Le Petit Prince02

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 miles 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.