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FOR EVERYBODY HIS OWN SKY -Short Story- Above the glowing horizon,le soleil du couchant étend, en direction de la plage, un
pont cristallin qui scintille admirablement sur la mer qui caresse par ses
vaguelettes douces les pieds nus d'un enfant en les poussant vers les rochers
et en les retirant quand la mer se retire: pousser et retirer, pousser et
retirer… the reddish sun extends a sparkling bridge floating
beautifully on the crystalline sea surface and creeping towards the beach,
caressing with its soft ripples the little child’s bare feet, pushing them
forth toward the rocks and drawing them back whenever the tide withdraws:
pushing forth and drawing back, pushing forth and drawing back... - "Daddy, is that where sharks live?" the
boy Asked, pointing with his forefinger the ocean. - "Yes, darling, but quite
far from here. Sharks prefer to live in the high seas" replied the
father, quite confident in his words. - "Are they strong, Daddy?" - "Yes, my son, shark is the king of the
seas!" - "And, here on dry land, who is the
king?" - "Lion, my boy.
Lion". -
"But which of them can be stronger: Lion or shark?". The child seemed fascinated by the subject. Perhaps, in his enthusiasm, he was imagining every
question and every answer
visualized events animated by his fairy characters. The father, considerate and attentive to child’s
questions, replied with another question: - "But how could there be winners or losers
in contests where neither of the competitors can face the other? Each
one of them lives peacefully in his own kingdom?
Lion in the jungle and shark down in the sea. And even if one of them should
ever invade the other’s territory, he will inevitably die either by
asphyxiation on land or by
drowning at sea. All satisfied, the child smiled, watching the sea with wonder and asked again: - "But what can be there, deep down in the
sea?" -
"Life." The father realized his son’s embarrassment and confusion and shifted to explain: - "There are, at sea, the same setting found
here on land: Mountains, dunes, caves, plains, rocks, trees, darkness and
light. L - "But how
can sea contain all these
miscellaneous things and all these living beings?!" - "Do not be deceived by appearances, my boy. What is deep
down in the sea is much larger and much more diverse than anything
outside." The boy shaded his eyes with
hand, trying to fix the distant horizon: - "But sea surface is flat
and still! It shows no
prominent forms nor bizarre heads, nor any fish tails waving out in the
regular sea waves!" - "Do not be fooled by surfaces, my son.
Appearances can be deceptive." Using his hand, the father lifted his child's face
up to the sky and said: - "Look, my son, at that beautiful blue dome up above?"
- "The sky, Dad?" - "This blue sky is ours and the lions’ too. But that undulating extension of
blue water is the sky of fish and sharks." He
stopped for a while, then added: - "If sea living creatures should ever outstep
that surface, their sky, they will be smothered and will die right away. Similarly for us, Earthlings, if we should ever outstep with our
naked bodies this blue dome, our sky, we will burn up to death." The father concludes mumbling: - "For everybody his own sky, my boy. There
are many different worlds, many different species, many different styles of
life and many
different ways of thinking. This universe is infinitely diversified. This diversity is the greatest secret of life
and the source of all
the riches and wealth that you can see and feel. Without these
differences around, we could never have enjoyed this moment of beauty that
will make us go back home, all refreshed and happy!"
The sun was drawing its sparkling carpet off sea surface, getting ready
to disappear slowly between the two
skies, when the child, overwhelmed with happiness, proclaimed loudly: - "Life is beautiful, daddy!" He said it adding his hand to his father’s: The father’s eyes fixed on the sky above
and the child on the sea ahead. CONTENTS BOUFRAH CITY RENDEZ-VOUS
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