I was born far from here; I am a stranger. In this strange language I can't construct but simple sentences. I can say that the sky is blue, that the sea is blue, that the sun warms the earth, that my house was white, that the land was rich; that the scars of my hands were worthwhile. On the contrary, I know very well that experiences gather disorderly; that my old age led me to forget certain things, that trees grew very fast; that aheir branches prevented me from seeing this book described blue of the sky.