Маленький принц

           Heanswered,"Oh,comeon!Youknow!" asifweweretalkingaboutsomethingquiteobvious. AndIwasforcedtomakeagreatmentalefforttounderstandthisproblemallbymyself. 

           And,infact,onthelittleprince’splanettherewere -asonallplanets -goodplantsandbadplants. Thegoodplantscomefromgoodseeds, andthebadplantsfrombadseeds. Buttheseedsareinvisible. 

           Theysleepinthesecrecyofthegrounduntiloneofthemdecidestowakeup. Thenitstretchesandbeginstosprout, quitetimidlyatfirst,acharming,harmlesslittletwigreachingtowardthesun. Ifit’saradishseed,orarosebushseed,youcanletitsproutallitlikes. Butifit’stheseedofabadplant,youmustpulltheplantuprightaway,assoonasyoucanrecognizeit. Asithappens,therewereterribleseedsonthelittleprince’splanet...baobabseeds. Theplanet’ssoilwasinfestedwiththem. Nowifyouattendtoabaobabtoolate, youcannevergetridofitagain. Itovergrowsthewholeplanet. 

           Itsrootspiercerightthrough. Andiftheplanetistoosmall,andiftherearetoomanybaobabs, theymakeitburstintopieces. 

           "It’saquestionofdiscipline," thelittleprincetoldmelateron. "Whenyou’vefinishedwashinganddressingeachmorning, youmusttendyourplanet. Youmustbesureyoupullupthebaobabsregularly, assoonasyoucantellthemapartfromtherosebushes, whichtheycloselyresemblewhenthey’reveryyoung. It’sverytediouswork,butveryeasy." 

           Andonedayheadvisedmetodomybesttomakeabeautifuldrawing, fortheedificationofthechildrenwhereIlive.