“I
am very fond of sunsets. Come, let us go look at a sunset now.”
“But
we must wait,” I said.
“Wait?
For what?” “For the sunset. We must wait until it is time.”
At
first you seemed to be very much surprised. And then you laughed to
yourself. You said to me: “I am always thinking that I am at home!”
Just
so. Everybody knows that when it is noon in the United States the sun
is setting over France. If you could fly to France in one minute, you
could go straight into the sunset, right from noon. Unfortunately,
France is too far away for that. But on your tiny planet, my little
prince, all you need do is move your chair a few steps. You can see
the day end and the twilight falling whenever you like...
“One
day,” you said to me, “I saw the sunset forty-four times!”
I
first heard of The Little Prince in the Spanish TV series Blue
Summer. There, a child asked his father what he was able to see in
the famous drawing: a hat or a snake. Of course, the father saw a hat
and that made the child huff.
Both
this book and that series transmit the idea that adult people are a
bit stupid, just for being adults. I myself admit and recognize the
superiority of childhood, but I think you can show it in a more
elegant way.
With
regards to the scientific comment, apart from whether the
median density of the planet could generate a gravity field for the
little prince, I can see another problem. The relative distances and
perspectives in such a small planet make us wonder whether it is
possible that this planet (named asteroid B612) could create sunsets.
But these words come from an unpleasant adult, with no fantasy and no
imagination.
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