sheep is already very sickly. Make me another."So I made another drawing. My friend smiled gently and indulgently."You see yourself," he said, "that this is not. This is a ram. It has horns."So then I did my drawing over once more. 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. So I tossed off this drawing. 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. That is exactly the way I wanted it! Do you think that. 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. It took me a long time to learn where he came from. The. little prince, who asked me so many questions, never seemed to hear the ones I. It was from words dropped by chance that, little by little. The first time he saw my airplane, for instance (I shall not. What is that object?""That is not an object. It flies. It is an airplane. It. is my airplane."And I was proud to have him learn that I could fly. He cried out, then: "What! You dropped down from the sky?""Yes," I answered, modestly."Oh! That is funny!"And the little prince broke into a lovely peal of laughter. I like my misfortunes to be taken seriously. Then he added: "So you, too, come from the sky! Which is your planet?"At that moment I caught a gleam of light in the impenetrable. I demanded, abruptly: "Do you come from another planet?"But he did not reply. He tossed his head gently, without. It is true that on that you can't have come from very. And he sank into a reverie, which lasted a long time. Then. taking my sheep out of his pocket, he buried himself in the contemplation of his. You can imagine how my curiosity was aroused by this half- confidence. I made a great effort, therefore, to find. My little man, where do you come from? What is this 'where. I live,' of which you speak? Where do you want to take your sheep?"After a reflective silence he answered: "The thing that is so good about the box you have given. That is so. And if you are good I will give you a. But the little prince seemed shocked by this offer: "Tie him! What a queer idea!""But if you don't tie him," I said, "he will. My friend broke into another peal of laughter: "But where do you think he would go?""Anywhere. Straight ahead of him."Then the little prince said, earnestly: "That doesn't matter. Where I live, everything is so. And, with perhaps a hint of sadness, he added: "Straight ahead of him, nobody can go very far . I had thus learned a second fact of great importance: this. But that did not really surprise me much. I knew very well. Earth, Jupiter, Mars, Venus- -to. When an. astronomer discovers one of these he does not give it a name, but only a number. He might call it, for example, "Asteroid 3. I have serious reason to believe that the planet from which. B- 6. 12. This asteroid has only once been seen through the telescope. That was by a Turkish astronomer, in 1. On making his discovery, the astronomer had presented it to. International Astronomical Congress, in a great demonstration. But he was in. Turkish costume, and so nobody would believe what he said. Grown- ups are like that . Fortunately, however, for the reputation of Asteroid B- 6. Turkish dictator made a law that his subjects, under pain of death, should. European costume. So in 1. 92. 0 the astronomer gave his demonstration all. And this time everybody. If I have told you these details about the asteroid, and made. When you tell them that you have made a new friend, they never ask you any. They never say to you, "What does his. What games does he love best? Does he collect butterflies?". Instead, they demand: "How old is he? How many brothers has he? How much. does he weigh? How much money does his father make?" Only from these. If you were to say to the grown- ups: "I saw a beautiful. You would have to. I saw a house that cost $2. Then they would. exclaim: "Oh, what a pretty house that is!"Just so, you might say to them: "The proof that the. If anybody wants a sheep, that is a proof that he exists.". And what good would it do to tell them that? They would shrug their shoulders. But if you said to them: "The planet he came. Asteroid B- 6. 12," then they would be convinced, and leave you in. They are like that. One must not hold it against them. Children should always show great forbearance toward grown- up people. But certainly, for us who understand life, figures are a. I should have liked to begin this story in the fashion. I should have like to say: "Once upon a time there was. To those who understand life, that would have given a much. For I do not want any one to read my book carelessly. I have. suffered too much grief in setting down these memories. Six years have already. If I try to describe. I shall not forget him. To forget a friend is. Not every one has had a friend. And if I forget him, I may become like the. It is for that purpose, again, that I have bought a box of. It is hard to take up drawing again at my age, when I. I was six. I shall. But I am not at. all sure of success. One drawing goes along all right, and another has no. I make some errors, too, in the little prince's. And I feel some. doubts about the color of his costume. So I fumble along as best I can, now good. I hope generally fair- to- middling. In certain more important details I shall make mistakes, also. But that is something that will not be my fault. My friend never explained. He thought, perhaps, that I was like himself.
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