The little prince

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So I lived my life alone , without anyone that I could really talk to, until I had an accident with my plane in the Desert of Sahara , six years ago . Something was broken in my engine. And as i had with me neither a mechanic nor any passengers , I set myself to attempt the difficult repairs all alone . It was a question of life or death for me ; I had scarcely enough drinking water to last a week.
The first night , then, I went to sleep on the sand , a thousand from any human habitation I was more isolated than a shipwrecked sailor on a raft in the middle of the ocean . Thus you can imagine my amazement, at sunrise when 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 small person , who stood there examining me with great seriousness.here you may see the best portrait that,later , I was able to make of him . But my drawing is certainly very much less charming then it's model .

That, however, is not my fault .The grown-ups discourse me in my painter's career when is was six years old , and I never learned to draw anything except boas from the inside and boas from the outside
Now i stares at this sudden apparition with my eyes fairly starting out of my head in astonishment. Remember, I had crashed in the desert a thousand miles from Amy inhabited region . And yet my little man seemed neither to be straying uncertainty among the sands ,nor to be fainting from fatigue or hunger or thirst or fear . Nothing about him gave any suggestion of a child lost in the middle of the desert, a thousand miles from any human habitation. When at last I was able to speak, I said to him:
"But—what are doing here?"
And in answer he repeated ,very slowly as if he were speaking of a matter of great consequence
"If you please—draw my a sheep..."
When a mystery is too overpowering,one dare not to disobey.absurd as it might seem to me,a thousand miles from any human habitation and in danger of death,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, arithmetic and grammar, and I told that I did not know to draw . He answered me:
" that doesn't matter.draw me a sheep ..."
But I had never draw a sheep .so I drew for him one of two pictures I had drawn so often. It was that of a boa constrictor from the outside and I was astonished to hear the little fellow greet it with " No ,no ,no ! I do not want an elephant in side a boa constrictor. A boa constrictor is a very dangerous creature ,an an elephant is very cumbersome.where I live 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 very sickly .make me another"

So I made another drawing .My friend smiled gently and indulgently .
" you see yourself " he said "that is not a sheep .this is a ram . It has horns "

So then I did my drawing 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 hurry to start taking my engine apart .so I tossed off this drawing .
And i threw an explanation with it .

" this is only his box . The sheep you ask for is inside "
I was very surprised to see a light break over the face of my young judge :
"Taht is exactly the way I wanted it !Do you think that this sheep will have a great deal of grass ?"
"Why?"
"Because where I live is very small ..."
There will surely be enough grass for him "
I said
" it is a very small sheep i have given you ."
He bent 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