...I was lonelier than a survivor whose ship was wrecked and he was sailing on a raft in the heart of the ocean. So you can probably imagine how surprised I was when he woke me up at dawn from a strange voice. The voice said: "Please, draw me a sheep!" "what?!" "Draw me a sheep..." I jumped up like a thunderclap. I rubbed my eyes hard. I looked carefully. And I saw a very, very strange child watching me seriously... it was the little prince.
