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[[ Read Pdf ]] õ Le Petit Prince  Moral Allegory And Spiritual Autobiography, The Little Prince Is The Most Translated Book In The French Language With A Timeless Charm It Tells The Story Of A Little Boy Who Leaves The Safety Of His Own Tiny Planet To Travel The Universe, Learning The Vagaries Of Adult Behaviour Through A Series Of Extraordinary Encounters His Personal Odyssey Culminates In A Voyage To Earth And Further Adventures It is only with the heart that one can see rightly what is essential is invisible to the eye I remember, when I was little, I had this round CD case and it contained an audiobook Now as a child I loved audiobooks, or someone reading stories to me Still do today, actually Anyway, the audiobook was titled The Little Prince, and I listened to it quite often That, however, was at least 10 years ago, possibly So I decided that it was time for a reread I m sorry to say that I cannot find the CD anywhere Maybe my mom gave it away Rereading this brought up nostalgia and melancholia This is a very cute, very sad book, and I don t like the ending very much I don t understand why the Prince couldn t just fly back to his planet view spoiler You know, instead of dying Or did he die Didn t he I think he just left his body behind and returned anyway But stillwhy make it so sad when it was already sad enough hide spoiler For those who somehow have no idea about what happens in The Little Prince or cannot figure it out at a reasonable spot in the book, here is a warning THERE WILL BE, as much as I hate applying this term to this incredibly famous classic that does not rely on Ahamoments to keep the readers attention, SPOILERSYou do understand that the Little Prince diedmy mother asked as carefully and gently as only adults who know that loss of innocence can be crushing but is brutally necessary can doNo, he didn t He went back to his home planet and that stupid rose It says so right here, I replied with the comforting stubbornness of an eight year old.Later that night, I quietly reread the book and the sad truth clicked, and so did the belated thought that for all the gentle berating of adults in it, this strange and beautiful book was written by one of them and definitely for them, and not for me, and by luring me in with the beautiful pictures it pushed me just a bit further on the inevitable road to adulthood.Or so I see now.Back then, I decided to read the author s biography instead as a distraction from the thoughts that were trying to be a bit grown up than my heart cared for I was the odd kid of a literature teacher mother, after all just to learn that just after writing this book, Antoine de Saint Exupery died when flying his plane in a war to liberate his country, killed by adults who played a game of war, too dangerous and cruel And that finally made me cry And then I went back to the simple security of childhood.Then I grew up, inevitably, like most of us do I learned to do my fair share of matters of consequence I learned the painful understanding of why certain vain but naive roses can hold such sad power over our hearts I learned the comfort and longing of nostalgia, the fear of the crushing burden of loneliness, the understanding of fragile beauty of the world that can be so easily taken away at any moment I became a grown up, and I have to learn to reconcile my inner child with my outer ageIn the course of this life I have had a great many encounters with a great many people who have been concerned with matters of consequence I have lived a great deal among grown ups I have seen them intimately, close at hand And that hasn t much improved my opinion of themNow, reading this intensely lyrical and mesmerizing book written by an ailing middle aged adult far away from the country he loved in the middle of war torn years, I am confronted with emotions that ruthlessly hurt, hidden in the deceiving simplicity of a supposedly children s story just like an elephant was hidden inside a boa constrictor or was it simply a hat all along in the opening paragraphs of this book I sigh and tear up, and try to resist the urge to pick up the golden haired child that never stopped until he got answers to his questions and carry him away into safety But I can t Because if I do so, there will never be 500 billion bells in the stars, and we will never wonder whether the rose is still alive and it needs to be, because we are responsible for those we have tamedBut I was not reassured I remembered the fox One runs the risk of weeping a little, if one lets himself be tamedThis is not a book for children It s for adults who remember being children and feel nostalgia for the simple comfort of childhood innocence but know they can never go back to it Because they have met their Roses, and Foxes, and drank from a well with a rusty handle in the desert, and learned that a few thorns may not stand against the claws of a tiger Unlike the Little Prince, they can no longer go back but they can look at the night starry sky and laugh, and imagine that they hear an answering clear laughterIn certain important details I shall make mistakes, also But that is something that will not be my fault My friend never explained anything to me He thought, perhaps, that I was like himself But I, alas, do not know how to see sheep through t he walls of boxes Perhaps I am a little like the grown ups I have had to grow old What makes the desert beautiful, said the little prince, is that somewhere it hides a well The next asteroid the Little Prince came to was inhabited by a Quiz Addict He sat hunched in front of his laptop, and barely looked up when the Little Prince greeted him There was nowhere else to sit, since the whole asteroid was covered in books Good morning said the Little Prince I m sorry, I don t have time to talk to you, said the Quiz Addict I am very busy Wait In Twilight, what color was Edward s car I don t know, said the Little Prince I have never read this book Twilight I think it was blue, said the man Damn I was wrong Silver In Twilight, who joined the Cullen family first I told you, said the Little Prince, that I haven t read this book But it must be an interesting book if you answer questions about it all day long I would very much like to read it It is the stupidest book ever written said the man Then why do you answer questions about it all day long asked the Little Prince Because if I don t, sighed the man, then my friend on asteroid B451 will get ahead of me He has read the whole series Luckily, he hasn t read Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows When you have finished the Quiz, asked the Little Prince, I hope you will be able to read some of these books you have around you I notice that you have had Atonement on your to read list for the last six months It is a Never Ending Quiz, answered the man In Twilight, what color was Edward s car I believe you said silver answered the Little Prince politely Thank you, muttered the man Yes You were right I should have known that I m sorry, I must be going, said the Little Prince And he went on his way, thinking that grown ups were very, very, very strange. We are all children in adult bodies Yes we are, don t think we aren t for one moment The fact that we WERE, indeed, children, is a huge part of each of us It is possible to shed a few appreciative tears on every page of this book if you entertain the thought that the pilot IS The Little Prince Maybe you won t think that maybe you ll have your own take on the book that s the magic about it This book is translated to English from French If you understand and or appreciate French, the deliciousness of that fact can affect you in addition to the sweet storyline itself The book won t even take you a whole day to read Consider honoring the Little You that still remains, and resides within you, and read this salute to childhood, to innocence, and to you It just takes a Little imagination and bravery.